Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1875-11-13

roun led and tinted cheeks. the white
bosom and forehead, the smiling crimson
lips, the lovely eyes, the delicate dress
and shining ad0rnments-they are like
flowers with souls. l delight to study
them; but love my wife and she is my
wife. which means a great deal to de-
cent man. would see the whole race OF
pretty girls drowned rather than have
nv wife hurt i'm any way, and sometimes
/ feel as if she ought to know it; but you
can't expect everything of a woman, any
more than of man; so did not notice
Nanon's small freaks of this sort much
Among our acquaintances she chiefly re-
viled and abused little wOmanswhom
had known several years a pretty child
ALWAYS. but so very pretty that you for
gave her being fool when you looked at
the clear ewes. the picturesque hair, the
infantile dimples, the red, white, gold and
blue of Nellie Rivers baby face, and heard
her good-naturcd giggle. Nan always
held her I'D as pattern of 1.-THE sort OF
woman men always admire-a pretty
foolIr a lding, seven my husband adOres
her =, And L never contradicted these
statements. for what is the use! One ex-
celIent receipt for family peace is, Never
argue with your wire. -,
Rnt one Sunday Nan was too ill or toe
idle TO 90 to church. She talked vaguely
ahout a headache. l knew very well
what that meant: her new bonnet had
not come the day before, and it was hot
Sunday in May. left her on the lounge
with n new book and salts bottle, look
ing very lovely in her rose and white
wrapper, and not at all ill, and went my
way.
A certain circumstance detained ht
half an hour after service, and Wneh
Opened the door, hot and tired. was
charmed to see the cool fresh salad anO
lobster arrayed for lunch beside pitcher
of claret. Nan at once came between
me and this vision of bliss to hot and
thirsty man.
Where have you bcen?" she cried
with gushing emphasis. IL worried so
thought you had fit or sunstrOke.
And with these words she threw herself
into my arms and received due greeting:
but hardly had my lips met hers than she
drew herself off suddenly and glanced
at me.
"Jack," said she. sternly, ''you have
been home with Nellie Rivers. | know
it,"
"Do you ?" returned 1 coolly. "Are
you quite sure?''
perfectly, sir / smell amber laven
der, and nobody else in these days uses
that Old-fashioned stuff. o, Jack! and
me at home sick. Very WELL"
sat down i'm the nearest chair and
shouted with laughter. This was, in
deed, what Mr.. Weller. jr., would have
called rum 60" Mans eyes blazed
and laughed the more.
Then she burst into tears. and with the
effective aid from fresh and delicate bit
Of handkerchief, covered her face and
cried bitterly.
"Come, Man," said I; ''this stuff In
sheer nonsense. What if did go home
with Nellie Rivers?"
"It-is-isn't that" she sobbed. ''But
yOu must have stayed there long time
or been very-well-very near to her, to
have your coat smell Of amber laven-
der"
will do my wife the justice to say
that she blushed holly at these last words
As she ought to have done. l rushed at
once into facts.
"YOu are quite right my dear"-and
here let me take moment to bless that
delightful phrase, my DEAR" which say;
so much in so little, according to its in
tOnatiOn and emphasis. No man can be
called, plausibly, a brute. who says ''my
dear" to his wife. Yet | am sure Nar
felt my just Indignation and disgust fal
more deeply when said it than if had
expressed my sentiments i'm pure. ner
vOus SaXon-"YOu are quite right, my
dear. L have been holding Miss River:
in my arms. with her head on my shout
der. for al least fifteen minutes"
Nan looked at me her great dark gray
eyes widened and darkened. and her thin
Eostrils dilated, the flush passing from
her face as she gazed.
| know that she looked rene. though
unsmilng. but did not speak.
Jack, what do you mean"
Il mean that Nell. Rivers tainted
dead away in her seat in church. No
body WAS with her. SO picked her up
| luckily found a carriage at the churcl
! door, carried her home with her head on
nv shoulder, and laid her. still
| unconscious, OH the sofa. AMI thel
| went tor the doctor. who says il is an at
| tack of the brain fever"
Poor little thing. didn't know she
had any brains"
"NanOn,"
An with that this inexplicacle crea
| ture, the veriest woman | ever saw, flung
! herself into my arms and cried worse
| than ever.
I'm glad to say she did all i'm her pow.
er for little Nellie. and even professed Il
be sorry when that beautiful shining
hair was all cut off.
| But if groaned i'm spirit about Mans
| nose after this, it was not long until
| had reason to bless it. There was
smallpox panic in the city, but we ha(
not feared it, for our quarter was higf
and clean, and in no way exposed to in
| lection: so we were very carleS
about being vaccinated. One night we
had been to concert with cousin from
| Boston. There had been many encore:
| which heightened the performance, an(
our seats were near the stage. George
Stevens was to take the midnight train
and the depot was ut least mile from
the concert hall. He must be there
early to get some baggage re-checked
and it was half-past eleven when VIZ
reached the door and found it raining
One carriage had been left on the stand
| but had it brought up to the door a
once; though it was not nice one it wa
at least shelter. l helped Nanon up tt
the step, but the moment her head en-
tered the vehicle she shrank back an(
jumped down on the pavement.
Il can't 60 into that thing. Jack.
smells of something dreadful"
don't be absurd, Nanon," said
keep your handkerchief to your nose
and get in, George will be late"
81 can't, Jack; l can't. Please dom
get in there, George. know you'll
have something if you do. We all shall
Oh, don't, dont!"
L must say L was vexed. The driver
swore by all the saints, and the devil be-
sides, that no sick man nor anything ou