The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1885-02-26

may as well begin right away"
Exactly, Louis; that's just what
l think. Now, of course, you'll
leave off smoking, and won't think
of treating your friends, just to b,
'sociable'-of course l know you
don't care about it yourself; anC
as for interviewing the barber eve
ry morning and attending cham
payne sCppers in the eveing with
frivolous bachelors, who
NOW, just hold on, little girl;
began this conversation.
Eyes, sir; and I'm finishing it."
"But, my dear, you must abide
by my judgment"
Must, did l hear you say? Why
this assumption of noble dignity
my lord and master? But, Of
course, L will listen"
"Well, sauce box, to begin with
married people are generally digni-
fed. What ia becoming in a young
miss is very becoming in a married
woman"
"You don't sayr'
Yes, but do say. And now
remember you said you would lis
ten"
And haven't been listening?'
Then allow me to finish my re
marks. You must learn to be more
dignified, more circumspect; in fact,
| wosld like for you to drop some
of your impulsive manners. They
are very inconsistent with your
present position and the fact is, [
want you to put the repressor on
your conduct"
"Do you, indeed? Well, now,
Mr.. Weldon, would you not like a
glass Of water or a sip Of lemonade
after that long Winded speech?
You ought to get position as a
Sunday school superintendent, you
can give such good advice, and it
seems SO natural for you to COM
mand obedience"
"And I'm afraid its equally natu-
raj for you not to obey"
Now, Louis; 1 think it prudent
TO drop the conversation"
Agreed my dear"
And LOUIS Weldon and his
month old bride stopped talking
and looked straight at each other;
he was grave and digniied, and she
just as impudent and uncencerned
as possible.
Louis Weldon was a grave, proud
man, with a splendid intellect,
though somewhat prejudiced
against strong minded women.
And she, Leila Weldon, WAS one
of those gay, inexpensive girls who,
like a msttlsSome horse, chafed at
the least restraint.
She might be crushed, but she
could not be curbed; and there was
where Louis Weldon made q seri-
QUE mistake in Judging his wife; but
why he should care to suppress the
characteristics that had charmed
him in their lover days Ias a mys-
terry. to Leila.
She was a handsome girl, in the
dark style of beauty.
Her eyes were simply glorious.
The ideas of Louis Weldon and
his wife were generally different;
but they both agreed in one respect,
and that was their love for each
other.
They had spent nearly a month
roaming around sight seeing, and
they had been so happy, Leila
vaguely wondered if the perfect
heaven-caught rays of the honey
moon would continue to shine until
the setting of life's evening.
Now, Louis, don't want you to
scold me-" said Lelia, making
comical failure or trying to assume
. martyr like air as her husband
began to talk seriously.
"Of course l shall not scold you"
And Louis Weldon kissed the half
pouting lips. "But really, my
dear, I want you to abide by my
wishes"
with pleasure, Louis"
"Now L consider my judgment
superior to youIs in some things"
And if you can only convince
me of the last mentioned fact, l
suppose things generally will az
sumo that even tenor that is so ad-
mirable."
"Well, We won't discuss the mat
ter any further, at present"
And Louis Weldon lighted a CT
gar and strolled leisurely up town,
forgetting for the first time to leave
the accustomed kiss on Lella's scar
let mouth.
One thing was evident, thought
Weldon; Leila showed signs of re-
bslllon, and, in his judgment, to
have a happy home man must be
ruler.
And yet he didn't mean to be IN
kind.
Oh, MOI
No man ever does; but Leila
would not please him if she continu-
ed in the old irrepressible way.
One day, as he sat reading, e
pair of soft hands sundenly blinded
his eyes, and the owner of the hands
said gayly:
"Who is it?"
Leila
Eyes, sir; right the first time"
Leila, don't you know I don't
like to be disturbed when I'm read
ing"
Then you shouldn't read when
am present"
This paper is very interesting"
Complimentary to the paper"
And Leila began humming little
snatch of love songto hide the lump
that seemed swelling in her throat.
Leila L wish you who would
leave off singing those sentimental
songs" said Mr.. Weldon, without
glancing from his paper.
"Well, then, what you prefer
Hold the Fort or old Hundred2 ?"
But Mr. Weldon was reading q
very interesting item, and failed
to hear.
The next morning he was sitting
philosophicalIy smoking, when Leila