the husband has to obey the wife."

Penloe smiled, and said: "I am perfectly willing to obey such a wife as
you are. What are your orders, my dear?"

Stella laughed, and said: "Well, Penloe, I have been thinking that I
would like to take you over to see an old friend of mine, who has sore
eyes. You have never seen him, and he would be so pleased to have us
come; for he must have many lonely times, because very few persons ever
call on him, and, Penloe, dear, we have such a lot of good things left
from aunt's big wedding dinner that she gave us, and I thought we would
take some of the nice things along with us for the old man to enjoy. He
seldom has anything very good to eat."

Penloe said: "So you are going to make a ministering angel of me, are
you, my dear?"

Stella said, smiling: "I am not going to make you too angelic, Penloe,
because you might take wings and fly away from me, and I want you to be
an angel on the ground and not a soaring one. So get yourself ready to
carry a basket."

Penloe said: "I am at your service, my dear."

Stella went into the kitchen, and selected some choice eatables, such as
she knew the old man would most enjoy, and the two were soon on their
way to the cabin. As they were walking along Stella related to Penloe
all she knew of the history of the old man, as he was called, though he
was not more than fifty-eight years old.

When they arrived at the cabin, the old man was busy getting stove-wood.

As soon as Stella spoke to him he knew instantly who it was. His sight
being in that condition that he could see Penloe's form, but could not
see clearly his features, he could distinguish a man's form from that of
a woman's, but that was all. Stella introduced Penloe to him, and told
the old man that they were married this morning, whereupon the old man
instantly congratulated them and showered his blessings on both of
them, saying: "Mr. Penloe, what an angel you have got for a wife!" And
went on telling Penloe how good she had been to him.

Stella did not check him, because she knew it would do him good to have
some one to express his feelings to. After the old man had finished his
eulogies on Stella, she told him what she had brought him and said she
would put them where they belonged, for she had cleaned up his cabin
many a time. He was touched to the heart by such thoughtful kindness,
that on their wedding day she should think of him, and he did not know
just what to say he was so