The daily gazette., 1880-02-16
CURED.
By WALTER BRETT.

"Sitting up, Emp What a little goose
Crying? Why, what's the matter? Any
thing happenedw
Anything happened Oh, George, It'll
half-past one o'clock; yesterday 1t wa
twelve, and two-yes, two o'clock
Thursday week."
"Time does fly" said George. "How
late l used TO stay with you in courtinf
times, eh ? Remember, Emmy ?"
"Remember?" repeated Mrs. aarka.
way. "Oh, / never thought then that II
would come to this ~
IL did not know you had such tenn.
per then, Emmy" said George-'didn'i
think you could scold. What have
done ? What has IL come TO ?"
"To my spending my time alone for
the most part" said Mrs. Harkaway.
"Not a year married, and day after day,
evening after evening, here l sit and
nope. You are absolutely out all the
time"
"Why, Emma" said George, lazily
lighting cigar, 'Im home every night,
I'm sure"
"Every nightp Oh, George Harkaway r'
said Mrs. Harkaway, with hysterical
Sob, and left the room, and, am sorry
"Oh, dear!" said the poor little wom-
an to herself, as she stood alone in the
next room. "Who could have believed
that he didn't care anything about me
ale made love TO me, Pm sure-he
would not let me speak to another man
he sat with bis arms about my waist
whole evenings-he called me an angel,
and said he'd lay down his life for me ;
and now-Oh, wish was dead"
And this not because her spouse had
actually done anything cruel, or that she
suspected him of being unfaithful, but
that he had behaved just as many hus-
band does behave TO the little girl he
marries.
He takes her from papa and mamma,
brothers and sisters-from the thousand
and one pleasant flirtations-from the
friendships, plaJonic or otherwise, which
she has perfect freedom to make.
He makes love for month or two,
whisks her away on wedding tour, and
after then is "not always home every
night"
How she is to amuse herself he never
ask.
He forgets, or, perhaps, remembers too
well, that she can properly have no other
escort--that she cannot even receive calls
from gentlemen as she used, and then he
wonders that she mopes and fades.
Cards with bachelor friend the
theatre, without the necessity OF dress
ing as when in ladies' company, with the
same companion; long fishing excur-
slons, also in bachelor society-these
filled out Georges non-business hours,
and left little Emmy solus.
He had never spoken a cross word to
her.
He always kissed her when he came
in, and cared not for any other wo-
man.
Emmy pouted over her breakfast next
morning, and gave no response to
Georges parting salute.
Indeed she was SO chilling that he
felt uncomfortable, and resolved to sur
prise her by coming home and being
very good that evening.
He carried the plan out, and they had
what Emmy called "nice old-fashioned
time"
But, alas, there was Bob Cherry still
alive.
And this old-fashioned time was but
an oasis in the desert. Emmy was In
despair.
Instead of going out to walk In her
new bonnet, she stayed at home and
looked out Of the window.
One poor little sparrow, a city bird,
afraid of nothing, sometimes came down
from the caves, and perched upon her
window sill.
Ii was a great comfort to Emily to
feed 1t with bread crumbs.
One day she was trying to make
A pretty plant flower again in the win
dow.
She was npping it with her scissors,
when she heard whistle from a win
dow opposite.
She looked up with start.
A gentlemen was leaning out of the
and as she caught sight of him
her cheeks flushed, and she burst into
low, pleasant laugh.
He drew his head in she did the |
'ame.
Then she ran to the glass, adjusted |
her crimps, put on new nectie, settled |
ner sash, and went back to the win |
dow.
In ten minutes knock came at the |
ioor, and a boy handed her a little |
note.
EMMY" said George as he suddenly
urned from the looking-glass one morn
ng not long after this, ''what are you
looking at?
"What is there to see out of this win
iow?" asked Emmy, not looking at
lim.
George gave her singular glance,
md eros ed the room.
"Impertinent rascal r' he said. "1'll
wear he was staring into this ROOM"
"Oh, no, he wasn't, George" said
Emmy.
"Shut the shutters, Emmy" said
George.
'Nonsense !" said Emmy.
George shut them himself.
"You mustn't look out of that win
low so much, child"