Connecticut western news., 1872-10-11

up Hiram. l only wish he was city mer- chant instead of a farmer, dhd as rich as your husband is, that is all.' ''''"' '''@'
 ''And that is great deal. Jenny, if your wish could be granted, do:, you. know what your life would be P said Mrs. Von Howth coldly. ''' ''' ''.@"' '-. '''''
 ,"What yours is, I suppose. What any lady is in your ,position."S,. 4.sl ...l.i .. "How should IP''
 "It is weary one, Jenny, with more genuine hard work in it than in all your mak- ing of butter and cheese.n' e.. .,,..t..i.. .a4 .
 70 Margaret . ''And o Jenny, believe me, my dear, | there are no people on earth who work hard CT than the fashionables who have only their amusements to provide for. A long, long at the best" 4 ''''''' ''
 1T should like to" be convinced of it by actual experience," said Jenny ;. doubtingly. |. ''So said and thought once, have been convinced that it is all vanity and vexation ot spirits, my dear" "'''' !'' '' : But how?" persisted Jenny.
 "HowI Indeed. ten thousand ways<." If you live in the fashionable world you must do as the fashionable world does: You must rise and dress, and hop, and lunch, and dress again and drive-then dress again and appear at certain balls, parties, concerts, exactly as your friends do, or be voted biza4re, and out of the world altogether You, my poor Jenny, who are by DO means. fond of fine dresses, what would you do at 8 fashionable watering-place in the hottest days of August with five changes of toilet between morning and night. and a French lady's maid to tyr annize over you all the time?'' 'a 5. ,re. "Horrors ]" calculated Jenny. ,.
 Balls that you must go to in spite of fla tigue; parties that you must go to in spite of the heat; calls you must make on people yon detest; O.! Jenny, would. far rather be at home with the butter and cheese, if l were you' '> ..'' ...,' ,.', ...'': '.'!,
 Jenny was silent. Here was the side of the bright picture she had never seen or dreamed of before.
 "You love your husband, Jenny" said her friend, after time. '. ,s'.jt : ,.s Jenny opened her eyes wide. ... ..,.,,..
 Hove him Why, isn't he my husband S't was the reply ~
 Mrs. Won Howth laughed. ': ": .'' g.:
 ''Some women ill society might think.that reason why you shouldn't love him r she | said, dryly. And he loves you also ?'
 II should die tomorrow if thought he did not' Y" ~.......;: .,.t -.j ''Tut, child People leave this world when God wills it-not before. I dare say you would survive his unfaithfulness. Many women before you have lived through such | things'' .'-.....t .-.'s,. ii,.' ...sj ..,.,
 Don't talk of it, Margaret II could not bear it. Why, he is all the world to, me and, yourself being judge, how could bear to lose him ?'' d. 'R'''' ''t" --:."':' -"
 "Then don't wish him to be city merch- ant, my dear. I dare Say there are many good men in the city-men who love their wives-but, on the other hand, there are 50 many temptations, especially in society, that l sometimes wonder, not that so many do | go astray, but that so many remain true to themselves and their duty.''
 She spoke absently, and her eyes had a far-away glance as if they dwelt on other l things.
 Jenny ventured question. "r-.s'''-. Margaret, is yours g happy marriage Do you love your husband? And does he love you ?' '''
 Ms Van Howth started, and then turned pale. .... ..-t. .... ,. 5... :.
 'I would have loved him, and made him good wife, but he never loved me. He placed me at the head of his house because he | thought me ladylike and interesting that was all. He told me once, though not very plainly, that he had no great love for me, and since then we have each taken our own way, Independent of the other. Iseldom see him at our house in town. I have my. car riage, my diamonds, and my opera box In the season go to Saratoga or Newport, while he favors Long Branch with his presence. We are perfect strangers to each other we never quarrel, and suppose if were to die ! tomorrow he'd be an incsnsolable widower l for week. Jenny, you will not wish to change places with me again. Y our husband might change as mine has done, exposed tc the same temptation. Thank Heaven you have him as he is a good, true man, who loves you and never mind the butter and cheese, Jenny, so long as your happiness is made up with them" 2~ ..'.'. ..q.. Ii
 She rose from her seat, and strolled up the garden path. ......t. ,...t .,....~g...... l Jenny did not follow. She sat on the step, lost in thought. The riddle of her friend I life was at last made clear to her. She had often wondered why Margaret, in the midst of all her wealth and luxury, should seem SC sad she wondered no longer now. " | To be the wife of man who had no love forsyou What "lower: deer" "scan there bt than this for proud and sensible woman
 Jenny turned with tears in her eyes to mee the stalwart husband as he came from tht field. ".;.s' 's' '," 'i :'t' .>.>'''e f.. "Well, little woman,' :, he cried, and ther she got the hearty kiss for which she wal looking.
 | Yes, Margaret was right. The butter ant cheese were of little consequence when low, like this made her task easy to endure. .... .l And the rosy-cheeked little woman ben fondly down over her "Hiram," as he flung himself down on the porch seat, and faEnet him, brought him Lemonade, land made hin thoroughly happy and at rest. . .. | Poor Margaret! Happy Jenny Neve again would she wish to be more-only
 farmer's wife. .' :'.,'',..' ,'t7.'i' i'.,