Middletown transcript., 1876-02-19
THE WAY TO KEEP HIM.

"Out again tonight" said Mrs
Hayes, fretfully, as her husband ros
from the tea table, aud donned his gres
coat.
Eyes, l have an engagement wit
Moore; l shall be in early; have
light in the library; good night" an
with careless nod, William Hayes LEI
the room.
always the way" murmured Lizzi
Hayes, sinking back upon a sofa /; 'ou
every night; l don't believe he care
one bit about me now, and yet view
only been married two years. NJ
man has a more orderly house;
am not bit extravagant, and yet
don't believe he loves me any more
Oh! dear, why is it? l wasn't rich
be didn't marry me for money. and b.
must have loved me then-why does
be treat me with SO much neglect 2
And with her mind filled with such
fretful queries. Lizzie Hayes fell asleeE
on the sofa.
Let me paint her figure as she lay
there. She was blonde, with small,
graceful figure. and very pretty face.
The hair, which showed by its rich
waves it's natural tendency to curl, was
brushed smoothly back, and gathered
into rich knot at the back-.'it was
such bother to curl it," she said
her cheeks were pale, and the whole
face wore discontented expression.
Her dreys was a neat chintz wrapper,
but she wore neither collar nor sleeves
whats the use dressing up for Viii.
liam p
Lizzie slept soundly for two hours,
and then awoke suddenly. She sat
up, glanced at the clock, and sighed
drearily at the prospect Of the long in
terval still to be spent alone before bed
time.
The library was just over the room
in which she sat, and down the furnace
6ue. through the register, voice came
to the young wife's ears; it was her
husbands:
''Well, Moore, what's a man to do I?
l was disappointed. and I must have
pleasure somewhere. Who would have
fancied that Lizzie Jarvis. SO sprightly
and loving could have changed to the
fretful dowdy she is nov? Who wants
to stay at home to hear his wife whiu-
ing all the evening about her trouble
some servants, and her headache and
al sorts Of bother? She's got the
knack of that drawling whine so pat,
that. 'pon my life, 1 don't believe she
can speak pleasant"
Lizzie sat as if stunned. Was this
true? She looked into the glass. If
not dowdy, her costume was certainly
not suitable for an evening. even if it
we're an evening at home with only Will
LA m to admire She arose and softly went
10 her own room. with bitter, sorrowful
thoughts. and firm resolution to win
back her husbands heart, and then bis
owe regained to keep it.
The next morning, William came
nto the breakfast room in bis usual
careless manner, but a bright smile
'ame to his lips as be saw Lizzie. A
pretty chintz, with pretty collar and
leeves Of snowy muslin, and wreath
# soft. full curls. had really metamor-
,hosed her. while the blush her hus-
'and's admiring glance called up to her
heck. did not detract from her beauty.
1t 6rst William thought there must be |
guest, but glancing around be found
hey were alone.
Come. William. your coffee will be
tone cold" said Lizzie. in a CHEEKY
leassnt voice.
1T must be cool till you sweeten my
with a kiss" said her hus-
and, crossing the room to her side;
nd Lizzie's heart bounded as she recog-
ized the old lovers tone and manners.
Not one fretful speech, not one CON-
laint. fell upon Williams ear through
,e meal. The newspaper. his usual
place during that hour. lay untouched.
) Lizzie chatted gaily on every pleas
nt subject she could think of, warming
, bis grati6ed interest and cordial
lanners.