Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1872-04-02

aaH Wnen ne comes In, Ill takc MS lnlnSS
myself and take care of them. What
must no have thought of me to hear me
say such dreadful things"
And filling up the stove with coal,
draining the water of the vcgetables.and
leaving The oven door open, she ran up
stairs, and put on her sacque and bonnet,
seized her mutf and gloves, and locking
lhc door after her. went out.
1t was bitter cold, but she did not mind
it. The wind was driving the sleet right
into her lace, but she only drew the thick
veil closer over her swollen eyes, and hur.
red ON. 1t was slippery rs glass; but
her gathered feet ran along rs if shod.-
She had but one thought ito sec George
again, and bring him bacl, TO dinner.
With II shout and "hurrah !" little
fellow came coasiing down one of the
cross streets just rs she set her foot on
the curb stone. The sled whirled. zig.
Jagged u moment. and then ran her down.
She screamed involunlariy, and rs she
fell, put out both hands imploringly.-
Some one clasped them, held them tight
ly u briel spell, aud then gently assisted
her to her feet. Some one drew aside her
veil. Some one looked pityingly into
her eyes. Who was it, think you?
"Oh. George! am So glad you hap.
pened here. was going down TO the of.
flee after YOU"
Were YOU. Susie And | WAS COM
ing up to see you"
He looked about him for lew seconds,
and then said meaningly:
just half way wo met"
The next minute he was lueking her
little hand under his elbow. and guiding
her back home; walking slowly, eau-
tiousiy, aud asking at every few steps il
she WAS sure she was not hurt" and ad
ding, he ii "scnd the little rascal TO jail, if
she were : To all OF which she said earn
eslly
Not any, hardly only frightened Il
little; he was not to blame for the sled
turning; am so glad we met"
Inside the font door, before hardly the
lock had sprung, he caught her to his
heart, and rs he held her in the warm,
close cmbraco,he kissed her passionatcly.
What did you think of me, George,
scolding you rs did f? II YOU only knew
how cried afterwards"
But plagued YOU dreadfully, | know.
Susie. You're so neat, and I'm such n
careless scamp
1T Was | who plagued you, George |
have no business TO be SO neat rs to make
me iussy. cross old thing, aud | won't
any more. won't say q word, George,
if you turn the house topsy.lurvy every
time you come in. Oh, George, to think
OF our quarreling SO, before we had been
married year"
And you running away to leave me
here alone. Oh, Susie, should have run
after YOU before morning"
"l. was aw(ul-the way we talked to
each other. Can you forgive me ?"
"Yes, indeed; lorgave you ten min
utes after | reached the office; though
going down there, Susie, did wish you
were little sloven, instead of such n
tidy bit OF a lady"
II don't wonder. George. It's enough
to make any man hate the word neatness
when his wife is forever scolding about it
so. hut do you know what | am going
to do Z? I'm going 10 have girl to cook,
wash, iron and scrub, and I'm going TO
meet YOU at the door every time you
come in, and put away all your things
for YOU, so that we'll both be suited
The house will be in order, and you won't
be bothered helping about it.n
"Will you. indeed, Susiep Have the
girl; always wanted You to; but hang
me if I'm going to have such doll of a
wife TO put away my things; and me n
great six feoler. No, no. You may meet
me and kiss me, but-why just see how
nicely | can do it when I've q mind to-"
and releasing her from his folded arms,
he deliberately took off his hat and over
coat, and hung them up by plumme. and
line, and then kicking off his rubbers. he
set them squarely under the rack.
"Only, Susie. if l once in while for.
get ?"
81 won't scold. George; no, | won't, if
| have to bite my lips till they bleed, TO
keep the ugly words in."
"And when | see you biting your lips,
Susie, I'll know what's up, and hurry and
put things in their places, and then wipe
the hurt.o just So" and he pressed his
bearded chin close TO hers, so smooth, and
soft, and sweet, and took dozen or SO
warm kisses.
And now put your things away, ,wifey,
and let's have some dinner. Cor Pm hun.
cry as church ratn
''I'm afraid it's all dried up by this
time, but Til hurry anu make you nice
cup OF coffee"
The following is going the rounds of
papers: A gentleman fell into the slip
from n Charleston steamer at one of the