Year: 1870

in looking for it elsew here.


Mr.. Harry evidently did find som,


comfort, for, as he stretched his 81!


feet of manhood comfortably out in tn


char, to toast his toes at the fire, he ex


claimed with sigh of profound salts


"Well, this is pleas ant, sure enough


Mr.. Harry was quite right. The littlt


parlor was the prettiest and cosiest o


pretty and cosy rooms, furnished with


perfect neatness, in most excellent


taste. The fire snapped and cracked


away most merrily in the open CRATE


the lamp burned brightly upon the
crimson covered work-stand, and, pret.


test and neatest of all, Nora, Harry


little six months wife, sat upon the op-


posite side of the table, with some light


work in her hands


Mr.. Harry himself was not an un


pleasant part of the picture. Tall,
handsome, broad of breast and strong
of limb, one of the kind of men it
makes you glad to look at, nobody
would have been to blame if they did


look at him. And being of a mental
and moral composition in keeping with
his looks, it is no matter of wonder that
pretty, brown-eyed Nora Lewis fell a
victim to his charms, and after years
courtship, consented to be led to the
hymenial altar and become Mrs. Harry
Allison.


Now l don't intend you shall infer
from my flattering description that Mr..
Harry was masculine piece ofperfec-
ton. Far from it. Like most of his
brother lords of creation, be had faults
in abundance, as little Nora soon dis
covered. But that wise little woman
had quiet way of managing her wors-
er halfin his tantrums, which had quite
cured him of some Of them.


The one which gave her the most
trouble was propensity he had for
leaving things lying around loose, in
fashion not agreeable to an orderly lit
tie person like herself, and for institu-
ting places in which to bestow some of
his personal belongings, to which she
had decided objections.


Indeed, at this very moment, though
her face was calm and sweet, little Nora
was somewhat wearied and sore in
wardly, and strongly inclined to be
provoked at her liege lord. And the
cause of her grievance was nothing
more than the pretty pair of slippers,
worked by her own busy fingers, which
now adorned his reposing feet. Or
rather it was light phase of mascu-
line perverseness, exhibited through
the medium of a pair of slippers.


Mr.. Harry had fallen into convent
ent fashion of leaving his slippers under
the. parlor sofa in order to have 'em
handy. Nora did not admire them as
an ornament to her neat little parlor,
and ventured several times to remove
them to their proper place in the closet.
Mr. Harry had strongly limited bis dis
satisfaction with this little arrangement
of hers before. Tonight, when he
came in somewhat tired and fretted,
from his work, he grumbled openly at
poor Nora, and impatiently desired her
to let things alone where he put them.


Nora was by no means a seold, but
she was spirited little body, and de-
termined to assert her own rights.
Whereupon she pro ceeded to declare
her platform by giving Harry to under
stand that she was not going to get the
of an untidy hyusekeeper for
the sake of humoring him to an un-
reasonable whim, and she would be
much obliged to him if he would put
his slippers in the closet, where they
belonged. Mr.. Harry retorted spicily,
and but for Nora's determination not to
qnarrel, the two might have had mat
storm. AS it was, the cloud
speedily blew over, and the head of the
family, with mans easy forgetfulness,
stretched himself out for his evenings
comfort, utterly oblivious that any
cloud had ever darkened the connubial
sky. But women have longer memo
ries, and Nora though she did not


'Gather her brows, ike gathering storm,


Nursing her wrath to keep it warm"
yet, as she sat and sewed, she ''kept
these things in her heart, and pondered |
them like Mary of old. Even after
they had retired to their room and their
bed, and her liege lord lay beside her,
making the night hideous with his un-
earthly snores, Nora lay long awake,
keeping up most industrious thinking,
# haply she might invent some way to
bring that rebellious Harry to her own
dea of order and fitness, and, in short,
-ake him on his matrimonial education,
without interrupting the peace and
harmony of thOir quiet home.


Woman's wit, having will, seldom
fails to find a way. Before little Mrs.
Allison shut her brown eyes for the
night she had hit upon plan to her
and had resolved to COM
pass by management what she could
not attain as an act of justice. And
propose to tell you how her plan sue
,eeded.


The next morning, when Harry drew
IN his boots to go down town. he flung
MS slippers as usual, under the sofa,
and said to his wife, in tone of deei-
SION


"Now Nora, child, want you to let
my slippers alone to day, SO they'll be
handy when l come home tonight"


"But, Harry, why not put them in
he closet?" demonstrated Nora, max !