Vermont daily transcript. [volume] (St. Albans, Vt.) 1868-1870, 1868-06-20

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different in the days when we used to
take those twilight walks, the days be-
fore we were married. My husband a
drunkard! Oh, Aunt Tryphosa. l
would sooner we were both in our
graves ~
Don't talk so, pet ~ mulmured Aunt /
Tryphosa, taking off her dim spectaclos. /
1.-The Lord knows what's best for us all,
but
"Hush!" calculated Rosa, springing
to her feet, ~ hear the gate click :
"Aunt Tryphosa, he has thought better
of it! he has come back "
No; the slight, fair almost girlish
looking young fellow in the lieutenants
uniform, was not jerome Fenwick-and
there was n touch of bitterness even in
the welcoming tears that Rosa poured
out on the breast of the soldier brother
she had not seen for three long years.
"Hallon exclaimed Charley Warner
"why, thought you were so happy,
Rosa. And where's my new brother-in-
law ?n
'He-he isn't at home" sobbed out
Rosa. ooh, Charley, am very, very
miserable" -.
"Well, this is a queer welcome!"
ouoth the lieutenant, sitting down in
front of the blazing chestnut logs, and
drawing Rosa upon his knee, now puss,
tell me all about t-and somebody hold
my hands tight, for | feel very much
like giving my unknown brother-in-law
a thrashing before | know anything of
the merits of the case"
"Well-I reckon it's about time for
me to be movang ~ said Jerome.
Now Jerome Fenwick was none the
worse for the frequent libations in which
he INDUCED at least not in his opinion
For he had firmly resolved, on entering
the green baize doors of the "Colum-
bian Hotel,n not to drink too much, and
he fancied he had kept the resolution:
Only-to be sure, the sandcd floor did
surge to and fro littlc-and the great
logs in the chimney changed places with
the door in most unaccOuntable man
ner, and the voices around his sounded
now close to his ear, now far away, as if
the speakers were receding into dim dis
lance. Yet jerome Fenwick with
very wide open eyes, and turgid anna
bility upon his set features, reiterated
himself, "that he was all right-as a
trivet!'
because you see!" soliloquized Jer-
ONE, aloud, "I'm married mainland
--and-duties / owe to society! | can't
be drunk, becauSe--"
He caught the arm of his chair as il
seemed to give sudden lurch ceiling
ward.
"I-I guess I'll go back to Rosa !"
In the same instant a sudden electric
thrill seemed to send the hot blood
back to his heart. Rosa yes, it was hel
voice speaking in the room beyond
Her voice-and in what words!
"a glass of gin-sling-and be quicl
about it. Pshaw! none of your dish
water compounds! make it hot an(
cfrn1r ~
"Mrs. Fenwick !" calculated min'
host in dismay.
"Yes-Mrs. Fenwick-what are 70,
staring at? and I've come. to keep hin
company. I'm tired of staying at hom
by myself. If he's going tOmalle a reg
ular practice of getting drunk here, VIII.
he may as well do it in his wife's com
pany-and I'll be drunk tool"
ROSA"
eyes my dear. Good evening to yov
gentlemen" she said, nodding to tn
staring assemblage and taking sip
upon my word, this feels warming al
ter the night air. You are right, Jel
ONE, it is better than crouching over tn
fire at home. You are right, my dear
you are always right, and hereafter II
going to follow your example"
Rosa, are you mad? Come home
child" whispered Jerome in an agon
VI
another glass, landlord" calculate
the Amazon, giving Jerome push wit
her elbow. "I didn't know it was
good. Try taste of it Jerome"
Rosa / command you to come away.
"What for? Haven't / as much rigl
here as any one? You said you didn
care whether l came or not-and here
am.n
Jerome wiped the drops of perspir'
tion from his brow and upper lip.
"DO not mortify me thus ROsa,n /
whispered. "Remember these spect
tors"
"Well, you've mortified me enoug
times and its poor rule that won
work both ways. Landlord-I think
I'll take--n
She paused abruptly. The two glass
of fiery liquid were apparently begil
ming to tell on her feminine brain. HI
head fell heavily upon her breast, IL
blue eyes stared steadily into space, al
her arms fell heavily at her side.
"She's gone !" exclaimed Joe Hyd
who had watched the crisis with i
tense interest.
II will trouble you to mind your ow
business, sir, if you please" return,
Jerome Fenwick haughtily. All, h
pride was touched to the quick no.
"Clark Tiffany, will you help me car
my-my wife home? She is quite IL
able to walk. Good heavens! that
should live to see this day!'
Clark Tiffany advanced with su
dued grin upon his cOuntenance, to a
sist his boon companion. But it was
easy task they had undertaken. New
wasso totally limp and helpless burd,
before; from the tip of the pink worst
hood to the fur edged moccasin the
was no spark of elasticity or animatio
as the two men dragged their slow WI
over the hard frozen ground.
"Abominible disgraceful !" mutter
Fenwick, wiping his steaming fol