The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1872-04-18
BEHIND the HeN.


SIR. Edge was late at breakfast.
That was an unusual occurrence; and
he was disposed TO be cross; that was
likewise nothing new; so he retired
behind the newspaper and devoured
bis toast and eggs without vOuchsaf-
ing any reply to the remarks Of a
fresh-lGoktng little lady opposite, to
wit: Mrs. Edge. But she was gath
ering together her forces for the final
onslaught, and when at length Mr..
Edge had got down TO the last para
graph, and laid aside The newspaper
it came.
"Dear, didn't you say yOu were GO
ing TO let me have n hundred dollars
for my new furs To-
"What furs ." (rather sharply was
this spoken "Oh, pshaw' What is
the use Of being extravagant? / have
no money to lay out in useless follies.
The old ones are good enough for any
sensible woman to wear"
Mrs. Edge-good, meek little soul
that she was-relapsed into Obedient
silence. She only sighed a soft, in
ward sigh, and presently began a new
attack.
"Henry, viii you 20 with me TO my
aunt's to night?p
"Can't you go alOne?"
"Alone how would it look ~ Mrs.
E's temper-ior she had one, though
il did not often parade itseif-was
aroused. "XOu are SO neglectful Of
those lille attentions you used 10 pay
me once; you never walk with me,
nor even pick mp my handkerchief,
nor notice my dress is you once
did"
"Well, a fellow can't be ever wait
ing on woman, can he?" grOwled
Mr. Edge.
eYou could be polite enough to Mrs.
Waters last night, when you never
even thought To ask whetherI 1 want
Ell anything, though you knew per-
fectIy well that / had q headache. /
don't believe you care Tor me as much
as you used tO''-and Mrs. Edge look
ed extremely pretty, with the tears in
her blue eyes, and the culver on her
round, rosy lips.
sPshaw,u said her husband peevish-
Iv. ''NOw don't be silly Maria"
"And in the stage, yesterday, you
never asked me was warm enough;
nor put my shawl around me, while
Mr. Brown was so affectionate TO his
wife. II was mOrtifying, enough,
Henry, indeed it was"
AZ didn't know women weIe such
fools. y said hIr. Edge, as he drew on
his overcOat TO escape the tempest
which was fast approaching. lam
the sort of a man TO make a ninny Of
myself doing the polite to any sort Of
4 female creature? Did you ever
know me to be conscious whether q
woman has on a shawl or a swallow
tailed cost 2p
Maria eclipsed the blue eyes behind
"a little pOcket-haUdkerchief and Hen
~, the savage, banged the door loud
enough TO give Betty, in the kitchen,
a nervous start.
nRaining again I do believe we are
going to have 4 second edition of the
isluSe.'' said Mr.. Edge to himself
that evsning,a he esc0need his six feet
oriniulity into the southwest corner
of the street cars at City Hall. "GO
ahead. conductor, can't y1u see we are
fun. and It is dark already ,"
UIn one minute, sir" said the cOa-
ductor, as he helped little woman
with a basket, on board. ''NOw, sir,
move ND little, if you please"
Mr.. Edge was exceedingly comfort
abe aud did not want to move; but
I the light of the lamp falling on the
Rearly forehead and shining golden
hair OF the newcomer he altered his
mind and moved up.
"What lovely eyes ~ quoth he men
I tally, IS she bowed a single acknowl-
Nr.-Hs 40 fN1a noNnw
I ] most admiIel Bless me what BUSH
I ness have married men like me to be
Z thinking about eyes ? There she has
/ drawn confounded veil over her
face, and the light as dim rs a tall0w
/ dip; bu- those are pretty eyes"
The fair possessur OF those eyes
/ shivered slightly, and drew her nau-
Z tilia close around her shoulders.
"Are you cold, Miss? Pray honor
me by wearing my shawl 1 do not
need g myself"
( Size did not refuse-she murmured
some faint apology for troubling hin.
! but it was not d refusal.
ssNo trOuhle,-nQt a bit," said be.
] arranging Il OF her tempting shOnld-
! ers; and then as the young lady hand
/ ed her fare TO the conductor, he said
20 himself. "What a slender little
hand. If there is anything 1 admire
in a woman, it is a pretty hand. Won
der what kind of a mouth she has got!
II must be n delightful one if it core
sponds with her hair and eyes-plague
take the veil
4 But "plague," whoever that mys-
4 teal power may be, did not take pos
session OF the veil, so Mr.. Edges Gu
riosity about that blue-eyed damsel
remained unsatisfied.
"Have you room enough, miss?
fear you are crowded. Pray sit