The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1890-03-27
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not allow triffes to worry YOU so. Men
are tickle creatures at best. Let me tell
you secret; it may be helpful to you.
II was not my Charles first love: yog
lock incrednlous, but he himself told me
all about it-when in his goth year he
took fancy to pretty girl and visited
her frequently, finding her more attrac-
tive and interesting upon each visit
"Of course it was impossible even to
hint at marriage just then, as he was
only clerk upon very small salary in
deed, but Charlie was wise chap-he
determined to wait patiently until he
could ask her, especially as he fancied
that she would not say no.
'One evening he invited her to accom-
pany him to the fair of the American
institute. / dare say she was pleased
enough to promenade with a handsome
fellow like Charlie, and they uttered a
great deal of soft nonsense as they
promenaded together through the i'm
mense hail."
Rosa smiled, and Mrs. Plant knew that
the cloud was lifting.
you know how tbs yourself she
said, smiling in return.
''At last" she continued, 'the loving
pair came to confectioner's stand,
plentifully supplied with a tempting dis
play of goods. Z
81 know you are fond of candies.
said Charlie. will you have some.
'Thereupon she selected whatever
suited her taste, and as he took out his
pocketbook to pay for them the confec-
toner remarked that the package being
rather bulky he had made two of it.
You can carry this one, MISS he
said, handing her quite large bundle,
and here is another for your young man.
Three dollars. l hope they'll please the
lady, and that you'll call again
Rosa now laughed heartily and her
friend joined in her mirth.
"Three dollars worth of candy! Had
he heard Alright? Fifty cents or even 81
was quite enough to spare. Why, all he
had in the world was q IS greenback,
snugly slowed away for the purchase of
a new vest which he very much needed.
Nevertheless, there was no help for
it; he must not do without it now, and
saying never a word he handed over the
money with sigh.
"Now, Rosa, haven't reason to bless
that young woman for her inordinate
| liking for candy? Charlie was Olsen
chanted then and there-a girl that coulC
eat her way through a So package OF
| sugar was altogether too sweet for him
| and altogether too extravagant for {
| poor man--for she was well aware tha
he couldn't afford it, but was too selfish
| or thoughtless to care.
Charlie didn't visit her again, neither
did he die of disappointment, but livec
to become a wealthy man, abundantly
able to give his second love all the candy
she wishes for-so you perceive, Rosa
that woman must not fancy that Their,
never was, nor never will be another wo
man in the world SO attractive as herself
but she must strive to keep her husband
| love if she values it."
"Thank you for telling me this secret
Wilbur shall not be disenchanted if
can help it," said Rosa, ''even if he die
call me a fool"
So, gaining courage, she tried to banisl
unpleasant thoughts, and cool her ange
by strolling around her friends beautiful
| grounds, wondering if he would follow
her, or wait until the next day.
Suddenly she saw her husband ap
preaching. He looked as pleasant as il
a little bird had sung in his ear. Sht
| felt as awkward and nervous as a mouse
cornered by a cat; but she smiled, and
discreetly remained silent.
Rosa, forgive me-" he said, softly.
Three little words, full of hope and
meaning. In the first bitterness of hel
resentment she had thought that she
never could forgive, but womanlike, al
the first word of tenderness, the barriers
| of pride gave way, and she threw her
self into his outstretched arms and sobbeG
! out:
dear Wilbur, you too have much tx
forgive. Oh, why did you marry me?"
Because loved you, but not half az
well as now; let me explain my unpar
| donable rudeness.
II had dearly loved brother, younger
| than myself, who early developed a ge.
MUS for painting and drawing in oil
but, alas! he was confirmed consump.
| tive.
"He devoted the failing energies of his
own life to the picture that you SO un-
mercifully ridiculed; it is to me sacred
memento, hallowed by thousand asso-
Citations; can you blame me if 1 could
not bear to hear it criticised in terms of
levity and disgust? 1 Thought you were
very heartless, Rosa"
"Oh, why didn't you tell me of this be-
fore?' she inquired. my remarks must
have seemed cutting and cruel My dear
fellow, l have keen perception of the
ridiculous, and my risibilities are easily
excited, but I sincerely hope that am
not malicious. Will you forgive me,
Wilbur, and show that you do, by allow
ing the picture to remain where you
placed it? dare say that have dozens
of faults, but l hope time will correct
them all-perhaps shall be perfect some
day, but fear it won't be till l have
wings"
Rosa, we must bear and forbear. You
must try to bring out my best points,; you
will doubtless have trying time of it,
but remember what the immortal poet
cox- md la0s