He Fell in Love with His Wife by Edward Payson Roe
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shirts. Those you have are getting past mending."
"Do you think I'll let you spend your money in that way?" "You'll let me spend MY money just as I please--in the way that will do me the most good!" "What a saucy little woman you are becoming!" he said, looking at her so fondly that she quickly averted her eyes. "It's a way people fall into when humored," she answered. "See here, Alida, you're up to some magic. It seems but the other day I brought you here, a pale ghost of a woman. As old Jonathan Johnson said, you were 'enj'yin' poor health.' Do you know what he said when I took him off so he wouldn't put you through the catechism?" "No," she replied, with a deprecating smile and rising color. "He said he was 'afeared I'd been taken in, you were such a sickly lookin' critter.' Ha! Ha! Wish he might see you now, with that flushed face of yours. I never believed in magic, but I'll have to come to it. You are bewitched, and are being transformed into a pretty young girl right under my eyes; the house is bewitched, and is growing pretty, too, and pleasanter all the time. The cherry and apple trees are bewitched, for they never blossomed so before; the hens are bewitched, they lay as if possessed; the--" "Oh, stop! Or I shall think that you're bewitched yourself." "I truly begin to think I am." |
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