Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1906-09-04

| will do my best to remove it.
You know that l have never known
Gustay's mother. | am very sorry a
for me to talk with him about her HI
very often speaks of her, and then
| feel as IL | shall never be able to dc
! the things as she does them. Very
often / feel as IL I have fallen short
| of his expectations, and that he IS not
| quite satisfied, because l manage the
household affairs differently from the
way his mother does. Whenever he
| wants to praise me he always says
| that l have done this or that just as
his mother would have done It, and
he expects that such praise shall make
me feel happy. l wish it did.
Answer my letter as soon as you
can, dear mother, and have no feaI
that | shall not follow your advice
Gustav does not even know that
write you. send you the worsted you
asked me for"
He read no further, but feeling OF
sadness came over him. Poor, dear
Else! She was quite right. He fold
ed the letter together and put it in his
pocket, determined that he himself
would answer all Else's questions.
1t was a beautiful summer evening
Else was sitting on the piazza with
her embroidery, as he softly closed the
gate behind him, that she should not
hear him come. Then he tiptoed to
the large bed of roses and broke off
one little thorn, which he pressed in
under a fingernail before he walked
up to the house.
Good evening, darling"
Good evening, dear! You are early
to-day. Now l will hurry up dinner,
and we will have coffee out here"
While they were SLIPPING their coffee
she noticed that Gustav did not seem
quite himself.
Are you tired, dear?" she asked.
mo, love, but l have a pain Ia my
finger, and l do not know what causes
It"
LET me look at it. Why, of course,
you have got splinter under that
nail; but | shall soon get it out
"Oh, no, dearest! Do not trouble
yourself about it. 1t is nothing but a
little thorn that will soon work itself
out"
The idea Give me your finger
right now. Such little thorn might
cause blood poisoning If you neglect
it,
"Oh, nonsense, Else. Do you really
believe that such a little thing could
cause any harm? Look at me. Else,
and tell me do you really believe that
such trifle might be dangerous
She looked at him in surprise. Then
she suddenly blushed
Could he mean something else?
What did he know?
"Oh, Gustav - she sobbed, and buried
her face in her hands. You know
Instead of answering he took her into
his arms.
Else! Now be my own sensible lit
tie vile anu lell me lTdukly WHAT you
mean. Confess everything and l also
will confess"
Yes. both the letters-yours and
your mothers. Forgive me that and
all the rest; it was thoughtless on my
part; l did not realize"
"Oh, Gustav! and row you will new
err feel like talking to me of your
mother and should so like to know
more about her"
II understand you, dearest. and just
for that reason l will talk even more
of her, but in a different way, with
out always drawing comparisons. viii
you be satisfied then? | will endeavor
always TO think of myself as your
husband rather than as my mothers
son and thank you so much that you
have made me see how l ought TO be.
And now will you please remove the
little thorn, or better still, / will re-
move 1t myself. and in the future we
will always remove the little thorns
ourselves without asking mamma S
| help"
"oh. Gustav, you do not know how
l love you" she said, and kissed him
| passionately. Philadelphia Bulletin.