Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1881-06-23

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did not inteSest him ss usual. Ever ant
anon he would come TO a passage which b,
knew would please vito, and iustiuotiyeI,
he turned as though he would read It aloud
70 her; but there was no wife to hear IL
AT half past eight ho rose from bis chai,
and he began to pace tho floor and whistle
Iheo he vent and got his flute and played
seversl of his favorite airs. After this he
got chess board aud played game with
an imaginary partner. Then be walked
tho floor aud whistled again. Finally, the
clock struck nine aud his wife returned.
"Wen, George" said she, III am back
IN good time. How have you enjoyed
yourself7"
"Ospitaily," returned the husband. ~
had no idea it was so lato. 1 hope you have
enjoyed yourself"
20, splendidlyl" said bis wife. "I bad
no idea how much enjoyment there was
away from home. Home is dull place after
all-isu't it?"
"Why-no--I can't say that it is," re-.
turned George, oarelessly. ''In fact" he
added, III rather like It,"
~ am glad of that" retorted Emma,
for we shall both enjoy ourselves now.
You ehall have nice comfortable week of
it."
George WINGED at this, but he kept his
oountenance aud determined to stsnd it out.
On the next evening Emma prepared to
90 away again.
Il shall be back in good time" said sbo.
"Where are you goiug7" her hust and
asked.
ooh! cant tell exactly. 1 may 60 to
several places"
So George Wilson was left alone again
and ho tried to amuse himself as before;
but he found it difficult task. Ever aud
anon he would cast his Dyes upon that va.
cant chair and the thought would come:
" How pleasant it would bo il she were
herel" The clock finally struck nine and
he began to listen for the step of his wife.
Half an hour more slipped by and he be.
came very nervous and uneasy.
III deolare," he muttered to himself,
otter he had listened for some time in vain,
"this is too bad. She ought not to stay 30
late" But he happened to remember that
he often remained away much later than
that. 80 he concluded that no must make
tho best of it,
AT quarter to ten Emma came home.
"a little late, am not?' sho said, look
ing up at the olook. "But I fell in with
some old friends. How have you enjoyed
yourself7"
"First rate" returned George, bravely.
~ think home is capital place."
"Especislly when man can have it all
TO himself" added the wife, with sidelong
glance at her husband. But he made no
reply.
On tho next evening Emma prepared to
60 out as before; but this time she kissed
her husband ere she went and seemed to
hesitate.
"Whero do you think Of going2" George
asked, in on undertono.
~ may drop in to see Uncle john" re-
piled Emma. "However, you won't be
uneasy. You'll know Tm safo."
"Oh, certainly" said her husband; but
when left to his own ref ction he began to
ponder seriously upon the subject thus pro
sented for consideration. lie could not
read-ho could not play--nor enjoy him.
self in any way while thot chair was empty.
ln short, he found that home hod no real
comfort without his wife. The one thing
needed to make his home cheerful was not
present
~ declare" he said to himself, "I did not
think it would DO 60 lonesome. And can
il be that she feels as do when she is
here oil aloue2 1t must be so,' he pursued
cit is just az she says. BE.
Fore we we're married sho was very happy
10 her childhood's home. Her parents
oved her, and they did all they could to
make her comfortable"
After this he walked up and down tho
room several times, aud then stopped again,
and comnuned with himself.
81 can't stand this!" said he. III should
die in week. If Emma wero only here,
think | could amuse myself very well.
How lonesome aud dronry it is! And only
eight O'clock! declare-I've mind to
aaIk down as far as Uncle Johns and see
t she is there. It would be relief if l
'nly saw her. She shan't know yet that /
aold out 80 family"
George Wilson took another turn across
The room, glanced once more at the clock,
md then took his hat and went out He
ocked the door aftor him and then bent
MS steps towards Unole Johns. 1t was a
beautiful, moonlight night, end the air was
keen and braoiug. He wss walking elopg,
with his eyes bent upon the pavement,
when be heard light step approaching
him. He looked up, and-he could not be
his wife. His fret impulse
was to avoid her, but she had recognized
him.
GEORGE" she said, in surprise, ''is that
your"
ut is" was the response.
"And you do not pess your evenings at
homer"
"This is the first time have been out,