The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1885-05-06
a BIT OF REAL LIVE.

And pity thsel For thou wert-I.
A BIT OF REAL LIFE.
The capitalist was sitting in his
library after dinner having retired
to that comfortable apartment to
enjoy the cigar with which he
would not profane the drawing.
room atmosphere. To him pres.
emily came his wife, a pleasant,
inatronly woman, not far from his
own age, and handsomely dressed,
as became the wife Of a million.
aire. There was nothing extraor.
dinary about this couple. They
were rich Americans, quiet, unpre.
tentious people, who lived hand
somely, went 70 church on Sunday,
and endeavored to bring up their
children in a common.sense way.
They were on excellent terms
with each other, being Of domestic
tastes, and neither had ever con.
templated proceedings for divorce.
In short, they were, with the sole
exception of being somewhat rich.
Iet than The average, very credita.
BILE specimens of the great MAORI.
ty Of well.todo Americans who do
not get into the newspapers.
The capitalist laid drwn his pa.
per as the lady entered, Really, to
judge from his eyes, one would
have said he was rather glad to see
her. AS for her, she had evidently
something on her mind" and her
husband for the time being was Of
secondary Importance.
Sitting down she shaded her
eyes from the fire. "John," she
said, VI am troubled about Marsn.
ret."
$50 am l." said John. "was
thinking about her to-day"
"Is there anything that can be
done to make her life pleasanter
after she is married."
"Well-yes, | think there is"
and then be proceeded TO detail a
plan which so thoroughly coincid.
ed with his wife's views that she
actually-forty.fve as she was.
went over to him and kissed him.
"That's a good boyI" she said.
"Margaret'S man must soon be
here for his usual evening visit.
I'll give orders to have him brought
up and you can talk to him"
After giving the necessary di.
rections she went back TO the sit.
ting room. Presently a heavy
tread was heard in the passage way
and a big, sturdy man was usher.
ed into the library by an excep.
tionvlly neat and trusty.looking
maid.
The capitalist rose and shook
hands with his somewhat abashed
visitor. "Thank you, Margaret"
he said to the woman, an ring
presently. / want TO talk a little
business with Mr., Brown. You
may shut the door so that we shall
not be interrupted"
Margaret blushingly retired,
wondering greatly in her honest
heart what the "business" might
be, and resolving tina. she would
make Tom tell her directly after
the interview was over.
"Well, Brown began the capi.
talist, after giving his visitor a
chair, on which he sat as if it were
the most uncomfortable piece Of
furniture in existence. swell,
Brown, you know Margaret has
been with us now going on fifteen
years, and though we are very sor.
ry to part with her, we are glad to
know she is going to marry q man
who will make her a good husband.
l don't doubt you are that kind Of
a man, but being a good husband
isn't everything. You want 10 get
on in the world and make a good
home for you both to pass a com.
Portable old age in. Now, you're a
bricklayer, l believe. I don't sup.
pooe you get more than three dol.
lars a day, and that only in busy
times Margaret Gays that you
have rented rooms in q tenement