The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1878-10-10

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CHAPTER III.
"Why do you not write a story after
the orthodox plan, in which there
shall be an illustration Of perfect happi-
ness in the marriage relation >"
This question, 1 know, is asked by
my reader, as he turns with a tiuge of
annoyance TO chapter third Of this every
day tale, lured, in spite Of himself, to
pursue while yet abusing it.
Because, my gentle friend, were ]
to attempt it, you would not peruse my
cogitations beyond the second chapter.
The lives OF the few who are so happily
married that they suffer from no jars or
discord in assimilating to perfect con
jugal union, are calm and tranquil as a
summers lake, surrounded by low, un-
broken plain, unrelieved by frowning
mountains, dashing torrents, or tower
ing trees. There is nothing to say OF
them save that they are happy
] remember a now aged relative who,
in my childhood's days, would some
times get merry through deep potations
Of apple-jack. At such times he was
the delight Of the children, for be was
always ready to tell them a story. But
sometimes, when our ears were attuned,
aud our brains on the alert for some
thing unusual, he would oblige US by
the "happy story of John McGlory."
And that was all there was of it. Hap
piuc-s tells its own story. I believe in
The Ultimate sacred utility OF every
thing. Even unhappiuess has its uses;
for it is through il that We learn TO
bridge the torrents of ignorance, scale
the mountains Of prejudice, aud fell the
forests of opposition.
80, good reader, If you have intro
ducei yourselves to these columns in
the belief OF expectation that you were
only 20 watch matrimonial bark afioat
on "a summer Jake iu perfect calm, or
moored at ease under ihe ice or an over
jutuug bank, where there was nothing
but happiness for the author to expati-
ate upon, you are doomed % disap-
poiusmeut. But know you will not,
on that account, refuse to follow my
heroines-for there are two Of thsm-
through the checkerel aud eventful
course marked out for them 10y the fin
ger of inevitable fate.
The sieepiug-room OF The sisters, Lille
and Grace, was directly over the COM
bined sitting-room aud chamber as
signed 90 their guests.
"Grace. hate your exclaimed
Lille, Der eyes flashing fire, aud hel
face otherwise hard and expres-ionles
as stone.
"Do you % answered Grace, " no wa
too happy 20 care for a taunt tha
might, az another time, have provoke
am equally wicked reply.
''Ies, DO"
"Nhy q"
The sisters stood eying each othe
with an attitude and air that only
Raphael might commit To canvas
Pen OF mine could never do 10 justice.
81 hate you because you have stole
my Iover1
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