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Such a sdft pleading little voice it, was ~ 1 , -, 7 .-such a pretty, half timid loo ki ng woman as owned itl sitting there in her crimson merino dress with la great workbasket ddershadowing it, like the type of some, hUge 'Juggernaut 11 There was not a wrinkle in her linen cellar, not a speck 1 on her white brillitzt to aprqn,while every thread in her hair la smooth apirshining as if itWere glistening satin , instead of i , human tresses. 1 Mr. Verdon laid 1 - ostentatious despair t "What do you w It is a little singula five 1 consecutive m 1 this house, ,isn't it ?, noisy childreuget o other disterbances one's braini,!"' f 1 "I am Sorry to • said the rduch en( , only want to know' prefer your' new shb for studs r' I "Studs ,an di but 1 jtirerdon, ratherlmela my, word, Catherine mind revokes on no's than around of till concerns." "Well I want to that they,ll please "As if I cared shirts'" 1 "But yon were dear, because I mad last , set after an old "Of course I ilas Ito go about lookingl 1, '-No, dear, f ; but - 7 I "But, My dear q dedly anuoyed to s mere domestic drill "I don't;, understil a wife and roother first aim to study t. bws(' and family." 1 "To a certain e Ito a certain eaten 'title. But when I , your opinion . of --' other evening, you by ;confessing you 1 ashamed, Catherti iL di,gnant!" I 1 1 "But Alec,w' 1 , read ?" "Time ! time l ; y'on must make .time, i child !' Let the domestic cares be seem. Ida& to the cultiation of your intellect ' oaf nature. Whl,ll cannot dehribe to you, my dear,.how deeply mortified I was at. Mrs. Leson's cionversation, when every 1 . on was discussieg pie new lirerary con ; stelations, by your confused silence.— W I ile Mrs. Ogilie--why, she was ;posi tively sparkling in! her ready argument , • - - ' , ~ no charming grate= taste. - 1 'Yes, " retorted 1 Catherine Iterdon, stung at last into something like retalia tiop, "and Mr. Ogilvie was there with a .ragged shirt bosom land the lower button gone frotn ibis dress; coat:" " As Iremarked before, my dear,l but tons and shirts are net primary conaider atiens." u - ; 'And,' Itent on Catherine, "the 4 , .:.e45.. .. i maker says that Mr.?. Ogilvie has no niore idea of hoUs'pkeeping than a kitten. ugh. coffee, she says—" 1 ,A.11 dresSmaker's tattle I" interrupted mr. Verdoril, with a lofty flourish of his left arm. I 'II shouldn't care what kind of coffee I drank if I had a wife like Iraqi Ogilvie I" 1 I , Catherine flushed to her very forehead, bat she bit her lit ' resolute self-control. 12 00 'P I 4, 1 want very much to please, you, Alio," said she meekly. , 417111 yen tell me how to be intellectual ?" • Mr. Alexander Verdon palled his moustachb in rather a puzzled manner. "Iyhy—Why, my dear, you must read all the new works, to begin with, and keep with the general newspaper current —and take a critical survey of paintings and statues and—and' all of that sort of thing, yon know. 7 "Yes, but, Alee—F" "Now, Cathie, E really wish you would lei me read a little in peace. I get so little time to cultivate my mind !" Mr's. Vernon sighed softly to herself as she cnt the, button holes clown,,the front of Mr. Alexander's new shirk . . saY,I Cathie I' I Mr. VSrdon rushed tumultuously into the room where Cathie was sitting, the , in midst of a pile of books, deep in some late publicatiOn, with his matutinal toilet but half comPle.ted, and a pair of suspenders floating wildly ;in the air, like the reins of a runnivay horse. a ,Well, l Alex4ider ?' I liWhere are iny newshirtsl? I've torn tho . last ;respectable ono of the old set I ha* way, across the They ;aren't finished, dear - ‘.Not nnished, Mrs. Verdon INQ, !)Itt don't intercept me ; Alec.l = sown his book with ant 91070, Catharine ? ;that a than can't get notes of reading in No sooner do those to bed than a dozen start up to distract disturb you, Alec," wring. wife; "but I whether you would is made with buttons ttens 1" groaned Mr. i i ' -dramatically. "Upon it seems as if your hang more important pettiest household make these shirts so ea." how you make my cry much displeased, the collard to your 'pattern." I A man don't want like Mgtiluselah !" ~, atbarine, I am I deci , o you sinking into a nd you, Alec. Surely,l should make it her : e comfort of her hus- tent, Mrs. Verdon-- • , this may be !pate Mr. Peterson asked ' 's last work, the astonished eveiTbody ad not read it. I was •e confounded'--ink at time do I get to to ito Tiiiloipias: of Ivtio gictooolley, qp6 V,sschflintioil of Vol fitg, lA, Pe6oia 01114051*1001111:11M'alltifilkin 4 40:1:Viiiiiof4IMAND - ,4v o oo:)ai What's the nee of a woman's trying to be intellectual, when you are running in and out with perpetual questicfns about shaving soap and stockings and shirts 1 Madame de Steel nhver had her mind disturbed about shirts, I am sure.' 'Buti what is a fellow to do, with his shirt split across the back 7' 'Ati-i—what indeed?' mused Cathie, in a voice so plainly indicative that her mind was far away in some metaphpsical region !that Alexander gathered np his suspenders 'and retreated in dumb des. pair l. 'Holes in my stockings big enough to jump through, and the cologne bottle not replentshed. And I've cut my nose shaving, and no Cathie here to put on a sticking plaster. But then I. do really think it would be nice to have my wife appearlike Lucy Ogilvie. I wonder what Ogilvie does when he cuts his nose F Mr. Verdon finished his toilet and went down town, with this subject of marvel yet undecided in his mind. The,city bells Were clanging one on the same day, when Mr. Verdon ran burridly up his:doorsteps, and entered his own domicle by the subtle aid of a convenient little night key. 'Catherine 1 Wife ! Chathie 1' But no wife, aproned household fairy met him on the stairs with gold brown curls tucked neatly back of her ears, and bright eyes sparkling welcome. I She must be down in the kitchen was his thought as he ran, down three steps at a time, and presented himself before the small damsel, of twelve who was the only domestic that economical Catherine Verdon kept. 'Where's your misress, Polly ?, 'Sure, sir, she's gone to see a picture gallery she torrid me, down town' M 'And when is she coming back 1 1 de manded 1 ).1r. "Vardar, biting his lips with inward vexation. 'She said she mightn't be back before night. 'Where are the children ?' 'Gone to their Grandma's in Brooklyn, sir.' ii 'And what am I to do for dinner r 'Sure, sir I don't know.' 'Here's a pretty fix grumbled Mr. Vertlon to himself as ihe stamped des pairingly about the kitchen. 'And I've asked Howard and Talhoys to dine here at three. What demon has got into Cathie ! Why couldn't I have held my tongue the other night ! I should really like to know what I'm to do.' 'He tore his hair in dire perplexity. 'Polly 'Sir.' 'What is there in the house for dinner?' 'There is a tongue, sir—and a codfish and a cabbage, I believe.' 'Bring lees on, Polly, and Pit cook 'cm myself. You can boil a tongue can't you?' 'I wish I . liad a cook book,' groaned Mr. Verdon, in great tribulation. 'Any how, you fry fish- - -and a cabbage is very good boiled, with butter. Fetch on the frying pan, Polly, and bring lots of kind ling. Nila afraid this wash is a little tough and dry—confoundi the creature, how it sticks to the pan ! Polly, you set the table while I strip off all the nice big cabbage leaves—these little ;sprouts are of no use down in the middle. tend to the baker's for an apple iple I guess. I wouldn't have Howard and Talboys suppose we didn't keep a iprofession,al cook, for any money. If Cathie was only at home. Mi. Verdun dropped the cabbage leaves one lip one,'meditatively, into the pot as be spoke. 'Sure, sir l' interposed the staring handmaiden, czoissis always washes them first' 'Washes 'em?' ejaculated Mr. Verdon. "What,s the use of that when the pot's 'fulla. water ? But women always go to worPhy the hardest way.' 'Give us that tongue, Polly, and a sharp knife—suppose the plaguy thing has g3t, to be skinned. Hat--too Mr. Verdon uttered an agonized howl as the l knife slipped, inflicting a disagree. able 'gash on his hand. He tied it up with;his handkerchief and went on with his rather difficult job. 'There !' he exclaimed, as he triumph antly jammed the tongue claim among the cabbage leaves, 'that's dOne. But Pm afraid my fish is quite old--doesn't fry at all favorably. Perhaps Y ought to grease the pan!' He took the fish out the tail and annointed the hissing pan liberally with butter; then set the establishment on the fire once-more. Bitt just as ho was' bending orer the l , fire,: his sleeves turned back, and his countenance dripping with perspiration there was a sudden sibtllation and an up ward blaze—the butter bad taken Ifre— so had Mr. Verdonte hair and shirt sleeies. • Luckily be had presence of mind enough to dip his face and arms instan tancasly in the pail of water .that stood in the sink and at the moment that be stock' there scorched and drippinr• with singed hair and no coat; over the hi k flavored ruins of the luckless coda Polly threw the kitchen door wide and announced : I 'Please sir, two gentlemen l' And dessrs. Howard and Talboys tared, considerably surpriSed at the e of things bofore them. 1 . 'Hallo l' exclaimed Mr. Talboys. ;y 'Why, .what's the a matter, Verd queried Mr. Howard. 'Not a ens spontaneous 'combustion, °lir While Alexander, scarlet and Conti fambled vainly for the linen caff3,l nished with gold sleeve-buttons, the blazed into light cinders long ago I I 'l—l,' he stammered. 'Very sti of the girl to bring you down her:, just came down for a glass of watitr-r— -me escort you up stairs.' i 1 f He preceded his guests up the 1 n arrowo stairway, blissfully unaware of the ashes ; besprinkled nether garments and sooty countenance' that gave his friends such a task to keep their countenances. 1 'Excuse me one minute, gentlemen,' I he said, growing hot all over, as he caught a gliMpse of himself in the pail° mirror, and dodged out to renovate his toilet, muttering to himself: 1 ;What has bee mac of Cathie 7 I'd give a 'hundred dollar note if she wasl only lijre l' i As ho issued once more from his room a oft familiar voice sounded on hiis ear, and his heart gave a great bound Of de light. Cathie had retained! Yed, she had returned ! and was) in the par or at that instant talking to his friends. "Cathie!' he whispered, holding the; deor half ajar, 'Cathie!' t But she was too busy descanting on the merits of .some Pre-Raphmlito !artist to pay any attention to her husband's i husky summons. 1 1 'lt's burning, Cathie l' he whispered coming into the roam and gently twitch i ing her sleeve. 1 1 - 1 'I smell the cabbage quite plaialyl' Bat Cathie never stirred,lnor broke off in her pretty, enthusiastic chatter. 1 .1 think I ought to have greased ,the inside of that-pot,' thoiight Mr. Vernon. 'Nothinr , but tongue and cabbage fir din ner. And Howard boards at the' Cos mopolitan, and. Talboys keep a French cook. What will they think ? Cathie, I say—it's almost three o'clock.' "Dinner's ready,' ejaculated !Miss Polly, throwing open the door. 1 Dinner was ready, as Mr. Verdon found to his cost, as he and Talboys fol lowed Mrs. Verdon and Mr. Howarid into the :Hain , ' b room, where, upon a greasy table-cloth, reposed a skinned tongue, with one side nesrly calcined, and a hand ful of burned cabbage leaves for Ming a green island in the center of a mammoth platter. There was a half loaf'of bread, a sooty pot of butter and a tall tin . Coffee pot wherein Polly had brewed a muddy and villainous mixture that she fOndly fancied to be coffee. 1 Alcsande.r Vordon looked with eyes Of piteous appeal to his wife. 'Cathie, perhaps these gentl i emen wouldn't object to waiting until--ahem —our cook could preparea more suitable repast 7' V- id 31r. Talbr ery goo., in. eed,' sail .r. Talhoys. 'Oh, excellent,' chimed in Howard. 'And after all,' resumed Cathie, t of very little consequence what we eat or drink, as long as the higher craving's of the intellectual appetite are satisfied? Mr. Perdu- coughed dabioasly, and, began to carvelhe tongue, vowing never again to invite company when Cathie was occupied in cultivating, her mind. The gentleman played with their, tea-I spoons, and dallied with their forks; bat neither of them essayed a cecond mouth ful of either tongue; cabbage or coffee.-- Ir. Verdon noticed this fact withldeep mortification. "'You don't eat anything Howard! ) 'Oh,I have dined very heartily, I assure you,' politely responed 3lr. Howard. 'Have a little more of the tongue' Tal boys! - 'No more,thanlr you,' returned Taboys, spasmodically holding on to his plate.' 'Howard, I think we have an engage ment at four ? 'lf our charminn.p and. intellectual hos tess will excuse as?' said iloward,frwing courteously. • 'Won't you stay for a little ice cream —and--calves ) foot jelly? questioned Mr. Verdon, drawing on his imagination for a hypothetical desert. i 'Thank you, we couldn't possibly said Mr. Talboys. And Mr. 'Verdun could not avoid a dim preeeption that his guests were glad to depart. When he returned from seeing them off Cathie was sitting in the parlor, witting the leaves of a new volume. 'Oh, Catherine!' he said, half Sadly, half angrvly, 'why didu,t you go down and see a - IK , tit dinner? 'Dinner n•repeated Cathie, with !wide open blue: eyes. - - I Why, Ale; I thect you wished me to become intellectual. I Pm . I sure you said youraelf that domestic, cares 410 Ifttus. 1865. ought to be secondary to the cultivation of my intellectutd nature l' Alexander Verdon banged the door and strode off down . stairs in _a genuine rage. wonder,' he thought,' 'lf this state of things is inevitable. go and see vie—hanged if I don't.' And he clapped on his hat and straight way. went. .It was nearly twilight of a cold Decent . lber day, when beientdred Dr. Ogilvie's parlor. The furniture was !shabby and thatched with dust-4he torn curtains hung drearily from their hobki, and an ash - fire was smouldering in the grate. while Ogilve himself robed tin a faded dressing gown, sat in an easY chair amok ing„a cheap cigar 'Ogilvie ); said' Mi. Verdon, after the preliminarY salutations had been exohang ed, want to ask you a question.' 'Well I' I f 'Your wife is a cultivated'woman I' 'Yed,she's that, and she's nothing else,' groaned poor Ogilve. 'f 'My wife is not—that is intellect is not her forte. She,s a dear, 1 sweet domestic little thing, with, no particular taste for metaphysics or transcenjental theories.— Now, would you advise me to make an intellectual women of her—a woman for instance, like yonr wife ?' 'Would I advise yen to take atychine or jump off into the river at - high tide 1' Man, if you've got a wife like that don't for pity's sake try tot alter her instinct I Take her as she is, and be thankful from the bottom of your heart I Sure you don't want to live tike this 1' He looked with a scornful shrug of the shoulders around the faded, desolate room and added : ' , pan en tate I=' of rased gar , had rapid .—I -let 'My wife shines in society--this is our home And Alexander Verdon took his leave fully cured of the ambition to have his little Cathie like llrs. Ogilvie.. 'Cathie,' he said ? somewhat sheepishly, as he once more came to the little table, where she was droWsily cutting the self same leaves,iyou. I have consulted my wishes in one thing will you consult them in another.' 'Yes, Alec." 'Leave off trying to become a Madam de Stael,' and be my own little Cathie once more.' ' The bright color flushed to her temples. 'But I thought you wanted an intelleec- Wel wife, Alice ?' 'My dear, I fancied that I did,but I,w entirely' convlnced that I have been an egregiods fool.' ' - Which vas so very unprecedented a declaration for Mr. !Alexander Verdon to make that we think his wife entirely jus tified in acceding td this new proposition. And so the little household fairy came to his hearthstone once more and the shirts and dinners are nearer perfection than ev er. But. Catharine has learned one les son,' she has becothe a companion to her hustand, in the highest sense of the word can (read and talk almost as well as she can !keep house. Help your rather, 1 34 hands are BO stiff I can hardly hold a pen,' said Farmer Wilbur, as he eat down to figure out somd accounts that were getting behindhand. 'Could I help you, father ? said Lacy, laying down her bright eroehet work.— 'I should be glad to, if I only knew what yon wish written.' 'Well, I shouldn't wonder if you could Lucy,' he said reflectively. - 'Pretty good at figures, are you 'lt would be a fine story if I did not know something of them after going twice thfough the arithmetic,' said Lucy, laughing. 'Well, I can show you in five minutes what I have to do, and it will be power- , ful help,if you can do it for me. I never was a master hand at accounts in my best days. and it does not grow any easier, as I see,since I put on specs' , Very patiently did the helpful &ugh ter ,plod through the long' dull line of figiires, leaving the gay worsted work to lie idle all the evening, though she was in such haste to finish her scarf. It was regard enough to see her tired father ' who had been toiling all day for herself and the other dear ones, sitting so cosily in his easy chair ' enjoying his weekly paper as, it only can be enjoyed in a country home, where news from the great world beyond comes 'seldom, and is eagerly sought for. The clock struck nine before her task was over, but, .the hearty 'Thank yon, daughter, a thousand times,' took away all sense of weariness. iirather looking up, when a man can have an amanuensis,' said the father. 'lt is not every farmer that I nn afford it.' 'Nor every farmer's daughter that is capable of making one,' said the mother, , with a little pardonable maternal - pride: I 'Nor every one that would be' willing, if she were able,' said Mr. Wilbur—which last was a sad truth. How naany_daugh- ten might be of use to their fathers in this and many other waysa who never es TERRES,--$1.50 PER ANNUM think of lightening ti care or labor I. If asked to perform some little-service, it is done at best 'with a reluctant step and an unwilling air; which rob it of all sunshino or claim to gratitude. Gij ls,. help your father : give him a eheegul home to rest in when evening comes, and do not %rem his life away by fretting became ho cannot afford you all the luxuries you covet. Children exert as great an 'alliance on their perents, pareata do on their children. _ - A Phase cirSairatogleLlte: ..Hare is a specimen 'furnished by Cipt. Pan] the . Saratoga correspondent of the • New York **met , . 1 .1 have bedn terribly shocked. For one whole week, my most ardent, sympathies Were excited at the sickl,y,languid aptiear• ance of a young lady , who had , a seat directly oppostte tee every day at the din ner table; her form was emaciated, her akin perfectly tranEpaarent, and a death like hue cecined to pervade the whole atmosphere about her ; thel eyes shone with nnnatural brilliancy, and under them was pre eptible the inevitable blue-black coloring—the telltald of a deb,anche. lonffed for an introduction that I might recomond the application offresh oysters or a bloodsucker; but failing of an. opor tuuity to secure this privilege,l besought a lady friend to suggest these applications. !La mo,' she exclaimed in utter amaz6- went, 'why how verdant you are ; don't you know that the lady paints her lower eyelids 7' It was indeed too true" as I have since ascertained? positively. She for whom my whole soul has yearn - ed in sympathy for a week, was daubed allover with paint,and most shockingly disfigured herself to gratefy a prurient taste to be in the extreme; fashion, Looking around me at the dinner-table to day I saw no less than six ladies disfigured by a daub of blue-black paint on the lower eyelids. The next fashion posibly may require ladies to wear rings in their noses, It is , bad enaugh to wear paste diamonds and pinchbeck jewelry ; but when earth'o, angels begin to paint about the eyes,wear false busts, and false hair in a bag behind their heads, to what extremes may wci expect; the dear creatures to go ?' Grit. , A peculiar kind of grit, not frilling under any of the special expressions I have noted, pet partaking in some Ogree of all, is illustrated •in the character of Lieatenant-General Grant.. Without an atom of pretension or rhetoric, !with none of the external signs of energy and intrepidity, making no parade of the im movable purpose,iron nerve, and iilent penetrating inteligence' God has I put Into him, his tranquil greatness is hidden from superficial scrutiny behind a cigar, as President Lincoln's is behind a joke. When anybody tries to coax, cajole, over awe, browbeat or de.reive Lincoln, the President nurses his leg, andis reminded of a story; when anybody .tries the.same game with Grant, the General listens and —,smokes. If you try to wheedle oat of him his plans for a campaign, he stolidly smokes; if you call him an imbecile and a blunderer, he blandly lights another cigar ; if you praise him as the greatest General living, he Placidly returns the puff from his cigar; and if you tell him he should run for th Presidency, it does not disturb the equiminiity with. he in hales and exhales the unsubstantial ,va. - pot which typifies - the politician's prom , ises. While you are wondering w h at ' kind of man this creature without a-tongue is, von are suddenly electrified with the new of some splendid victory, proving, that 'behind the cigar, and behind the face d ischarged of all toll-tale expression, elsthe best brain to Plan and the strong t heart to dare among the Generals of Republic. -Atlantic for Apra.' How TO BE HEmersrr.--Rtse early— breathe in th l e bracing air, and exercise yourself in splitting wood, bringing water, shoveling snow, or working a token or two at the press. Retire to bed in good season. Never spend the whole night in the ball room, or amid exciting scenes. The night was made for rest. A mean and miserly disposition—a hoggish soul and a morose charactsr, are detrimental to health. Beware of them. Be kind, cheerful, social, benevolent. Suffer no cloud to linger on 'your brow, nor revenge to spring up in your bosom. Follow these simple rule 4 day by ; day and Yon will seldom be afflicted withittio gout; cholie, fever, or the thousanalills whidh follow in the train of luxury, late holds, morning snoozes, midnight camas. als , d lazy indolence. . : A POSER.—The 'Charleston_ corres pondent of-the Boston AdvertZler says that a planter was lately overheard scold- ing a negro for lazina - s.--"Yon lazy 'nig ner,l" said he, "I aei losing a whole day's labor by your "31assa," retorted the negro, many days' labor I..i'lte I lost by You?" The planter considered the subject e.x.ltauited.
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