North Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1867-current, 1869-04-14

oiooN W "io"H stohe DouSeS IN splendid
part of the city.
"What do you amp she demanded
as she accompanied her husband up the
broad steps to the door,
II mean,' he replied, "that this is the
home and this is the work SHOP"
And he led her in. Among other rooms
to which he conducted his wife was one
fitted up as workshop, where, as he
said, he was accustomed to indulge his
love for mechanical work, after having. rs
he assured her, regularly served his time
at learning trade.
Mrs. MAXWELL stood and looked at him
intently.
This is your house p she asked.
''Yes, madam.'
"And you are not poor but rich ?''
lyon speak the truth, Mrs. MAXWELL"
"And why did you play the jest upon
me ?'
''To sec whether you really loved me
for my own sake
''Ah, pretty, indeed! And suppose
yom don't love me?"
"But do"
:'IIumph! y
So there was little family quarrel on
the spot.
"Now invite your father and mother to
come and see u.s." said Mrs. MAXWELL.
after the clouds had cleared away son,e>
what.
II will,' she replied, ~ will. But first
you must go with me to sec them. and to
pacify them in view of what we have
DONE"
''Very we'll"
In a few days they started out in the car
riage on their errand. Mrs. MAXWELL
gave the directions to the driver, and her
husband could not help expressing his
wonder at the increasing squalor of the
neighborhood through which they rode.
The carriage drew up at length, before
miserable tenement house, and STONED.
"Where the deuce arc you taking me ?'
asked MAXWELL, looking sharply at his
wife.
Come and see,' was her reply, as she
proceeded to step from the carriage.
"Here, watt he exclaimed after his
hesitancy, "let me get out first and helm
you out. What does this mean ?'
Follow me- was her reply.
She led him up stairs, up, up, throu.h
throngs and dirt and smells to the fourth
story. Here she opened door without
knocking. and the two entered. The
woman was dressed neatly and so were
the children, but they were all dressed
very poorly, in keeping with the place.
The man was clad more careessly, and
even more poorly. On his herd he kept
his hat, which certainly was full half a
dozen years old.
"My husband. Mr.. Mainwell; my father
ana mother, brothers and sisters!n said
Mrs. MAXWELL, introducing all parties.
MAXWELL stood and stared without
speaking.
"Ask their pardon, George" said Mrs.
MAXWELL, "for running away with me I"
'Who are they?'
''llave not told you; didn't intro
duce you ?'
"Who were those at the watering
place p
''Some wealthy people who had see n
me ut the miliner's where sewed for
livelihood-servcd at my trade, George
and who fancied my appearance. dressed
me up, and took me there with them"
"You jest with me-" he said, with a
CHASTITY smile.
''Do l? Do I, indeed? These people
a sister. Jest, indeed You will find
that out"
"You are too cultured, too tasteful, too
fine featured |"
"All this milliner may be, or a sewing
girl. Look for yourself among the class
Is it not true? All that We girls need is
Dress
MAXWELL lifted his fist and dashed it
through the air. He ground his teeth,
and turning away. left the room, slam
ming the door violently behind him.
His wife took off her hat and cloak and
furs. and flung herself down at table
and buried her face in her handkerchief.
The door was opened again, and Main
well put in his head.
"You have deceived me-" he said, "but
come..yyou are my wife-l will try and
bear it,
She sprang to her feet and confronted
him.
Your wife, am IY' she exclaimed.
"Your wife, and doomed to live with one
who does not love her, but was in love
with her circumstances! No, sir; you
may go. l will not live wife unloved
for myself-you must take me thus, or l
will stay. Still can work.
lie closed the door and retired down the
stairs to the street, clinching his hands
and his teeth as he went.
"The horrible disgrace Of it," he NUT
tered. 1.-The derision that will be my lot.
And then to marry such girl n
But at the s.ieet door he tarried. lie
had struggle with himself there all alone.
Suddenly he turned and dashed impet-
uously up the stairs, flung open the door
of the room, seized his wife in his arms
and ciasped her to his heart.
"My wife," he whispered in her ear
"Such you are and ever shall be before
God and before the world"
"Now begin to think that you love
me- she said, smiling in his face. "You