Weekly Trinity journal., 1878-05-25
THE YOUNG WIFE'S LESSON

Indeed, Charley, don't think you
ought to expect it of me !"
Clara Arden stood coloring, and evil
IDENTIFY annoyed, in the midst of her nice
little drawing room, while her husband
leaned against one Of the pulled damask
chairs, pulling unconsciously at his long
beard.
" 1t won't be much, Clara" said he,
" Fenwicll is too sensible follow to OK
pect any great performance from SO young
housel<eepor as you are"
THAT'S all nonsonso!" said Mrs. Ar
den.
" les but, Clara, daring"-
"There's no use wasting any further
argument on the question:" said Clara,
setting her lips together. " Whom you
invited him here to dinner without con-
sulting me you made very great mis-
take"
But what am to do ? I'vo asked
him, and there's no alternative"
" Yes, there is. DO as other gentle,
men do, and invite him into tho restau-
rant-that is, if you must keep this head
long engagement"
" But | never did such thing in my
life before" said porpe1ed Charley.
And hope you never will again, i"
replied Mrs. Arden with some acorbity--
that is so far as inviting people without
any forethought goes I"
Tho color rose in Charley Ardon's
cheeks.
Clara" said he, "if you had asked a
dozen people here, my only thought
would be how to best Welcome Them
You are not housekecper," said
Clara, coldly, with u sick cook, anc
everything in disorder"
"Pshaw ~ said Mr.. Arden, as he wen
out, closing the door behind him will
more emphasis than was necessary.
Men are so selfish, so inconsideratel' =
she said to herself "As ifI would bray
the criticism of Oscar Fenwick, who In
dined at Partisan saloons and knows hal
a dozen arstocratc families where the
keep men cooks and regular dining-roon
servants. It's quite out Of the question
and so Charley might as well understan
first MS last. IfTncy hadn't been i'll wit
an intermittent fever, | might, perhaps
have tried to get up n nice dinner; f; bu
as it is no man could expect it Of mo-"
So Mrs Arden adjusted her pretty
shining braids of brown hair in tho glass
and nestled down in one corner OF TIN
sofa, to forget the wearisome trials ant
vicisstudes Of real life in the pages Of th
morning papers.
1t was late in the afternoon when a Wis
itor was announced, with rather unusua
abruptness, by the rcd armed maiden o
all work, who was trying to supply TIN
place Of the disabled Lucy according t.
the best Of her ability.
" Please, ma'am. it's Mrs. Marley >
Clara started up half ashamed of beinl
caught in her morning robes so late il
the dag.
"If it was any one but you, Mrs. Mar
ley" said she, laughing and bushing
4" | should apologize for my short com
iRgs. As it is, you are just in time b
take Off your thingsand stay to Dime
with me. I'm alone tonight and yor
society will be n real charity"
why, where is your husband :" ask
ed the visitor in surprise.
"Dining out"
Where?"
81 don't know. The fact IL, he me
an old college friend this morning, AM
in burst Of inconsiderate hospitality
SO like n man, you know-invited him T.
dinner. OF course refused to ratify th
invitation. What could do with Luc.
sick IN bed =? So told him he mus
take his friend to n restaurant or som
such place. He assented with rather
bad grace, must confess, so here | an
alone"
Mrs. Marley was n pretty, fair com
plexioned lady, with hair as white Il
snow. One Of those gentle, hopeful
motherly sort Of persons who are invalu
able to their friends. She shook her hea
as she listened to Mrs. Arden's story.
"Don't you think did right ?" Clar
asked, impulsively. Just consider ho'
am situated !"
at would have been some trouble an
responsibility" said Mrs. Marley, st
superintend the preparation Of such
meal as rou would like TO ask your hu'
bands guests TO sit down to but | thin