The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-02-10
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BY q. MANv1t1R FEM.

BY q. MANv1tLE FEM.
I'm afraid l was very foolish, but if q
woman is not trusting toward the man
She loves, where is her lover In those
ear y days, before time and trouble have
made me the faded old-young woman
that you see, people said 1 was pretty,
and was very, very glad. Not from
any weak, coquettish reasons. or from
tondness of admiration, but simply on
account of Harry, who liked me the bet
yer, know, because / had a handsome
face. -''''' 80 0--'
People tell me I was foolish to care for
him, and that had better look else
where; but my choice was made. and.
though my own father and mother shook
their heads at me and said it was mis-
take, l pleaded so hard on his behalf
that they ceased to find fault and so
matters went on.
was in service in those DAYS in a.
place that my mistress made quite q
home for me, and l should have been
very happy indeed but for my love-affair
with Harry. His troubles were. of
course, my troubles, and whom no used
9 9 gg SUI a fSFoSf6 and zen the he 4 about how harsh
and bitter his father was to him, | used
20 have many good cry on Lis &C
count.
''Im about the uuluckest fellow I'M
der the sun, Kitty" he used to say.
Father says I'm no good, and the
sooner | go across the seas the better"
But, Harry" | said "why not be
patient? Your father is old, and has had
endless troubles; it makes him peevish
and fretful. You should lear with him.
Do, pray, for my sake try"
Try! I've tried till | am sick of it.
Everything make in the workshop is
wrong, no ma ter how it's done, and the
more pains | take, the more he grum-
bles."
Whispered such comfort as [ could.
and, full of pity for the man I loved,
sympathized with him most thoroughly.
thinking that he was hardly dealt with,
but still urging patience aud forbear-
ance with those who, perhaps, were
unduly tried.
One summer evening I had permits
sion to go out, for Harry was to fetch
me, and take me t. his home to tea and
l.
flushed and excited, for dreaded meet
ing the old people, his father in artic-
ular, who was always so stern and harsh
with Harry.
1t was delicious evening, and all
seemed so bright and beautiful as I
walked across the fields with Harry that
mine seemed to be quite anew existence,
and | laughed merrily when he turned
to me and began to say that my cheeks
were quite flushed, and that he was
very glad, because he wanted me to look
my best and make pleasant impression
upon the old folks.
Harry's father was q carpenter and
builder in a small way of business, and
tradesman seemed so high above me
as servant that, as Preached the house,
the color faded from my cheeks, and [
grew quite pale as l felt sure that
Harry's people would think was not
good enough for their son.
And SO it seemed, when / entered the
snug parlor where tea was set out, and
the evening sunshine was making the
china and silver spoons glisten on the
letty-black tray, Everything, from the
flowers to the furniture, looked so
bright that for the moment l could do
nothing but admire the place. There l
was, gazing in q half-shrinBing fashion
at the stern-looking gray old man with
such keen blue eyes, and at the gentle
sweet-faced old lady who came to meet
me at the door.
They We're both very kind and polite
to me, but 1t seemed as if they hardly
liked my coming, and were distant and
cold. OF course this made me nervous,
and l sat there trembling in spite of the
rather boisterous way in which Harry
kept on talking and bantering me for
being so quiet and dull.
Why, mother" he said, "she's
generally as merry as cricket, and
goes about the house singing like
lark"
Let the young woman bide, Harry"
said his father quietly. "Shes eating
her meal, and behaving nicely enough.
What more do you want?"
81 don't want her to be glum, as a girl
with the toothache," said Harry, "aAd
want you to see her as she really is"
" We can see plainly enough, Harry"
said his mother, in rather cold way
and, of course all this made me more
uncomfortable than was before, so that
when, twice over, Harry began Joking
and making fun of me again, [ looked at
him so appeaingly, silently asking him
to leave off, that old Mr.. Smith noticed
it and frowned while an hour later,
when was quietly talking to Harry's
mother as | sat by her side doing some
needlework, Harry was really so fool
lshly bent on making me chatter and
sing or laugh, that old Mr.. Smith. who
was smoking his pipe by the window,
said sharply:
Harry, lad, I think you ought to try
and get some more brains before thou
takest wife. "
looked appeahngly at Harry, but he
jumped up IN passion, snatched his
cap from q peg in the passage, and went
out and banged the door.
An, said old MIR. Smith sharply,
that's Harry al over, and just what
he wanted--an excuse to get out.
Mrs, Smith looked sharply at me as
the tears gathered in my eyes, and. evil
IDENTIFY on my account, said quickly:
: Don't be so hard on Harry, father"
Hard who's hard on him? he
cried angrily; isn't he always getting
hold OF some excuse or another to shirk
what he ought to do. He might have
stopped in the night he brought his
sweetheart"
You're too hard on him. father"
said Mrs. Smith again.
yes-yes-in indeed, you are" I
cried, Indignantly, in passion of weep
ing, for could not bear to hear him
speak of Harry like that, and not saw a
word on his behalf. "You don't know
him, Mr.. Smith, as | do, for he's one 81
the best and truest of men. and. If Won