The Lake Charles echo. [volume] (Lake Charles, Parish of Calcasieu, La.) 1876-1898, 1879-02-01
HER HOLIDAY.
"A HUsBANDs's STORY.
London Society.


Yes, it was to be her holiday-'sal for
her" Nobndy else was to have any
share in it except myself--that is, il
going as her courier, paymaster, and
general factetum could be called having
a share in g holiday.
We had been married nearly ten wears,
and what with the cares Of home and the
training OF numerous olive,braEches, she
had never had any chance of q rest. OF
course, we bad been to the seaside FREE
.guently, an3 all that sort of thing; but
then, surrounded by children and nurses,
these trips had only been continuation
of the general Isondon responsibilities,
plus the worries and Inconvenience of
lodgings or hotels. Moreover, within
the last few years there had been some
Trouble in her family, which had acted
very preludioially BON her sedative and
high-stsnng nature. So now we were
going away alOne--gning to leave all the
children at homeiin the charge of grand
mamma--were going abroad for six
weeks together wherever she wished.
Her will was TO be paramount; i was to
be her slave--to pay the bill and LOOK
after the luggage. Her affection and I'M
firing devotion to her duties deserved no
less. She had thoroughly qualified her
self Tor enjoying holiday; she had
earned 1t. Italy" she said, '"where
there was sunlight, beauty and quiet"
GGoodl 4 waved my magician's wand,
rubbed the lamp, or spread the carpet,
or did anyone of those wonderful things
which necromancers of yore wont to do
when desifing to be transported TO dis. \
tant splac s--0r, rather, j sresarted ta
the modern golden equivalent for such !
pr0ceedings--ana we found ourselves
certainly, as il by magic. at Lucerne.
Thence we were 10 take lit easy, and 30
logged along over the St. Gothard Pass,
and Dropped into Italy at the L0carno
end OF the Lago Maggiere.
Bythis time she was beginning to en-
Joy herself thoroughly; she had got over
the fatigue, and already looked much a.
she did the day j married her. Yes. 1T
was very delightful to see her so well
and happy.
why, it's like a honeymoon over
again. she said; FOR rather it is rs i'd
there had been no break and that il wasl
only the continuation of those early 4
days.
We spent hours and hours .ppop the
lake, beneath the awnings % the fat
DO toned boats, those first inceptiOns of
the gonG0la or we wandered i,p 10 the
picturesgn oldsconvent or sanctuary OIL
the Mond0nna del Sasso, set like o Jewel
amid the blue hills behind the town.
And there in the soft autumn evenings
we cat and watched the glorious SUNSET,
and the b0nndless panorama of Alp,
plain and lake, while the bell in the
campanile hard by called the peasansry
to vespers, and the pealing of the deep
toned organ resonnded through the
choir.
We selected Localno as halting-
place, because 1T was at that time, and ia
70 partly still, out of the rush of the
tourist. "A primitive place, with simple
civil people willing to serve aud obligeg
and without having for the fiFst
question in their minds, q What shall we
get by it7n Thus we came TO know
some of them living up near the sanctu-
sry, and TO speak or nod when We
met from lime to time.
Notably among these was o mother, \:
ind ,child--a sweet little churby cherabl
if q boy about four. The Italian folksll
n the north are n0tas "a rule handsonae,
3ut this mother Was an exception, and
he child was like. Superior, too In ali
abe locked better born, bred. |,