Daily Davenport Democrat. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1864-1874, 1867-12-21
TaigEy'S SECOND WIFE.
~ nsLsN r,REst GRAVES.

"what makes you SO lao tonight, Ira
o.y.'
Frank Tracey laughed and reddenei a
little ~ his room mate, Howard Leigh,
carclcssly put the question.
"Bu.hing, Oh p pursued the latter. with
asplce Of miscLisvous malice in his voice :;
then OF course am 10 conclude that you
have been in the charming society Of some
yoong lady"
Your guess is partly right said Tracey,
iigM!y; "bu, tho lady is q very little lady.
IL tell you the truth, have been spending
the evening At Mrs. Walton's, and play ing
with tha, charming little baby Of hers. |
never saw such ltts Hcbe in my life
Why, | could have set for hours with that
baby on INV knee"
Then am to conclude that she neither
chewcd your cravat cuds, nor jerkcd At
your watch chain, to say nothing of cry
,nsr'
Not bit Of Il. She's the most perfect
little piece Of flesh and blood I ever saw in
my life; Il thought she would grow up
hall an pretty AS she is nov, upon my life
Id wait for her."
SAnd what would Leonore Warren
say p
All, what, indeed I'm glad you've re-
called mc r. 10y altv, though certainly Leon
ore can't very well te jealous Of my tiny
l.rtations with Mrs. Walton's pretty baby.
iSeigho. sorhetimes think I've made mis-
take in engaging myself to Leonore Warren.
She IL - beautiful ~ On angel, aud vet We
don't seem 10 be copgcnial.
.Rsthsr late to think Of that, should
Imagine. when the wedding day is fixed
and passage taken IL the European stealn,s
for the wed In. tour
by 'he-wsy, Frank, how long will you
remain IN Elrope.'
II can't say; some years believe. Le-
onore thinks a resiaa nce in PARIS will be
delightful. don't agree with her but
brides. You know. are privileged 10 have
their own way. | tell you what. Howard,
the prettis, pink coral in Naples shall be
sent 10 hang round the ivory neck of Mrs.
wslton's baoy."
Prank, how fond you are Of children r.
You're wrong there, my boy atn no,
Sond Of children. generally speaking, but 1
don't know who could help loving thst little,
brcwn-syed seraph.'
Frank took up the Newspaper as he spoke
and the conversation gradually merged into
the all-ensrancing subject Of politics, foreign
and domestic.
Twenty years have ebbed aud flowed into
the broad channel Of tine, and Mr.. and
Mrs. Tracey had just taken possession OF
their slegaot mansion after a long residence
sbrosd. II vas evening. The gilded clock
on the mantel pointed to the hour of seven.
.ne nre burned brightly in the ornSmsntcd
ersss. and the flowers in the several vases
on escn eide Of tho chimney piece. we're
sc,rcesy brighter in their hues than The |
p'csorsd blossoms on the superb veIve, car.
pet. Vel
Frank Tracey, whes.a eh.ocea f,o,, A..
handsome youth into . III. s,s,sl. v ,". 'ne
forty, stood shoughtfully Sso,s ~. " O.. VI
while his lsnguid, faded-loosssc wife Wifi " &C.
clincd On soia in the lustrous sS.s. :; ~.
glowing chandeliers. There was ON, ons
guest present to break The monotony o. W.
eorjaeai scse-a-tste, and he was our old &C.
qosintsnce Howard Leigh.
II do wish. Frank, ron wouidn't keep
drumming on that mantel nth POUR fingers
= nakes me 80 nervous, but, ofe0nsse, you
&c nes sers tor that" sxehtmo6 Mn. Ira
esy pseulAnty.