The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1886-12-18
M RS. Chickerly contracted her eva.

"And l don't very often lecture YOU
my dear; pray give me credit 10,
that"
"You didn't think you were marry.
ing an angel when you took me,
hope"
"No my love. Thought 1 wss mar.
rylng o very pretty little girl, whose
faults might be easily corrected"
faults! Have 1 any great faults,
Frank9"
Little faults may sometimes entail
great consequences"
If you scold any more I shall 90 out
of the ROOM"
"You need not, for l am going my.
self to pack my valise. By the way,
there y a button off the shirt l want to
wear tomorrow. I wish you would
come upstairs and sew it on for me"
81 will, presently"
''Why can't you come now?"
:" just want to finish this book;
there's only n more chapter"
Fanny opened her volume so resolute-
~ that her husband thought it best not
to contest the question.
Sitting all alone in front of the bright
fire, Mrs. Ch;ckerly gradually grew
drowsy, and before she knew it she had
drift led off into the shadowy region of
drea INLAND.
She was rouscl by the clock striking
eleven.
dear me! how late it is!' she
thought, with a little start. II must 90
upstairs Immediately. There, I forgot
to toll the cook about having breakfast
at five tomorrow morning, and of
course she's abed and asleep by this
time. I'll be up early enough to see to
it myself; that will be just as WE'LL"
Laying this salve on her conscience,
Mrs. Chickerly turned off the gas and
crept drowsily up the stairs.
Fanny, Fanny, it's past three and
cook hasn't come downstairs yet. Are
you sure you spoke to her last nighta'
M RS. Chickcrly rubbed her eyes and
looked sleepily around.
20, Frank, l forgot all about speak
ing to her last night" she said, with
conscience-str.cke face. "But I'll run
right up-she can have the breakfast
ready in q very few minutes"
She sprang out Of bed, thrust her feet
into a pair of silk-lined slippers and
threw a shawl over her shoulders.
M r. Chickerly bit his lip and checked
her.
mo need, Fanny" said he. a little
bite rly; Il must leave the house in
fifteen minutes, or miss the only
train. It's of no use speaking
cook now"
I'm so sorry. Frank"
Mi. Chickerly did not answer; he was
apparently absorbed in turning over
he various articles in his bureau
while Fanny sat shivering ON
he edge of the bed. c~ogitating how
lard it was for her husband to start on
long journey that bitter morning
With out any breakfast.
Il can make a cup Of coffee myself
'ver the furnace fire." she exclaimed,
'pringing to her feet.
But MIR. Chickerly again lnterposed.
''Sit down, Fanny, please. would
'ather YOU would sew this button on
he neck of my shirt. I have packed
no others-those that are fit to wear.
have shirts enough, but not one in
Fanny crimsoned as she remembered
often in the course Of tho last month
r two she had solemnly promised her.
elf to devote a day to the much needed
of her husbands shirts. She
ooked around for her thimblc.
a left it down stairs last night. I'll
ct in a minute"
The housemaid had just kindled a fire
!, the sitting-room CRATE; it was blaz-
" and cracking cheerily among the
'esh Goals, and Fanny could not resist
10 temptation Of pausing a moment to
arr her chilled fingers and watch the I
purple spires Of flame shoot
ler rily up the chimney, until she heard
or husbands voice calling her impera- :
vely: ,
''Fanny, Fanny! what are you do !
e. :
70. DEAR" thought tho wife, Us she {
IN upstairs, II wish Frank wouldn't :