The Placer herald., 1873-02-15
MANAGING A NlFEs

and deep blue eyes. lie was the pink OF
neatpess, both at home and abroad. He was
never seen with soiled shirt, collar awry OF
hair not as smooth as comb and brush could
make it, While Carrie-brt the scene that
met Asa's eyes, as he came in from business
one evening about month after their mar
riage, will explain about her. Carrie was
lounging in an easy chair, novel in her
hand, and wore a soed morning wrapper,
slippers down at the heel, and her really
beautiful hair had not been touched by comb
or brush that day.
care you sick, Carrie. was his inquiry,
as he kissed her.
"No. What makes you ask Do look
sick ? was her reply. Then glnncing down
at her untidy attire, she flushed as she said
"Oh, you mean my dress. Well, to tell
the truth, | have been lazy to-day and did
not take the trouble to dress; as | did moi
expect any one, and as we were going to the
opera, | did not care about dressing twice"
Am not worth while dressing for? You
used to don your prettiest dress for me, Car
rie, y Asa said, looking at her intentiy.
"Did l? Well, we are married now, and
what's the use of always being dressed up,
feel so much more comfortable this way at
home; but going out of course alters the case
One has to dress then, she replied, as they
sat down to supper,
After SUPPER Carrie went upstairs to dress
for the opera, while Asa, who was always
neat enough to 90 anywhere, remained be-
low, wondering if his wife could have chang
ed as much as that, and feeling hurt that
she dressed to 60 out and did not think
enough of him to be neat at home. Hear
ing the door open, he turned and beheld a
changed being from the untidy vision of an
hour before. Carrie looked radiant in white
silk, with an over dress of lace. Her rose
colored opera cloak half covered her bare
shoulders; and neat gater and tiny white
gloves completed her attire, while her golden
hair was dressed in exquisite taste.
"You look quite fierent," Asa said, as
they stepped into the carriage.
"Every body dresses nicely at the opera,
and do not want others ~ vn,eLi"o n.o,"
Carrie replied,
Her triumph was complete, that evening.
She hardly spoke to Asa, she was so busy
answering the empty nothings of f. lends who
throngcd their box and looked their ad,nira-
ton of Asa Loring's wife. 1t was over at
last and as they were riding home, Carrie
nestled in his arms, and her flushed sheeks
resting ON his shoulder, Asa thought he had
been mistaken in Carries character, but was
determined he would not be harsh to her, but
wait and see if she would not care more for
his admiration and approval than others.
The next morning Carrie made her appear
ance in the same soel wrapper Of the day
before. Her hair was in papers, and alto
gether, she did not look very attractive. Asa
did not say anything, but hurried off to his
business. without giving Carrie her accos-
toned kiss. Carrie felt badly at first, but
soon was deep in The mysteries of trimming
new dress, and her tangled troubles were
forgotten Asa did not return till evening,
and found Carrie in all the glory of a new
blue silk dress, while the papers in her hair
had given place to floating rinslets.
"Who are you expecting Carrie ? All that
fixing isn't for me- ] know"
"No, indeed" laughed Carrie. "Auni
Lottie will be here this evening, and want
to do honor to the occasion. You can't ex-
pect to see me looking as if ! had just step
ped ont of band box always"
Asa made no reply, but wentup stairs de-
| termined to shame Carrie into neatness at
home. Aunt Lottie was very particular
woman, and Carrie wanted to be in her good
graces, so all the better for me, Asa said to
himself, as he thought of the con- ternation
his appearance would create in the parlor
As Asa entered the parlor, Carrie and Aunt
| Lotiie started up in astonishment, and well
they might. Asa, who was usually so neat
| had on a soied shirt, with half the buttons
off, patched pants, boots innocent Of black
ing, and his hair was standing in all direc
| tions.
"Why Asa! what's the matter ?" sad
Carrie, red with modification, while Aunt
Lottie looked on in amazement.
"Nothing's the matter. Good evening,
Aunt Lottie. Don't you like my dress, Car
rie? What's the use of always being dress
ed up? | feel so much more comfortable
this way at home, but going out alters the
case. One has to dress then. We are mar
ried now, don't have to be so particular
about my looks" said Asa sweetly, while
Carrie b'ushed as she heard her own words
repeated.
She was glad when Aunt Lottie left. and
the next morning, came down to breakfast
in neatly fitting blue merino with snowy
collar and cuffs, and her luxurious hair taste
fully arranged Asa could not repress a
look of admiration; which she saw, and felt
well repaid for the exertion Of dressing, and
she never found him so kind and lover-like.
AS he was putting on his coat to go to his
business, sbe threw her arms around his
neck, and said "Your lesson has had its
effect, dear Asa | was very slovenly at
home, and needed rebuke, and did no
think you cared so much about my looks;
but when | saw you come into the parlor
last evening, looking so dirty and untdy, |
knew how bad | must have locked to you.
But, hereafter, will try to be as neat in my