The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1893-01-13
CURED In ONE LESSON.

Yes" said Mrs. Cameron. II like
him we'll enough, Isnppose. "
Mrs. Cameron was just nineteen. a
bride of six months and lovely, hazel
eyed brunette She had everything
that heart could desire, and conse--
quently wasn't exactly pleased with
everything.
Mrs. Cameron liked pink. and Mr..
Cameron had furnished her boudoir in
rose-color and silver.
She was partial to flowers, and her
husband had given standing order to
a florist to keep her wants supplied.
She was fond of birds, and three or
four gildel cages swung from the cell
ing, each one thrilling with delicious
melody In fact Mrs. Cameron had
everything she wanted and, as pre-
viously intimated, was far from satisfied.
Like him we'll enough j. repeated
Anna Clarke, who, having just gradu-
ated from school. thought that young
wife who had welded the man she
loved. ought to be extremely happy.
- Oh, Nina how coldly you speak y
We'll, I can't help it. said Mrs.
Cameron, letting her head fall languidly
back on the rose satin putting of the low
easy chair on which she sat. One gets
tired of cake and champagne all the
time Sometimes think 1 should be
happier if Clarence didn't worship me
quite SO devotedly."
"Oh, Nina y
Its bore, you know" said the
young wife, confdentially. 1T would
be relief if he would find fault occa-
sionally. He's too good! Now, So
phia Markan is actually afraid of her
husband great, handsome six-footer
of fellow, with lovely black silky
beard like an Italian brigand. Oh, it
must be charming to be little afraid of
ones husband!'
Now, Animal" cried the astounded
Miss Clarke, "what nonsense you are
talking!'
Il dare say it may seem so to you,
child" said Mrs. Cameron, patroniz-
ingly. But if you ever get married"
"Of course l shall, said pretty Anna,
who had not the slightest idea of being
an old maid.
well, when you are about to get
married, don't marry man that is
sugar and spice and all that's NIGEL
It's much too insipid!''
You'd recommend, on the contrary,
'snaps and snails of puppy dogs tails,
eh?" laughed Anna, also quoting the
nursery rhymes
Not exactly that; but one does get
tired of perpetual honey and sunshine, "
said unreasonable Armina, as she
reached out her hand for her embroid-
cry. "And now you know you prom
ised to tell me all about Ruth Albright's
trousseau.
As it happened Mrs. Cameron's ele-
giant parlors were separated from her
boudoir by portieres.
Mr., Cameron, reading his paper, sat
on the other side of the draperies and
heard this oonversation-an eavesdrop-
per in spite of himself. His cheeks
burned, he bit his lips, and the blood
rushed in tingling, needle-like particles
through his whole frame,
So Nina was getting tired of him
Well, after all it was better to thor
oughly comprehend the whole state of
the case. He was too amiable, was he?
Mr.. Cameron rose, threw aside the
crumpled newspaper and walked once
or twice the length of the rooms
iii see that the fault is corrected"
he said to himself with grim smile.
And he went off to business without
the usual "good-by kiss" in which he
usually indulged.
Mrs. Cameron went out shopping in
the afternoon and was detained little,
but it did not worry her in the least.
Clarence doesn't mind" said she,
and so she spent an extra half hour in
deciding whether she should have tan
or pearl gray for her new kid gloves,
and whether she looked better In hat
trimmed with sweetbrier or simple field
daisies.
Pm little late, I'm afraid" she
said, as she entered the dining-room,
where Mr.. G. was pacing up and down
like the .proverbial "caged lion" of ro.
nance
Late, madam! I should say you
were + retorted her husband, in a tone
which fairly made Mrs. Cameron start.
Its half-past six, if it's second
But suppose you think my time is of
no value +
Clarence T.
I've born this long enough" went
on the indignant husband. And I
give You fair notice that ! shall bear it
no longer. Jane !" to the girl, bring
in the dinner at once, and tomorrow
let it be served at six, punctually.
whether your mistress is here or not !"
Yes, sir, said Jane, and she disap.
peared. grinning, into the kitchen.
Mrs. Cameron sat down. crimson to
the very roots Of her hair "
"Clqre1ee," she said, with difficulty
controlling her voice, is 1t necessary to
thus insult me before the servants q
Yes, madam, it is. If wife doesn't
comprehend her duty it is high time she
should be made to do so. III aoub.e
you for cup Q{ coffee. !"
Mrs. Cameron was mortified, stunned
I-dazed. She was entirely unused to
this style of domestic reproof. Almost
before the dessert-with which Mr..
G. found plenty Of fault, intimating
that it Would be better if his wife re-
manned at home to attend to household
matters little more, instead OF gad-
ding abroad the whole time-the door
bell sounded.
Its dear mamma and Aunt Lizzie
come IN snend the eyeninp ;, said Nina