The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1873-07-24

during tile evening, without de-
veloping anything particularly
new oripteresting. .fo0 aI
I observed one thing that
they all said great deal without
saying much.
When the house was quict
Mrs. Marks suggested to me that
she was afraid some of our visi-
tors would think was not polite
enough, and she was very sorry
because on such occasions people
were apt to indulge in severe
criticisms. Then sho added: "
"Wlcni Mr.. Wilsonburg and l
received calls after we were mar
ried everybody complirnented nc
upon his being so perfect a gen
tleman." B.
This remark didn't remove from
my mind any impressions l had
previously received relative to tho
memory Of the departed, but l
maintained respectful silence.
After breakfast the next day
Mrs. Nj. asked mo If l had ever
eaten a "Chullewig puddihg"
"No."
"Well, well have one to-day. l
think they are the incest dessert
eyer put upon table. Mr.. Will
sonburg used to say lie never saw
anything like them in all his ira.
yelling when in France"
We had one.
On Sunday following we atten.
dcd church for the first time in
Podwick. A smart young man
preached tho sermon.
Mrs. Marks appeared much in
terested, az .he walked home said
it was best discourse che had list.
cned to for long time.
"Isn't he fine locking man?
What a good voice lie has! lie
reminded me very much Of Mr..
Wilsohburg. You never saw him
did you z"
"No, 1 never saw him; Int I've
heard OF him." l replied.
So it was; wherever we went i'm
the house or out of it, the natural
simplicity of Mrs. Marks, who of
course intended no otfense, kept
the virtues of the deceased Viii.
s"nburg continually fresh in my
thoughts.
! stood it bravcly giving no
sign Of uneasincss, until an acci-
dent occurred which seemed to
call for some decision OH my port.
had been a parent tor three
weeks.
The new conner was Il boy.
"Mark," said my wife, one day,
"what shall we call the little
boy!"
"Idon't know; l haven't thought
anything about it. Most any re
srectable name willdo, l suppose.
"What do you think of John
Wilsonburg Z"
That was too much.
l straightencd myself mp in a
dignified manner, and proceeded
to remark
"Madain! Wilsonburg may have
been a respectable man, for all !
know. Ii he had lived, and had
become a parent, he would have
had perfect right to name his
own infant" i"H
"Tl,is wasn't very strong Ian
guage, but it was strong enough
to bring the tears from the eyes
of Mrs. Marks, and cause her to
say
"You are cruel +! Wilsonburg
never talked 50 to me-"
"Wilsonburg be-bc-be-hanged !
lie never was parent" s'si
And then there vas a scene
the first of our married life
which had it's continuance at reg
nlar intervals, until Mrs. Marks
throughirritability aud exhaustion
faded like a flower and withered
like q leaf. Her last words we're
'Bury me by the side Of Viii.
sonburg." ,oyi
The request was granted.
This occurred two years ago.
There is to be another wedding
shortly, after which the hopeful
youth who called me daddy will
have opportunity to divide his af.
fcctions.
She who is to be my bride this
time, perhaps it is well to remark,
hasn't had any experience in the
husband business. ~ 1a5a
l may be permitted to add that
I have no prejudice whatever
against yonng widows-I like
them; but I wouldn't advise any
one to marry one unless she fur.