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WILLAMETTE FARMER: SALEM. OREGON, NOVEMBER K 1683.
Current if crniurt.
OUR BONDAY EVES
I see a valley In the West,
llcneatha mountain's towering crest,
A little cottage white as snow,
Three vine clad windows in a row,
A porch with 07erhanping leavts,
Wherein we spent our Sunday eves.
That blessed hour when day was done,
ISetwecn the sitting of the nun
And ringing of the sweet tonul bells
That echoed through the hills and dells J
That hour when thought, with softest wing,
Would to each heart an ofltring bring.
There mother st, with gentle face,
Wherein was written love and grace j
(ray locks beneath a Sunday cap ;
White hands softly folded on her lap ;
All needless care, that frets and grieves,
Was banished on our Sunday eves.
"Then mother's "talk," so clear yet mild,
A precious word for every child
Her soft reproof, her tender praise,
That made uslovo the Day of Days,
When heads of brown and heads of gold
Were sheltered in that precious fold I
Then father 'ncath the shadows dim,
Would start the good old fashioned hymn,
And make the very rafters ring,
(For all the fsmily must sing,)
Aye! Every girl and every boy
Join in the chorus, full of joy.
Oh, Sabbath twilights coming down,
In those past days so like crown
Or like an angel of sweet power
That came to tarry for an hour I
Though care annoys, and pain aggrieves,
Wi'll n'er forget those Sabbath eves.
The Desire of Her Heart.
'I tell you, .luck, tlio farm is not your
vocation. I become more and convinced
of tlio f.ict every day, and less contented
with the life wo are lending."
Iticakfust was over, and wo stood on
I ho farmhouse portico, arm in arm. On
the Bill of the door cat baby screnming
with delight aa she fed a pair of pet
pigeons from her dimpled hands
Our broakfast had been a delightful
one coffee clear as amber, bread like
enow, and stcakMono to a turn.
All about us was a green tanglo of
tweet brier and honey sucklo ; the sun
was just rising nbovo tho distant hills,
nnd tho morning air was fresh and
Bweet, and filled with exquisite woodland
odorn, and musical with tho song of
birds. We could catch a glimpse of tho
-barn nnd poultry yards fiom whoro we
utood, and hear tho plaintivo lowing of
tho kino, and tho dream-liko tinklo of
their bolls.
1 felt a vaguo hort of coniction Unit
Jack hud but littlo sympathy with my
Hjiiritofilin(.onUmt,jetI was determined
to carry my point if jiossiblo.
"You are dissatisfied with jour lot, 1
see th.it plainly, Nell," will Jack, a tiillo
Hadly.
"Oh, iioiisenio," I put in. "Not with
in) lot, nor with) on, only with the faun,
J,ick. I'm tiled to death with thispro-y,
humdrum life, and 1 hate to soo you
delving and toiling like a slave from one
year's end to another. You wine bom
for something better, .lauk something
gi under and nobler. Taney a man of
jour abihtieri sowing giain and digging
potatoes, and raising Mock to his life's
nil!"
"But, my dear," suggested Jaek, "one
must live and have liioad and butter."
"To bo sine, Jack; but why not enin it
in a moio genteel way"
'Hone, t life is ulwayi genteel, Nell.'
"Oh, pshaw 1 you uusundcistaud mo,'
Jack. I meun tliat you have eapnhili
ties for something bott'T. You only
cling to tho old faun to pltnu your
father, when jou could be hundred fold
hitler elsewheie And besides, whom is
our society in this place. Jack? What
ith.iueo is there for our children as they
glow up?
.Iiu k laughed as ho glanced down at
baby, who was smuggling furiously to
gt t a pigeon's head into her mouth.
'Ah, Nell, that is looking so fur ahead,"
he -mil; "and my dear, you tioiu to for--,tt
th it I hnvo lived heie nil my life."
'.Vo.no. I don't forget. And pray what
have jou done, Jaek?"
"Led an uptight life, and married
jou"
"Hut j'ou didn't pick mo up among
thcelovei blooniH, Jack, don't forget
tliut. You found me in town, and, Jaek,
ileal, I am so anxious to get back to my
native element. I'm tiivd of all this
You cm' get on ever so nicely in town,
.tiiel. ; .mil there wo can get intosooietj-."
' I am not o or food of societ j-, Nell.''
Oh, but j'ou should bo for my sake,
il.ul. I'm fond of it. I bate to he like
n hermit. Wh, Jack, if wo desire to get
a little party to-inoirow, we could not for
lack of guests."
"Dear mo, Nell; why 1 could muster
worn.''
"Of it eettain wilt, yes, but I don't
want them, Jaek; 1 am peculiar in my
notion'. Iw.iut no society hut (holiest;
the the tho sort of society one gets
into in town."
"l'aliionablo society, Nell."
"Well, then, why notf You lia
menus Jack, and I Hatter myself that
we are titled to move in any circle. Why
diotild we bury oursehe in this wilder
iiosT" "Our means are not exhaustible, Nell."
"1 am awurt) of that, Jack, but we have J
enough for the start, and Vanborough
offers voua good place in the bank."
'At "a limited salary. Nell?"
"Oh, yes, but you can work yourself
up, Jack right up to tho topmct round
of the ladder. Do let's bo. Jack I I've
lived here to please you ever since our
marriage j I think j'ou can aflbid to
plea-e me a little now."
Jack sighed as ho looked out upon hi
rmeninir train fields, but ho drew mo
close to his side nnd kissed me.
'That'H true," ho said, "jou can't be
expected to care for the farm as I do.
Nell, I promised to make you happy
when vou consented to bo my wife, and
I'll try 'to keep my word. You shall have
it all your own way, Nell."
The continuous dropping of water
wears away a solid stone. I had con
quered my husbanel nt last, nnd the ele
sire of my heart was about to be accom
plished. When Jack onco made up his mind to
do n thing, ho did it with all his might.
The matters were soon scttieu. onerry
Hill, as we called the farm, was sold at n
great sacrifice, and one sunny morning
we turned our backs upon the bieozy
down nnd goldon giain fields, and jour
neyed cityward.
"I'm nfraid you mado a gi eat mis
take," said Jack's father as he bade us
good-byo; "you'd better have btuck to
the farm. You remember tho old saj ing
about rolling stones."
"I don't believe in olil sayings, sir," i
answoreel loftily, "and I think I can ap
preciate my husband's ability better than
an)- ono else can."
"All right; I hope jou wont find your
self mistaken, my elo.ir. iioou-uyc to
both of you. Whatever you do, caie
well for the little ono. I'm nfraid she
wont liks the change. If you happen to
tiro of town and fashion, don't forget
that n welcome alwajs awaits you at
home."
Jack's he.ut was too full for utterance
"Thank you, sir," I said, "but we shall
not get tired "
Our new homo in town was a tylih
residenco in a fashionable sticet. Wo
established ourselves in tho pnncipal
hotel, and then set to tho tak of fur
nishimr the house.
"My dear child," said Mr. V.inboi
ougb, thobankoi's wife, dropping in for
an early call, "don't dream of such n
thing ns Iuginin carpets. Get Ihu-sels,
bv all means, irood Enelish Brussels
You'll find it much cheaper in the end,
nnd besides, it is much more stjlish."
Wo hearkened to our friend's udv ice,
and laid our rooms with Brussels, and the
cost ran un into the hundreds.
The furniture was got to match, Mrs.
Vanborough and seveial other friends
aiding us m our selection, nnd all sorts
of pi etty.costl y bric-a-brac, and real lace
cm tains, and a new piano. My old in
strument was too plain and cluiu-y for
the now establishment.
Thcro is a curious excitement in
spending inonoy, which eems todiivo
the most sobor and economizing people
desperato when thoy onco get at it.
Jack hud al vvaj's been tho most careful
of men, counting the cost of oveij thing
as lie went and saving every stray pennj.
Onto in tho voitox of town life, his
pruilcnco was speedily changed into a
sort of leckle-stie-H. After the first fow
days, and by tho time our new homo was
ready to reeeivo us, ho actually soemed to
take dolight in seeing his money go.
"Wo'vo got snug quaiters hoi c, Noll,
by Oeorgo!" ho said looking thiough the
oxtiavuguntly furnished looms with ad
miring pride. "No one in tow n can out
shine us, not even Viuiboioiigh himself.
It has lightened our piu-ocon-ideiablj
I'll ndiiiit, but what does that -agility?
What good comes of uiouoj unle-s one
enjojs it?'
"We must tiy and -..lie 'i p a little
now, Jack, since wo ate fixed up hi nice
ly," I said feeling -oiiiowjiiit tciiiliul at
bis giow ing reckh ssnos.
"l'slmvv, eliildl Who ovt r be ud of a
bunker's eileik saving anjth n; If we
make both ends meet it will i mine than
I look for."
"My deai," said Mi-. nuhoiough,
when we weie plenantly settled in oui
haiuNoiiiehou-e and had biieil a couple
of sonants, "I -oppose, jou will want to
give some soit of a paitynow? It is
custouiiiiy, jou know Supi-o y ni lot it
bean infoimal leception, with eanU and
coll'eo for the old people, and lies and
fruits and dancing for tlio young ones
You can throw open jour pallors into
one and tho now e.upot-i will not get
muchinjutod. I'll helpjoutooider jour
icfioHlunents, and Oelia will vvnto the
invitations tor jou. She i an excellent
judge as to whom it is oxp-dnmt to in
vite." I mentioned the matter to Jack when
ho eiuno home, and he enteied into the
spirit of the affair withgieat excitement
"To bo sure, little wife ; have a paitv
by all means. When one is in Koine
they must do as tho Koinaiis do, jou
know. Don't spine expense, eitbei inj
ileai , wo must in i'.o as good a show as
other people. And I shall take it upon
mjself to order jour co-tiuue I want
you to look ns gi and as a little Emprc-tf '
"Hut, Jack,' I sucue-teil timidlj. "we
are spending a good deal of nionej.'
. "On, well, never mind It will all go
somehow, one way or other, and we
might im well enjoy it. You've ulwtivs
wanted to get into good society, Nell,
and j on" re fail ly in, and it won't do to
let the people see that you niv cnituiied
for money. Let's make the uuv-t of it
while we've got it."
.My heart ached a little, and in the
midst of all the Hare and tluttcr of
preparation I was conn-iou of a vague
feeling of regret whenever 1 loviillcd
the ipiiet momenta of my ixuly wifo
IuhhI niH'iit at Cherry Hill. Jaek had
seoiuiHi such u different ihtsou in those
days so strong and steadv and self
reliant ; and now ho sevnied to take as
much pleasmo m hfu'a tuvohties ns I
did. With the foolish inconsitency of
en, I aat down and cried over tho con
Humiliation of the very hojios which I
had cherished so long.
But, denpite my tenrn, our reception
came on, and it turned out to be a grent
success. The best people in town hon
ored us with their presence, "n(l cvorj'
thing, thanks to Mrs. Vnnborough's
foresight, was carried on in the most
lavish and elegant manner.
"By George!" said Jack, "this sort of
thing is jollier than the old farm. I
see now, littlo wife, that jou were
right."
I would ten times rather he should
have upbraideel and blamed me for what
I had clone.
Tho winter that followed was ex
ccedingly gay. We were invited everj--
whcie. and our house was constantly
filled with guests, balls, soiiees, kettle
drunis.andthe opera house seemed to
encro-s everv hour. Jack nnd I seldom
had a quiet moment tdgether, jet he
seemed to enjoy it all with his whole
henit.
When sining came our Inst surplus
elollnr bad boon expended, and we were
sorely dependent on Jack's monthly
salary.
The wnim weather came on and
baby soon fell ill. I hoped day by dav
that Jack would say something about
going back to his fathei's for the sum
mei, but he diel not even hint at such a
thing.
The days grew warmer nnd longer.
The sun shono down with a pitiless
splendor, and the paved streets seemed
like heated brass.
Our fashionable friends fluttered off
like summer swallows and we were left
almost alone.
"Couldn't you manage to make a little
trip to tho seashore, my dear?" Mrs.
Vanboiough had suggested. rand Jack
Intel caught at mo uiea witii eagerness.
"We might, Nell ; I think weean. I'll
tij' and borrow a few hundred some
where "
"Oh, Jack, no, no!" I sobbed out in
my rcmoise and despair. "I won't go
to the seashore. You see how babj is.
Oh, Jack, ask your father to let us ic
tuin home"
'Oh, you wouldn't bo satisfied, Noll,
if we went back. It is dicaelfultj dull
down there these sunimei dajs with the
haj making and the leaping and all that
sort of thing We should nev ei be able
to enduie it now.
I said no moie. The long, bright,
burning days woie on, and our bills lan
hicher and higher, and babv s month
seemeilto grow weaker and weaker, nnd
poor Jack eeomeu to look dreadfully ill
and worn ; and one afternoon was sent
home in a cairiage, quite unconscious,
stricken down by a sudden fever.
I put my prielo aside then and wrote a
letter to Jack s father.
"Jaek and baby are both ill," I said,
'and we are sick and tired of this life,
l'ray forgive us, aud let us come home."
The ciy next day tho dear old gen
tleman arrived, but the sheriff was be
fore him. Jack having confessed judg
ment in a lawsuit. The rumor that we
intended to leave town got out, aud our
creditors rushed in, anxious to secure
tho lion's shaio of our effects. Tlio
Brussels carpot, the hanelsome furni
tuie, anil costly bric-a-brac, all went un
der the hammer .it a disastrously low
figure.
"Never mind'" said my father-in-law,
not a shadow of reproach on his kind.olel
face ; "let them squabble over it if they
will. AVe must get the sick ones
home."
So vv e got poor Jaek into the can iage,
and with his hot heail upon my knee,
and baby in my aims, I turned my back
upon tho stent) of my slioit-lived tri
umph. "We are coins back to Cherij' Hill,"
snid the old gentleman, as in the dusk
of tho golden day we dune thiough the
dew j- stillness of the slulteied land.
'The old home ha- been waiting for you
all tlm-e months. I vu pietty sure jou
would come back."
1 could not uttei one woul in nnwer.
A gieat full moon wa- li-ing above the
distant hills as we leai lied the houe.
Not the smallest thing was changed
The great led io-es bloomed on the tei
laee, and the bees dumed in theii
hive's, and the cattle-bells tinkled in the
bai nj aid. The doois weie wieie open.
We tallied 'iu k in and laid him down
in the bioad bieezy loom that had been
our bridal chamber.
Ho opened his eji's nnd drew u deep,
quiv oi ing bie.ith as the fi eshening breeze
torn hod his throbbing head.
"Nell, wheie are j-ou''' he said.
"Smelj this mu-t be home"
"I am here Jack," I an-weied through
niv teais, 'and this is home dear old
Cheiry Hill."
"Thank God'" he muttered, and fell
back uiKin the pillow-, and I saw gieat
ti'.iis tnckling slovvlj fiom behind his
eto-ed ej, ellds.
Beyond the open window, in tho sil
ver gloiy of thoiisitn; moon, tho old
grandfiithei sat with baby nt his feet,
half hidden in tho rank, cool gras, nnd
even at that hour the pigeon came
(luttoiing around her a- of old, and she
t'io.imed withrjiptuieasshe clutched at
them vv ith hoi tinj" hands.
I rose softly anil fell on mj- knee- be
side Jack's low pillow.
' Oh, Jack," I -obbed, "I have been so
wicked. Forgive me Jaek, forgive me'
I am so glad to boat home again,"
Hiswoiu face grew radinut, and his
dear arms held me cloe.
And then and thenx, cla-ped to my
husband's heart in the sweet shelter o'f
the home he loved, I understood all the
past.
"You didn't nie.ui it, Jack." I whis
pered. "You ouly pretended to enjoy it
all to plea-e mo."
He smiled at me with his grave, fond
eyes.
"And oh, Jack, our moiiev is all goue
and"
He silenced me with a kiss.
"No matter, littlo woman; the les-on
we have learned has boon cheaply
bought AVo shall not ore to leave the
tafo old nest iu search of fashion aud
society iigaiu."
I could not answer. I heard mr bah
SI
cooing to tne pigeons, in the grass, am
sat there clasped in Jack's forgiving
arms, the happiest woman the round
world held.
THE
CHILDREN OF TO-DAY.
"Within she past few generations pa
rents have grown into a fashion of self
abnegation; very lov el j, it is possible, in
its effects upou their own character, but
very dreadful in its effect upon the
characters of their children."
Tho main purport of the article from
which tho above sentence is quoted re
lates more particulnrlj- to young people
who have renched the "flirting, giggling
stage," but applies equally well to the
present relation of parents to their
j'ounger children, who are too often
sources of anognnco insteael of comfort.
Could this sclf-abnogntion be confined
solely to parents the public would have
no right to complain, but thnt is impos
sible. Wo nil suffer, nnd though it may
bo in a lesser degree than the parents,
still its effect upon our characters is any
thing but elcsirnble.
It is not our intention to specify the
individual classes of parents, with
which wo are all familiar. There
are causes undcrlj'ing the purely per
sonal influences which have largely con
tributed to bring about the present state
of jnvenilo independence. That there
have always been bad children ; rude,
unmannerly children; children whom
their elders regarded dolefully ns pre
destined followers of the evil one we are
all willinir to admit. But these weie
tho exceptions, wheieas we hear it
urged that the children of to-daj-,nre,as a
class, forward and obstreperous to a do
ploiable degree. When such complaints
come from some of the keenest observers
and most cultured minds of our time, it
weiowell to trace to their origin tho
causes of such an effect. We arc not
apt to consider seriously the tendency
of the peculiar circumstances which
have, for several hundred years, sur
rounded tho successive generations
of American children. Tho first set
tlers in America, released, in a great
measuie, from the formal oppression
fostered by the routine of habits to w hich
they w ere accustomed, quaffed the free
air of the now world as a divine elixir
of freedom, and from father to daughter,
from mother to son, has been transmit
ted an intense and ever growing love of
liberty until to-day not only are men's
right's and women's rights given a hear
ing but children's rights are also rising
to the dignity of a cause. "Even the
children are rebels!" said tho astonished
British general when the Boston boys
protested ngainst the invasion of their
coasting grounds, and tho rebellious
spirit has certainly been fostered rather
tlian diminished by subsequent events.
The ossential spiiit of tho moral at
mosphere surrounding every American
is, not only thnt Americans are a free
people, but the freest people on the face
of the oarth. Has not this idea influ
enced the children through the change
it has pioducod in tho parents' opinions
of iron and things? W itness the trans-
foi niation effected in tho old woild emi
grant of to-daj', whose nature has been
lepressed by tho burdens of laws and
customs which always take deej) root iu
ancient soil. A few years of fiecdom
fiom these burdens and now the free
man in him comes to the burface, and
how jealous he is of everj' prerogative
w hieli is bib light us a citien. Ho does
not always manifest appiicintion of his
adopted government or his fitness fer the
civil hbeity ho enjoys by a judicious
use of his juivileges. Ho is apt to have
many ciude and childish notions, of
which he will have to bo disabused befoie
he becomes a henoflt to the State. He
will huvo to le.un that freedom doos not
mean a total disregard of tho rights of
otheis.
Sb the change of discipline in regard
to children need not indicnto nn utter
leluxation of parental authority, but
rattier u wi-ernnd more liberal relation
betiuon parent and child. "Bi oak his
spirit" was tho snihboleth of old time
disciplinarians. Perhaps parents now
begin to lealize th.it the spirit is to be
judiciously trained instead of being
enislied. Theio is danger of too much
laxnes.-, however, because it is tho ten
dency of human nature to rush to ex
tremes. Beeaueo children of fifty yeais
ago were unnaturally supprtsseil is no
reason why the children of to-tlay need
become the chief actors in social life at
home and abroad. But is the fault
mainly with the child?
Is it not iluo largely to the insuffera
ble egotism of the average parent whose
favor is so easily gained by flattery of
his child. And how contemptible is that
vanity which win be fo fed upon what
is manifestly injurious to tho child's
joung liniul.
The jHut (inwardness and huzon im
pudence of cluldien are too often the
inev itiiblo results of their parents' teach
ing. There can le no mode-tv. that
beautiful bloom of childhood, when a
child is constantly incited to "show off"
oine ietty accomplishment and expect
applause and praise in return. But it is
not alone in the tihal i elation that our
children are consideied deficient in the
qualities which should adorn their
growing characters.
They are so luiufiillv u reverent." siib
pulpit and press together. hat are
tlio intlueiice.- brought to beir on them
to foster reverence anil veneration
In the intellesjtu.il world thinking peo
ple a re now on the iutlowim: swell of nn
of the highest tides of so-called liberal-
urn that has ever swept the shores of
thought. Where the retlex movement
will land them or how it may shatter
finely spun theories i impossible to saj-.
We ride on triumphantly cloninc in
our aholute freedom of thought. But
fieedom of opinion too often degenerates
into a wholesale mockery of all things
formerly held sacred anil becomes merely
un incoherent breaking away from old
established beliefs aud a despernto floun
dering amid a multiplicity of extrava
gant ideas which have ofton sprung up
like certain fungi in the dnmp night air
of intense egotism.
The effect upon tho rising generation
of this scorning the "tiaditions of the
elelers," to Say nothing of repudiating
what was most snered to them, is hardly
to be over estimated.
Why should tho j'oung feel a reverence
for subjects which they hear scotl'ed nt
on every side, or venerate tho wise nnd
good men nnd women of past or present
when honored names are habitually
made tho subject of jest, pun anil humor
ous articles that in striving after wit too
often descend to vulgarity. This constant
caricaturing of everything nnd eveiybody
contributes not a littlo to the often de
plored lawlessness of our children. And
while parents and othprs may claim that
tins lawlessness is largely the reaction
from the old time tyranny of parenthood
and is an almost unvarying impulse of
human nature, it would jet be well for
tnem to beware how far thoy allow tho
caprices of children's immature minds to
usurp their own responsible reason in
training thefr children.
It is impossible in tho limits of an or
dinary newspaper article to discriminate
clearly between the changes which are
constantly pressing upon the shifting
tides of humanity. But while wo may
look with anxious eyes on the glaring
faults of tho children let us bear in
mind that, many acts which spring
merelj fiom tho unthinking buoyancy of
youth appear foolish and wicked to those
who have forgotten tho ways of their
own childhood. That if the children of
to-day are more faulty than their fathers
aud mothers, the cause must lie largely
with those fathers and mothers and the
surrounding influences.
Luellin'o,
IU-UATED W VS
Naturally, and by instinct, a woman
has a strong tendency to look on a man
of gonius as a god, and to offer him
worship as well as love ; but in the fatal
intimacy of daily life illusions soon
vanish, and she finds that, except in
moments of inspiration, her divinity is
even weaker than an ordinarj' mortal,
less able to guide or strengthen others ;
and she resents the knowledge that her
idol is only made of claj-, and her feel
ings alternate between contempt and
dislike, especially if she is of a passion
ate, impulsive temperament. An excel
lent man, a horticulturist, tho head of a
nursery garden, had a wife of this de
scription handsom'o, ardent, and about
ten years his junior. Amidst her beau
tiful flowers in the silent garden she
areamed of the Paris world of splendor
and celebrities, where even she nlso
might reign s a queen and be admired
and flattered, were she only seen and
known. Then the dream would vanish.
and she saw only the bowed down back
of her respectable husband over his
flowers, and heard only tho snipping of
tho hedges and the eternal drip of tho
watering pot ; and she wearied sadly of
tho gravel walks, the mathematical beds,
the geometrical exeiciso, and the life leg
ulatcd bj' the baiometer.
So the years passed till she reached
tho trento nils the fatal age when
passion becomes reckless in the desnaii
of vanishing youth. .Tut then n poet
anives in tlio little provincial town, and
is provinciully lionied. A true poet of
tho salons, with cavernous ev-es, floating
hair, and a pale, bombre," fatal face.
He is alwajs jierfectly dressed. No
lx lie disouler apparent, save in the
somewhat careless tie of his ciavnt.
Every one invited him ; ho alwaj-s came
late, botw een ton and midnight, and it
was an impressive thing to see him as he
leaned upon the m.intelniece. tossed
back his long linii, and spoke, us if in u
melancholy dream, of the soul of the
poet tethered bj' pa--ion and de-paii.
Hut the exciteiiiotit was at its height
when ho tleel linieii his celebrated poem,
"Tho Creed of Love," beginning with
that stupendous line,
I belli vu iu love s I believe in God.
And all tho pietty women in their full
evening ihess gathered mound, and
gazed at him with earnest, humiil ej-es
Of coin-he, the wife of the respectable
horticultuiis was vanquished at once.
What woman of unfulfilled uspiijtions
whose husband only snipped and phnted
and xv. iteieil, could resist the ururic in
fluence of this Orphic level.itiou?
After a few interviews -he tiling her
self at the poet's feet, and declined thnt
life was no longer endurable with "this
man " (on the-e occasions the husband
is always " this man," even though he is
a scientific gaielener). The jioet w.i
rather embarras-ed by the gift of her
devotion, but he could not refu-e, so
uiey eieparteu toe.tlier for Paris. Now',
she thought, the leign of intellectual
splendor will begin ; but how different
was the reality. A mean apartment, a
moody, irritable companion; no bril
liant world waiting to receive her with
homage and admiration. On tho con
tnirv, society treated her with tl.n mn.f
biiliercillous inipeitinence, and she was
leu to an ignoble solitude; while the
poet, faultlessly dieted, went mil ovr.
eienimr and dec! limed -The Creed elf
Love to other women, the elegant and
Ushiouable women of siiin'arv ui.r. .is..
dained to notice her existence. But
even this might hive been Inrnn mnM
she still have worshipped; but she
found her idol querulous and fretful,
"- fuviiuiiunueiu unit abominably selfish.
He was always imagining he was ill, and
the table was covered with vials and
powders, and the room kent ,it rw
.SHi mlac),anee after her garden
v. . uu,m uml j,ure alr,
After a month or so of broken illu-
ions, life became insupportable to her.
She was stifled in tho atmosphere of the
close room, wearied with his tender, and
she began to hate "'iho Ureed of Love.
TTriw tn rcrtnnn trna nnw linr mtfv
J.XUM J s- kJ - I ' - ' "-v .w .. ... s rj y
thought. At length she wroto tohflp
husband, told him all, entreated him to
come for her. oho had outlived her
dreams, and would now be a good wife
to him henceforth and forever. Ho was
a philosopher; he forgave, and ho came.
Ono evening, while the tioet was de-.
churning "i'he Creed of Love" at an!
assembly of worshiiiping women, sho
left tho house, found her excellent hus
bapd waiting with a cairiage nt the end
of tho street, aud the midnight train
whirled her back to peace, order, liftr
beautiful gardens, and a happy, ratinnnT
life. For, after all, a rational" husband
is the best companion for tho life-long
marriage stntc. The poet lov er.w ith
his moods and caprices, was only endur
able) when a glnmor of gloiylfcoveied
him liko a silver veil; and the veil, we
know is thrown on merelj' for society,
and is never woin in the dull loutino of
every-day life.
The best chance, pcihnps of domestic
felicity is when all tho family are Bohe
mians and all clever, and all eniov thor- I
oughly the enatic, impulsive, reckless
life of work and glory, indiffeient toTf
every Jthing save tho intense moment
of populnr applause.
Such a family may be met in the art
circles of Paris. The mother had been
a model and a beautj', and still posed as
Hebo when sho handed a cup of tea to
a visitor. The daughters, handsome,
brilliant and clever, as the children of
artists alwaj-s are, sing, act, recite,
dance, diess bettor than any one eUe.
Everything looks pictuicsqne on them!
Fashionable ladies vainly desire the pat
tern of that flowins tiain. that l!ft.,1
robe, thnt classic sleeve but no pattern
is to be had. All was ananered bv ibo
aid of a few pins fn the camion 'of ,
moment as the handsome girls chatted
and laughed befoie the mirrors in their
little loom. Youth, beauty and artistic '
taste can work wondois with tho most
chaotic materials. People asked how
they managed to nav for everv tbimr P
but thoy never paid, that was their magic
secret. Bills, of course, were endlesi;
but when some particulailyseveie credi
tor appeared, one of the splendid daugh
ters pleaded with such a bewitching
smile that he would "call next Monday"
(it was the family formula), that he re
tired humbled and abashed from the
glorious presence, as if his claim had
..... ...... rv.uuj.Ulo, J,
Mrs. Uarlj-Ie failcd.to reach happiness v
oecause she had ambition without
fame, and intellect without a career,and
Was too self-conscious and proud to be
content with a subordinate part in life.
She ought to have considered that her
existence was really of no imjwrtance
to the universe; but her husband's worth
and works had power to send the world
on its path of prosriess with miriitv tan
gential force, and to drive a current of ,
new mo into me neart ot the eentuty.
He was necessary to humanity ; but she
was only necessary to smooth tho nah
Uis soul traveled. In this line of d
... . . - - ---. ,'"-
luty i. I
lay the beautiful mission of a
1nincr'Vyl
wife, and in this sho Ought to have
found happiness, but she only thought
of tho small annoyances that "lay in her
own path, and pionounteil heiself "mi.
or.iuie tnougli holding the proud posi
tion of wife to the gieatest man of the
age! Yet she lov ed Jiim ns well as her
nature would permit; uut egotism can
never nobly vv oi shin nor see the rlorv
through the mist. All the trials that
ninde her "miserable" lesulted more,n
irom taints in Her own disposition than
irom tier Husband's temper. Had she
married the village sehoolnuistei, she
might have been happier. A keen.
clever, homelj-, Scotch woman, with her
sharp tongue and hei broad Scotch
accent, would have mled the parish ad
mil ablj-. This should have been her
destiny ; but Cnrlyle raised her to emi
nence as his wife, gave her station and
dignity in the great capital of theWld),
and in letuin she daikened his fame,,
gav e his name to the scoffers, and chilled
the enthtisiiism that would have raised
memorials to his honor. Lady Wilde in
tho Loudon Queen.
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