The Van Buren press., 1875-03-02
MISCELLANY. |
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81 wish had ntied to find a u, Ben.
Dalton! know Il, ina stoLl ,mper of
saint, but you are enel, 'hsso provoke
one and the speaker bro~y out into hys
terical sobs.
Il am sure ! rcciprocate your wifely
devotion, my dear madame.
The happicst life that ever was led.
Is always to court, and never to wed,
and heartily believe IT. For am tired
and sick of your everlasting scolding (;
Mrs. Caudc, herself, is outdone Here
we have been married but FIVE years, and
with how much happiness used to look
forward to the time when ! could com
plete this little nest, and bring to it the
bird had woed so long" and his voice
softcned, F." but now, Mary, this must not
last. Perhaps your ideal has fallen as
low as mine; our love is gone, and al
though we cannot be divorced, still we
do not need to live together in such q
constant wranglc. Think it all over, to
day, and tell me, this evening, if you wish
to return to your fathers house. and
the speaker turned abruptly, and left the
house.
Five years before Ben Dalton and
bright, pretty Mary Delvin were married
with seemingly bright prospects for a
happy life. Ben had built little cot.
tage near their native town, on the banks
OF lovely little lake, skirted by lofty
trees and droopng willows; passers
would involuntarily exolaim "What a
delightful little nook"
Two years passed by, aud wee one
nestled in Mary's arms; and this tiny link
in loves chain seemed to bind still more
closely the hearts Of the parents toward
each other
Little Willie was now three years old,
but the serpent Of discord had entered
this Eden of domestic happiness; no
long and bitter quarrel had estranged the
two, it is the "little foxes that spoil the
vine;" Mary's health was delicate, her
work was Increased and her nerves in
that state where everything Jared on
them, and she grew peevish and iretful.
Ben was thoughtful and exciting, and at
last, both equally to blame, they lived in
wretched state Of coldness and indiffc
renee toward each other, while both near
ly worshlpped their child. All well they
might; he was a bright, handsome, win
ming little fellow, with fair complexion,
large, beautiful, deep-blue eyes, and hair
so golden, that they had laughingly called
him Dandelion;" and by constant rep
etiton the habit became fixed and " viii.
lie" was seldom spoken. 1t was, in fact,
an appropriate name, as one would say,
to see the little fellow toddling around,
minus his much despised hat, his little
yellow head bobbing around among the
grass and nowers--hs chubby hands
dealing death and destruction to the clio.
yer blossoms and buttercups.
On the morning that the before men.
toned conversation had ensued, the usa
al black looks and recriminations had
passed between them, and Ben Dalton
left the house with anger and bitterness
in his heart
Mary sobbed in utter abandonment af
ter his departure, for, in spite of all her
faults, she loved her husband but she
soon rose, calm and decided.
" He doesn't wish me to stay here any
longer" she said to herself, "and shall !
remain where am only tolerated ? No.
we have lost all our love for each other,
and | will take our child and go back to
nv fathers house that | left a happy
bride. There | shall he gladly welcomed.
All there's ne love like mothers love,
although didn't think it five years ago.