The semi-weekly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1879-1882, 1881-09-15
THE WAY TO KEEP HIM.

LIE Wal ~ hEEF HIN.
"Out again tonight" said Mrs.
Hayes, fretfully, as her husband rose
from the tea table and donned his
great coat.
Eyes; have an engagement with
Moore; shall be in early; have a-light
10 the library; good-by." And with
careless nod William Hayes left
the room.
always the way murmured Liz
zie Hayes, sinking back upon the sofa.
"Out every night. i don't be-
lieve he cares one bit about me now,
and yet we have only been married
two years. No man can have more
orderly house, and | never go any
where. / am not q bit extravagant,
and yet I don't believe he loves me
any more. O dearl Why is i'll ] wasn't
rich; he didn't marry for my money,
and he must have loved me then.
Why does he treat me with 50 much
neglect" And with her mind filed
with such frightful queries Lizzie
Hayes fell asleep on the sofa.
Let me paint her pict1re as she lay
there. She was blonde, with a
small graceful figure, and very pretty
face. The hair, which showed by its
waves Its natural tendency to curl,
was brushed smoothly back and gath
erd into rich knot at the back at
was such bother to curl it," she
said; her cheek was pale, and the
whole face wore q Disconnected sx-
preston. Her dress was a neat
chintz wrapper, but she wore neither
collar or cuffs. "What's the use Of
dressing up just for William 7"
Lizzie slept aoundly for two hours
and then awoke suddenly. She sat
up, glanced at the clock, and sighed
drearily at the prospect of the long
interval still to be spent before bed
tire.
The library was just over the room
in which she sat, and down the fur
mace fue, through the -egister, a voice
came to the young wife's ears; it was
her husbands .'Well, Moore, what's
. man to do3 I was disappointed,
and I must have pleasure somewhere.
Who would have fancied that Lizzie
Jervis, 50 pretty, and loving, could
change to the fretful doWdy. she ID
nowa Who wants to stay at home to
hear his wife whining all the evening
about her servants and her headache,
and all sorts Of bothers 7 She's got
the knack Of that drawing whine 90
pat--pon my life, I don't believe she
can speak pleasantly"
Lizzie sat Is If stunned. Was this
true? She looked In the glass. IF
not exactly dowdy, her costume was
certainly not suitable for an evening
with only William to admire. She
rose and softly went to her bed room
with bitter sorrowful thoughts, and q
firm resolution to win back her hus-
bands heart, and then his lovesre-
gained to keep it.
The next morning William came
into the breakfast room, with his
usual careless manner, but bright
smile came on his lips as he saw Liz
zie. A pretty chintz with neat col
lar and cuffs Of snowy linen, with a
wealth of soft, full curls, had really.
mehmorphosed her; while the blush
Of her husbands admiring glance
called up to her cheek did not dis
tract from her beauty. At first Will
liam thought there might be a guest:
but glancing around, he found that
they were alone.
aCome William, your coffee will
soon be cold" said Lizzie, in a cheer
full and pleasant voice.
at must cool till you sweeten my
breakfast with kiss" said her, hus~
band, crossing the room to herside,
and Lizzie's heart bounded, as she
recognized the old lovers tone and
manners.
Not one fretful speech, not one
complaint fell upon the ear of Will
liam through the meal. The news
paper, the usual solace Of the hour,
lay untouched, % Lizzie shatssd gully