The Van Buren press., 1875-10-26
MI ISCEulANY
Nellie's S Repentance.

81 will not, Norman a and Nelli
brought her little foot down upon tn,
carpet with a force that shook all til,
golden hair from under its little lace morn
| ing cap. and sent it rolling in golden
shlmmerlng waves over her shoulders.
There was light in heE blue eyes tina
her husband had never be ore seen there
and the fresh lips that had always greet
ed him with smiles, were parted over th,
white teeth with an expression OF unmis
taxable seern.
1T is cruel and exaeti z of you, Nor
man, when you know huw much, how
very much | like Mrs. Ma, and how font
she is Of me. 1t is selfish to ask me tt
give up the society OF my best frient
Just to crafty eapfletous whim o
yours
And Mrs Wilde burst into tears.
was not in Norman Wildes nature to Sc,
woman tears without aeiug moved
is scarcely that Of any man, when lh
tears are those Of his own wife, and witt
one so fondly loved and tenderly cher
ished as Nellie His habiiually grave ant
quiet voice was full Of teuble and ten
derness, now, as he bent over her, ahC
said, in tones Of gentle remonstrance
" Nellie -
Don't, Norman y w the peltish an
swcr, as sne turned away frnm tnc cares
sing touch Of his hand upon her soft
golden hair. " am not a child to b
tyranized over one moment, and coaXet
and petted into good humor, the next"
Selfish, cruel, tylannlcal! 1t was to,
much,
Mr.. Wilde took his hat with that indie
scribable air which injured husbands S,
well know how to assume, and left th
room With a slow step he passed dowl
the stairs into the street.
Was it wrong, he asked himself, 70
him to win this bright young life TO 3 lad
den his quiet home, and dtluse the sun
shine Of her huoyant spirits over his gra
yer. matnrer life? For though there wa
a difference OF ten years in their ages
many c, res had made Norman Wilde old
er at twenty seven than most men o
thirty five. He thought of it now, will
something like contempt for himself II,
might have known he could never max
her happy he, with gravity of demean
or that was almost sternness; and she
with her JOY Gus, loving disposition, 70
Nellie was good tempered and affection
ate, generally, in spite Of her willfulness
Something weghtier than the grea
lawsuitof Hobart VS., Long, pressed tn
spirits Of Mr.. Wilde, as he walked slow
ly down the street, that bitter winte
morning; and his head clerk, Richard, t,
whom an honest lawyer was paradox
and law a sublime mystery. thought, a
he watched him from the office window
that some legal stratagem must have ia
ken possession Of his brain, to make hir
walk at that pace, when the thermome,e
stood twenty degrees below zero.
Ma'am," said Kate, putting her hea
in at the door of Nellies room, " Mrs
Dion would like to see you directly, if
is quite convenient
Very well, Kate"
And Nellie, after arranging her hail
and bathing her face, proceeded to he
aunt's apartment.
"How do you feel, this morning, aun
tie p.
VERY contcnted, very cheerful, M
child" was the invalid's reply, as sh
looked up into the innocent, girlish fac
that bent over her couch i" | should b.
ungrateful, indeed it, after all the atfec
tionate care lavishedupon me 10y my neph
ew AMI his wife, | shoaId be otherwise
Some shadows resting upon the usual
" happy face caught Mrs, Dion's atten
tion. She loved Nellie dearly, not les
for her loving kindness to her, than be
cause she was the wife of her nephew, th
only infallible mortal, in Aunt Ruth
eyes. that the world contained
"Are you not well, Nellie p
"Qnite well, auntie."
You are unhappy, Nellie p
There was no answer, but Nellie's lip
quivered, and two large tears gathere
beneath the heavy dropped lashes, an
rolled slowly down her cheeks.
:" My dear child, am surprised, griey
ed to see you thus. Can you not contid
in me
"Oh, auntie, Norman is so selfish, S
unkind'
Nellie, tell me one thing--have yor
quarreled p
" Yes"
And parted in angerf'
YES"
"Go to him, nv child, and be reconc
led If Norman has erred, he will Sc
his fault; if you have it is all the NOR
fitting thst you should seek rcconcili'
ton"
" Never"
Hush, Nellie Twill tell you story
q true one, about husband and wife wh