The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1878-09-20
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pyp n I ever cause you a moments
unhappincss-may I wear horns for
ever. like my 6endish prcmpter. Fa'
Their and mother dote upon you; won't
you try to love them, petf'
Thus spoke young and handsome
husband to his beautiful bride during
their honeymoon, while on a visit to
his parents. al0Qfil
The youthful Rosa folded her hands
mcekly over her bosom and answered
solemnly:
"wilbor, thy people shall he my
people,
So far good, but soon misunderstan
dings and hearfaches. arising from
conflicting tastes and habits. over
Swallowed their little romance.
The happy couple became tired Of
visiting, and disgusted with Boarding
then they went to housekeeping,
and having ample means, furnished
their house in elegant style. Rosa
was satisfied, hut thought that one
more picture was needed to GIL a Ger.
tain vacancy on the parlor wall. and
whenever she expressed a particular
wish for any thing, Wilbur, lover.
like, was quick to crafty il. One
day she was surprised and delighted
to find that he had placed one there.
She was q woman of cultivated tastes,
and was really shocked upon exs min.
ing IL more closely.
II was representation OF the death
Of Washington-the mourning family
with different expressions of grief
upon their countenances were grouped
around the dying hero-a negro, black
as night, peepcd from behind the dra.
perry of the bed, while above lowered
the Goddess Of Liberty with a SORROW
fal, halfaverted face. II was painted
in glowing colors, in most execrable
taste. N Va
Rosa turned away in dismay, and
met the smiling eyes of her husband,
who had entered unperceiyed,
"what do you think Of il, DEAR"
he pleasantly inquired.
at is the most horrible daub ever
saw, " she replied, scornfally.
"Daub, Rosa? The painting is
somewhat faulty, ] admit, but the de-
sign is fine, is it not Observe the
figure Of Liberty mourning the loss of
her champion"
"Indeed," said his wife, mischiev-
ously, 81 cant decide whether the
goddess is weeping over the dead gen.
eral, or over the intensely black negro
who appears TO be wiping his nose
upon the curtains. 'Isuppose this is
me Of your jokes. Wilbur, but pray
remove this unsightly blot Immediate
ly. lest some inopportune visitor hap
pens 10 and yhamss spsW q :
mo. Rosa, l intend it shall re-
MAN," he replied. emphatically; "it
Is very impressive picture"
Very ssid she, sarcastically,
nothing can be more impressive than
! death scene-it is especially sugges-
i've for the walls Of a parlor."
"Rosar
"W1Jswy
''You are fool he exclaimed,
With rising anger.
Then I'm not q suitable wife for n |
Gentleman Of discriminating tastes
nd politeaess." she resofted with bit.
erness.
Then she rushed to her own room,
brew hesself upon Achsir, flung her
rms half across the table and burst
lto storm Of hysterical sobs.
All their little variances arose to
er mind; how very singular that
Wilbur should admire this odious
icture; she had often heard his Judi.
'ous oomments,upon various works of
1T; never before had she known him
D be SO deficient in judgment. Surely
here must be some hidden motive for
lch conduct.
What could il be! The longer she
this idea the more con.
inced she became that there was
'ystery attached to il, and feeling
! jealousy was aroused in her heart.
While INDUCING in the luxury of
lis good cry, a lady friend called, and
lie was obliged to calm herself suffi.
emily TO receive her.
Dear Mrs. Plant" she exclaimed,
teously, 81 am very unbappv. vii.