Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1878-01-25

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ness mingling with tie sclt czdehce u
the husbands 5 voice IS he addressed the
little wife whose sensitive heart caught
the echo, making her eye less bright
and binishing the sunlight from her face.
There was q tremor in the voice thai
replied 81 will try to do better, Stuart. "
avery well. darling, let this pass, but
you must do better. / want my wife q
model of method. Iwatched you, Mol
lie; you did not put the music where
you thought. On the contrary, It dropped
behind the harp, and secured Il to
teach you this lesson. Here IL is now,
let me hear Il, little one"
He arose while speaking, and cross
ing to the pile OF prints on the table
took:from beneath themhhe missing piece
and handing IT to his vile sat down 70
listen.
Softly, sweetly, the notes fell from
her quiyering lips and her fingers
trembled over the liquid strings. The
wife's heart was speaking, the husband
heard and was strangely touched, and
he murmured to himself. show well she
sings it-she is still a child"
A tender caress, and softly spoken
''thanks, little one" was the wife's re-
ward.
"Now, Mollie, darling. / must 60 70
the Office, ] have an important paper e
overlook before night"
81 thought you were going to bring il
home"
II was, but concluded to examine
IL at the Office"
It was only q white fib-what Of 1t !
A curious, peculiar smile played
around the young wife's rosebud mouth
and the long lashes veiled the merri-
ment that sparkled in her eyes as she
demurely answered, don't stay long,
Stuart"
.'NOt i'll can help, darling
"wby. Stuart, you are late, You
Took weary. Ten me hnss
band ?"
'''I don't believe am wen. little one. -
"Let me get you cordial, and away
she few ere he could detain her.
"The little darling thinks am sick
so am. Umpti I Would not have her
to know ofmy carelessness for the world.
Pshaw What shall I do i-the case
will soon be called. II Is too bad, toe
bad, this fballsiCus trick Of ckaHce.
At all events my title wife must moi
know OF it. By Jove tins anxiety has
really gwen me a headache"
Scarcely was the soiiloquy concluded
when Mollie glided into the room with
a waiter containing a delicious cordial
prepared by herself, a spray filed with
cologne water. There came q apeniteni
expression in her countenance as she
noted the flushed face of her husband
his corrugated brow, indicative of vain
and thought. Tendefly she eoaxed him
to drink the cooling draught, then ar.
ranging the pillows as only woman
can, she beguiied him to rest awhile on
the comfortable lounge. Caressingiy
her hand wandered over the heated
brow, smoothing the wrinkles BY hel
mesmeric touch, Turing bim to dream
land where his loss was forgotten fol
awhile. On awakening the pain was
gcae, but memory kept before him the
fact Of bis loss and deprived him Of all
appetite for the tempting rePast spread
before him.
"It is late, Stuart dear. do no. 90 tc
the Office. Your business Is not 50 ur-
gent that you cannot postpone it till to-
morrow"
"Yes. darling. ] am compelled to go
but shall not remain away long. fmust
overlook those papers Of which ! spoke
By-bye. pet"
"Wait moment, Stuart, you Jeff
this on the library table this morning
but perhaps you did II purposeiy."
There was an information ofsuppressed
laughter in her voice and an expression
Of mischief in her dark eye as she held
out the package alluded to.
A rosy flush suffused Stuart Morton'I
face as he took the proEered parcel, and
looking into those dear, odalesque eye.
of his wife, he saw that she knew all
"Oh! you saucy little one. You have
conquered. have taught me lesson
shall not easily forget. need not s.
to the Office now. but why did my little
wife subject me to 50 much anxiety Z
81 want my husband model ofmeth
cd, J" she lsughingly quoted. In return
for which, she was embodied in her hus
bands arms, While both laughed ovel
the cute way Moliie revealed that even
the nonpareil Stuart was not perfect
but above all the necessity Of iorbear
ance.