The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1873-07-25
EASY TO RE MlSTAKEN.
"Will you let me have it, John?

'ot his wle's request very decidedly,
as if he telt that the request was
unreasonable; and vet there was all
undercurrent Of grieved impatleuce
in his voice. and look of lerplex
ity and Sel dissatisfaction in his
eyes. lie wanted to see his wife
rise from the break 'aSt-table, aud
thereby signify her acQuicHeuce in
his decision, l,ef're he went otf for
his morning walk to tie mill.
George, however, did not rise.
Her looks did not express acquies-
cence. She was a very pretty
woman-very pretty; tall, slight,
very fair, with large, clear, steady
eyes, ard prutuse brown lair Be
sides her beauty, she Lad an air of
delicate, graceful composure rather
peculiar, aid a voice that suggested
alto flute notes. For all this she
was simply the wife Of mas,er
machinist in the great Halliburton
Print Works OF Millville, aud mis-
treSs Of one Of the small, white fac
tory telemeIitS, whose ong, orderly
rows constituted Millvlle proper.
But George did not belong to
the factory elemcnt, although she
had married into it. She had been
brought up by a relative, upon
whom she Lad been left dependent,
and whom Shecalled Aunt Appleton
Aunt Appleton lived at tile other
end Of Appleton-the west end
among the I4aliburtous, the Dillo-
ways, and the Verses.
Perhaps, under tile circumstances,
George might have looked little
higher tlan John Randall. i,It
then John was as good as gold
strong, steady, manly, true.
Aunt Appleton had the sense to
rejoice at the perception Of her
pretty protege, and the generosity
10 give her liberal outtit-her
furniture, a complete wardrobe, a
nice wedding.
1t had been very agreeable to
George to have these things, SHE
was ta>tidious TO the core She ell
loyed advantages ot' his poSitiou---
her good clothes, her prestige among
the wives Of the other officials III
the print works. She was ta>tidi-
ons--perhaps title too tastidiuus
for her place.
John Randall lad reached his
last buttol--a somewhat shiny but
ton on a somewhat shabby coat.
lie had neither tine nog pretext for
lingering. ut this last moment his
wife raised her eyes, clearly, un-
iiinchingiy, 70 his lace.
"Uhy lot:" She asked, in her
own sweet voice
It is never pleasant for man
10 ilG called to an account
10 al account about money (and
Of course it was money George
wauted) by woman, aud that
woman bis wife. Johns face Hush
ed a little; q bot retort priokel tie
very tip Of his tongue. but he did
not utter it. He wasa very patient
man, naturally; and then he had
t'at deep, pure love fornis pretty
vile which oyerreacleS all slight
shocks.
Il have exceeded my salary
every month since we were married,
George" he said. "'Fhe first Of
January will be here ina few weeks,
aud shall not be able to meet all
the bills that are due. | don't feel
that we ought to trife away pen
ny Of money, | don't believe yon
do, either
II shall say no more about it."
she returned. 81 ought to wear o
new paneof gloves to call on Paul's
bride, but ifyou can't give them to
me | must do without them"
John RandalI's brain was fine
enough TO understand that this was
not the acqniesenee lie wanted, He
would like to indulge her, but there
was the fact that if he begun it, he
should ue always behind hand, al. |
ways poor.