The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1868-12-15


and then some one asked: sAnd what is
| he going to do now?'
What can he do, poor fellow? | am
sorry, but he should have counted his
income and his expenses better
| Or bis wife should. Oh, these wo-
men; they are at the bottom of all q man s
TROUBLES 4. S
And they laughed. Oh, how could
they? 1 had yet to learn how easy it is,
in this world, to bear other peoples
troubles. siIapF - r,sht q a
1 rose .hlrriedly, my heart beating
tumultuously beneath the pink azaleas,
| and went back. to the lighted saloon.
Mr. Albany Moore was waiting to claim
my hand for the next dance a9' p 7
sAre YOU i'll, Mrs. Glen? How pale
| you look..' ....l.a 347@
I'll am not very well. / wish you
| would have my carriage called for me,
Mr. Moore a @
For now felt that home was the
proper place for me.
Hurried by some unaccountable~ inn
70.
| pulse, sprang out the moment the car
ris.ge wheels touched the curbstone, and
rushed up to my husbands room
| The door was locked, but could see
a light shining family under the thres-
hold. / knocked wildly and persist
| emily. - -
! Gerald dear Gerald! for heavens
| sake let me in !!
Something fell upon the marble
| hearthstone within, making a metallic
click, and nay husband opened the door
little way 1 had never seen him look
SO pale before, or SO rigid, yet go deter
| min ed. 80
! who are you?' he demanded wildly.
| Why cannot you leave me in peace 2
| 1T is I, Gerald--your Mad deline--your
| own little Wife e
| And caught from his hand the pis-
tol he was trying to conceal in his
breast mate lay on the hearth un-
der the mantle-and flung it out of the
| window.
| Gerald would you have left mef'
| I would have escaped he cried, still
half delirious, to all appearances.-
debt, disgrace, misery--her reproaches!
I would have escaped them all =
His head fell. like that of a weary
child on my shoulder l drew him
| gently to sofa, and soothed him with
/ thousand murmured words--a thou
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all my fault?
And through all the long weeks of
| fear that followed, nursed him with
unwavering care and devotion. l had
deem myself in his estimaton--to
prove to him that / was some thing
more and higher than the mere butter
fly of fashion l had hitherto shown my
self.
Well. the March winds had howled
themselves away into their mountain
Businesses; the brilliant April rain.
drops were dried on bough and spray
and now the apple blossoms were toss
ing their fragrant billows OF pinky
bloom in the deep blue air Of latter
May.
Where are We now
1t was picturesque little villa, not
far out of Pittsburgh. furnished very
like magnificent baby house Gerald
sat in q cushioned easy-chair in the gar.
den, just where he could glance through
the open window at me-, working busily
with my needle.
what an industrious fairy it is he
said, smiling sadly.
'Well, you see, like it. It is a great
deal better than those sonatas on the
piano. ~
who would have thought you would
make 50 notable a housekeeper?
laughed gleefully; 1 had all child's
delight in being praised.
Are you going to Mrs Desaney's
croquet party?' he asked.
No; what do care for croquet par-
ties? I'm going to finish your shirts. |
and you'll read aloud to me-
Madeline, want you to answer me
one question:
what is it?'
What have you done with your da-
monds?'
i sold them long ago. They paid |
several heavy bills, besides settling half /
a years rent, here
But. Madeline, you were so proud of
your diamonds
Il was once; but now, they would be
the bitterest reproach my eyes could
meet. Oh, Gerald, had I been less
vain, and thoughtless, and extrava-
pant-