The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1875-11-12
ONE WOMAN'S WASTED LIFE.

Few ONE have ever loved more
tcnderlv than Mrs. Farley did when she
was married. She thought her young
husband the very flower of his race; his
beauty delighted her, and the manly no.
bilitv she fancied, and the genius to
which al testified, made it seem that,
if man was Il little lower than the an
gels, then he wa 4 little more than man.
She wondered (Which was NATURALLY,
and told him of it (Which was unwiSc),
what he saw in her->mall, poor, plain;
and he would laugh and declare propin-
quitv did half the mischief that was
done. and sometimes add that she had
4 beauty which satisfied him. In the
first flush Of her marriage, in what sun
shine, IN what rosy happiness, little
Mrs. Farley walked. Oh. but it was a
brief flush, Brief As it was, the memo
w of K vas all she had to warm herself
with for many a dreary day that follow
ed. The honeymoon was not passed
before ~ne knew that hers was the too
common fate of those who marry an
idol-she was to do all the worShiplng.
Not that lie recognized it in such set
style: She only felt dimly that she had
little Worship herself, yet somehow was
content-wi,h t vague shade in the
backrrcund-at being allowed to wor-
ship. The worst was when Mrs. Farley
found herself unable to worship.
Yet that was not Immediately. What
was Immediately, though, was the cir
cumstance that Mr.. Farley so diSliked
being called uxorious that he neglected
his wife cruelty, and the nights she lay
crying alone taught her the dominant
KEY in his character, though she dared
not call it by name-in this man she
had SO adOredi Mr.. Farley was much
absent about his work, moreover,
his steps being led here and there
for sketches, frequently where she
could not accompany him. That she
never minded, 50 long as she could sit
in the studio afterward and watch his
pictures grow. They grew very slowly,
Mr.. Farley was 4 dawdler; he liked tC
paint a little, and then light his pipe
and lie down. He said he was mellow.
ing his ideas: he was really taking his
ease. Then he would paint a little
more, and suddenly throw down pal
cite, brush, maul-Stick, declare he must
change the poles, and take his French
novel, or else 90 for 4 friend and Z;
stroll. When Mrs. Farley had limited
in the sweetest manner, that a littl,
more effort would keep the tide of in
SEPARATION clear, Mr.. Farley had replied
that of all things a locker on was thu
most hindering, and had locked the stu
dio door, where, of course, Mrs. Earle,
sat no r
Nevertheless, it was not long before
many things were badly needed in thu
household. When they were supplied
Mr.. Farley never inquired into thei
source; he never gave enough though
to them to imagine they had a source
and when he saw Mrs. Farley busy wit
the fancv-work she had procured from
a dealer, he thought she might be bet
ter employed. I~tnever occurred to him
when article by article of his underwca
was replaced, that it was not somethin;
which had slipped out of sight and es
capped use; and when now and then b
found an unexpected bank-nOte in hi
rocket. small though its dimension
were, he called that pocket the widow
cruise. and said it was a way his none
always had. Of course Mrs. Earle
never received any thanks for deeds c
which he was unconscious; and not tn
least of her pain was that he was SCUM
conscious. He should have been cor
sciOus, he should have thought; II h
had loved her, he would have thought
Yet, after his way, he did love her-a
well as he'could love any body but hin
self, the being in whom he was CON
pletely wrapped.
When they were married, Mr.. Farley
living after Bohemian fashion in
couple of rooms, took his wife there
and they dined at a pretty restaurant
pleasant walk away. But when NJ