The Hillsdale standard. [volume] (Hillsdale, Mich.) 1851-1909, 1863-05-12

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, 'Never once thought Of il! l will be sure
and bring il home tomorrow 'fi'i ~ ioi'.a.
You needn't said Nina, applying the cob.
web handkerchief to her eyes. don't care
for it now.' hnEd suoiqmi dtig ,sel ely ca ioI
why, Nina, isn't it. just as good tomorrow
as to- daygisq haa4no TOW 90 5oeii bra 'oilo
2 Mrs. Clayton made no answer, but left the
room, shutting the door behind her with nc
gentle hand. s,.sa ssm soiisHi ga ,illgi thilT
!, Mark rose 10 his feet with q disturbed conn.,
tenance as if TO follow her.
= sit still, Mark, said tho Doctor quietly
pushing him backainto. the chair. I've dis.
covered tho secret Of your changed aspect
now. srsfqga 6soi div bllou sai igac'ai gaia
Il assure you, doctor, rbe docs not mes n
- aaa laqci diig a9iEhl
Z Yes, yes, I understand. ,HShe's simply a
spoiled, pctulent child, who has unconciously y
fallen into the habit Of finding fanlt with
everything that occurs. O But Mark, she makes
your life miserable
< Clayton head had fallen upon both his
handa. ,ebaais glinsco id ogaa q o1ea ooa0
Il can't deny it, doctor-I am miserable
and yet I,koow that Nina loves me dearly, in
spite Of ali thoso irratibiities. o, Doctor,
bow happy I should be ifshe was only the
Nina of a year ago. gniliuis ssa sqai raaij
The Doctor had been adjusting and IRE ad-
jusliug bis spectacles, and polishing the glas
ses therefore with great energy, for a minute
or so. Suddenly be stopped, and fixed his
keen gray eyes on Mark Clayton's face.
Shall tell you how to work the transfor.
nation 7 ,bg'daj l19dloii l' nHaa -
y DO Doctor.'s es yial-u bas o'.sf
II Then yormust promise to aihero to my
commands strictly and literally mo halfway
obedience hifSiiaAAe
1T shall be implicit ti'4
'Very WELL saidlthe doctor.'do
What does mske you so late this morning
MarkYs1T 1o ella IswC. o6i no asoIol 800 sJN
% Mrs, Clayton was sitting in front Of the
steaming coffee urn, in that same little room,
which the fresh sun shine, Of the October morn.
ing, and the high heaps glow of the fire both
stroye TO enlyen--and not 10 vain---as her
husband lopnged slowly into the bed room.
IT Late! 1t a pretty state fittings if a
man, cant be allowed the)poor privilege ofla
morning nap -,
Nina Clayton looked up in blank astonish.
ment.i sn1 70 atan.es IN -'|".iA
o. Never before had her husband addressed
her in that surely tone of voice, Mr.. Clayton
took bis scat giving his wifo's work basket an
energetic push with his feet
4 wish you would keep your things in their
places. Nina. Confound this coffee it is hot
enough to take skin off fellows throat
y, Il thought you liked it warm, said the ab,
ashed wife.
Thought liked It warm! II you want
me to be scalden TO death why don't you do
i at onoel a There don't 90 to putting milk
in and spelling tho whole thing. 1 thought
so---a mess for the pigs! 3Jsf 80 % SER, 20 -
Nina could not stand il moment longer,
but began 10 cry softly behind tho coffee urn
Mr.. Clayton banged ont Of tho room If he
b d STAYED in it another moment ho would
have broken his promise to DR.. Cowel in n
most uupardonnb!e and indiscreet manner.
However, Mrs Nina had recovered her roses
and bright eyes by the time her Husband had
returned to the tea talle. He was silent and
morcse, but the little wifo was determined to
be an,iable, and went to the piano mmo late
" after the meal was over. to give him the
music for which he usually petitioned in vain.
chords, ere he interrupted her.. a. 70 - - 20
i wish you would stop drumming on that
piano when my head aches .'rsiu1iI ~ o ss"
Il did not know your head ached, dear
Mark oa l3W 20 airf ia7z gaiaii9IH.J ain
owl You might have known it, IL you'd taken
the trouble to notice. W 10 qidslosa..o'
Nina's lip quivered.. 80 Bi sea.lo ytai.aiA
CLAYTON rose and took his hat.
sh'Where arc you going, MarkP '
a rs it indispensable that I must repeat all
my proceedings TO you, Mrs. Claytonf
.No-butL but --' 's'ei $50 'et lH
'l'm going TO the. theatfo.' ~ ~
But, Mark, the Waltons are coming 10
spend tho evening. They sent mo note this
morning. ms sn' ~ 4. ~
Very well, madam. what Of it., ~
what will they think il you are Tot at
bomef lw ~
= They will probably think that it serves
you quite right for making appointments
without consulting your husband. In any
eventt is nothing to me what they think Of it.
And be walked out Of the house before
Nina had recovered from the burst of sobs,
which was her only reply TO his unkind speech.
lO-"V''OW tSomVS auu tuo ucAt uuJ, anu
still Marks demeanor remained unaltered.
Poor Nina was thoroughly wretched. What
could be the matter was Mark becoming de-
ranged, or-and cold chill Of horror ran
through her frame at the very idea-was it
possible at she was losing her place 10 his
a(fec lone. -, s..s~ =
Il would die by my own hand, did Ibelieve
that was her inward ejaculation, for, ia her
heart Nina loved Mark Clayton with love
almost amounting to idolatry. 'A'
4 The upshot Of Nina's seifcommnnings was
however, that on one morning Within week
of the above detailed events she was sitting in
DIR. Colwell's study, closely yelled and robed
in quite, peaiI gray dress, sif desirous Of
avoiding attention as much as possible. For
to whom could Nina confle her gifts more
naturally than to the old man who had
known her husband from the days Of his in.
fancy rn9ipi't3
'Mrs Claytonv was the Doctors surprised
exclamation, on entering the room in which
be bad been appriscd that a lady desired to
speak with him. sl'op' .'"@ tap,'l
Nina threw aside her veil ard burst out
crying. pa-Ays.' !" "'D'
Tho interview WIS not lorg ono; and
when at last the old gentleman dismissed his
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