Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1861-06-22
MOrtestrr Daily SPY.
From Blackwood.
MRS. BEAUCHAMP's VENGEANCE.

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or actions, it is remarkable that there should
ever be a difficulty in getting up good row,
when one of the antagonists desires it If
those who love and respect each other quarrel
and regret to do so, surely one would think it
must be very easy TO quarrel when there is any
desire for it. Yet | appeal to the expert
ence of every midde-aged reader, whether he
has not occasionally found it by no means an
easy thing to pick quarrel. You may be
ready enough to strike but if your adversary
won't put up his guard, you are shamed into
not striking. You may even lash youselt into
a rage, and strike but suppose the blow is
not returned you then learn that it is the
second blow which begins the quarrel.
Rackit found himself in this position. 7 he
widow informed him OF her having broken off
her engagement with Briggs and he received
the intelligence with the most mitgated rap.
ture. But she refused to see this, and accept
ed his feeble excuses. When he said he was
deep in meditation, she inquired If it was re.
specting their future lot ?
No. said he, Il was meditating on my
great picture-the Virgins of the Sun
With playful reproach she said, 4 thought
a lover would have had other objects of medi'
tation.'
But am an artist-and artists, you know,
are always selfabsorbed.'
w omen 10 not ike UUat-a0u warn you
am very woman
Not a tyrant, hope, he said coldly.
No. she replied, tenderly placing her hand
on his arm, "a slave.
Rackt mentally observed that this was the
velvet of which Briggs complained.
You must make me ssharer in all your
thoughts she said, and in all your cares
'lmp0sslble-an artist can never
Have care Remember l shall have a
right to know. AS wife, may insist
Here was an opening; and he seized it.
My dearest creature, let us be perfectly
frank with each other. L must tell you before.
hand, that l shall admit of no insistance and
that on the merest trihes intend to have en-
tirely my own way.
Do you revolt already 2
Yes he said, trying to get angry, ALREADY
and always. 1t is necessary TO be plain at
the outset. j never could, and never will,
yield to a woman's caprices.'
Here was blow well delivered from his
left; and he expected a rejoinder. She look
ed little staggered but taking his unwilling
hand, said =
well, then, it is l who must yield
1t was clear to him that that match wouldn't
light.
with very bad grace she continued,
could | even seem to thwart the man who
was soon to be my husband
And il he were already your husband q
That would be very different matter, you
know
"Eh 7 said Rackit, quickly.
In a husband she replied, with diabolical
coaXingness, my confidence would necessari
Iy be absolute
The claws were shown, but it was clear they
were not prepared to scratch-just yet
Your turn for me. Look me in the eyes
Charles
He felt that if he looked he was lost SO he
didn't But she took him by the shoulders
and turned him round. Their eyes met. Hers
were so blue, so tender, SO bewitching, that ii
was all over with his resolution. A quarrel
was hopeless.
After iufinito amount of lovers prattle
which need nor repeat, they were On the best
of terms, when Bob came in TO say that Char
lotte insisted on speaking with him.
He stepped into the adjoining room, and
there had to encounter young woman who
seemed by>no means indisposed to quarrel.
Mr.. Rackit, SIR she said, 4 wishes to
know this Am l to sit, or not 2
Yes, yes, of course, hut not yet
Because I'm tired Of waiting
Very well, then, my dear, go home
But don't want TO go home with flea in
my ear
Then remove the flea, and go home with.
out it,
But don't want to go till l have sit 1t
was settled l should sit My family knows
I'm to sit, and sit will
80 you shall, but not now.
Il daie say, indeed not now means
never
You foolish girl, tell you l want you to
sit, but it must be some other day I'm par
ticulary engaged just low, and as GU don't
want to wait, go home. Ii You don't want to
go home, wait
Il want to sit, and don't want to wait. Do
you never find yourself between two stools,
sir 2
Often, my dear, but l only sit on one
That's i'll want to sit on ONE
Several minutes were passed in try ing to
persuade Charlotte that she was not ill-used
she began to cry this made Rackit impatient
and by the time he had got rid OF her, and re-
entered his painting room, he was in an impa
Iient and irritable frame OF mind
What should await him here but scene
with the widow, who had heard a female voice
in anger and tears, and who abegan TO form
ugly suspicious of the morality OF her intend
ed husband ; and these she began very plainly
to intimate to him. He was in no mood to lis.
ten patiently to such nonsense, even had he
no secret desire to quarrel with the widow
and when he had brought her to something
like an explicit avowal OF jealousy, he said,
quickly
Then am to understand you are of jeal-
Gus temper?'
DO not love q she answered.
No evasions. Speak plainly. Because it
is requisite that you should know beforehand,
that am one OF those who hate jealousy, and
think it monstrous, ridiculous, insupportabe.
Then for your sake she said submissvely
i will cure myself OF it,
1t was plain she was a demon in crinoline
and she would not quarrel.
'You will learn to correct all your bachelor
habits when we are married.
Perhaps. And yet no one knows Bad
habits cling to one like a damp shirt almost
fear never shall change
'rhen must learn to accommodate myself
to them, for l shall at any rate be always sun e
of one thing,
'And that is
Your love-
Seriously, do you think love of such SUI
preme Importance?
The one important thing in life
Then why did you not marry Briggs, who
adores you?
Not he
'He does, / assure you. His love is i'm.
mense. lie was here just now, and his grief
at the idea of losing you was SO pathetic, so
heart rending, that TO confess the simple truth
i felt ashamed OF my position felt had no
right to inflict on human being SO great a
wrong as to deprive him of the woman he
adored.'
Mrs. Beauchamp raised her handkerchief to
hereyes, and said, almost sobbing, You felt
that?'
A bright CLEAN danced before him. He had
evidently touched the right chord at last Wo.
men are so sentimental
Yes he said, so profoundly did feel it,
that began to ask myself whether it would
not be nobler part TO sacrifice my own hap
piness-to relinquish my clainl-and to be
content with that proudest of emotions, the
Al..,.,.