The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1869-11-09

actly the man I want you to drive with p
But you go everywhere with him.
81 daie say-but you and / are two
| different persons"
Now, dear Herbert" !" interposed Dai-
sy. wilfully misunderstanding him, 'you
know / never was bit proud, and the
associates that are good enough for you
are good enough for me. Let ne give
you few more oysters"
Ainscourt looked sharply at his wife
Was she really in earnest, or was there
a hooking undercurrent of satire in her
tone? But he could not decide, so art
less was her couutenaRce.
I'll talk to her about it sometime, was
his internal decision.
Daisy" he said, carelessly. when din
ner was over, 1--WE asked old Mrs. Bar
berry to come and spend the day with
| you tomorrow
"Oh, have you? I'm sorry, for am
engaged out tomorrow"
You! Where
"Oh, at Delmonico's. I've joined a
Woman's Rights Club, and we meet there
to organize
"The deuce take woman's rights t.
calculated the irate husband.
"Of course 1 don't believe in them,
but it's the fashion to belong to club,
and such nice place to 60 to evenings
Herbert"
Herbert's heart snote him, but he ans
Wered. resOlutely:
81 beg you will give up this ridiculous
idea What do women want of clubs 2
"What men do, I suppose"
"But | don't approve of it at all"
"You belong to three clubs. Herbert "
'That's altogether different matter"
"But why is it different?"
"Hem-why =? because-of course any-
body can see why-it's self-evident"
II must be very blind" said Mrs
Ainscourt, demurely, but I confess I
can't discriminate the essential dlfferen-
ce.'
Herbert Ainscourt said no more, but
he did not at all relish the change that
had lately come over the spirit of Daisy
dream
She did change, somehow. She went
out driving, here. there, and everywhere.
He never knew when he was certain of
a quiet evening with her: she joined not
only the club, hut innumerable societies
for thousand and one purposes, which
took her away from home almost con-
tinually. Mr.. Ainscourt chafed against
the bit, but it was useless. Daisy al
ways had an excuse to plead.
Presently her mother-i law bore down
upon her, an austere old lady in black
satin and chestnut brown Wig.
"Daisy,you are making my son wretch
ed"
cam Y" cried Daisy "Dear me. I
hadn't an idea of it! What's the troub-
lie 2"
"You must ask himself" said the mo-
ther-m- law, who believed--sensible old
lady-in young married peoples settling
their own difficulties. "Al. l know is
the bare fact"
SO Daisy went home to the drawing
room. where Herbert lay on the sofa
pretending to read, but in reality brood
ing over his troubles.
whats the matter, Herbert?'' said
Daisy. kneeling on the floor beside him,
and putting her soft, cool hands on his
fevered brow.
''The matter? Nothing much, only
l am miserable" he sullenly answered.
"But why ?" she persisted.
because you are so changed, Daisy"
"How am changed ?"
"You are never at home; you have
lost the domesticy which was,in my eyes,
your greatest charm. l never have you
to myself any more. Daisy, don't you
see how this is embittering my life p
"Docs it make you unhappy" she
asked, softly. A
'.You know that it does, Daisy"
"And do you suppose l liked it, Her
bert 2"
"What do you mean 2" he asked.
81 mean that passed the first year of
my married life in just such lonesome
way. You had no 'domesticitY. Clubs,
drives, billiard playing, and champagne
suppers engrossed your whole time. /,
your wife, pined at home alone"
'.But why didn't you tell me you were
unhappy
''Because You would have laughed at
the idea, and called it woman's whim.
/ resolved, when we were first married,
to frilter away neither time nor breath
in idle complaints. / have not COM
planned; 1 have simply followed your ex-
ample: If it was not good one, whose
tault was that? Not mine, surely"
mo, Daisy, not yours"
81 don't like this kind of life. went
on Daisy ''It is false excitement-a
hollow diversion; but persist in it for
the same reason, suppose, that you
did-because it was the fashion. Now
tell me, Herbert, whether you prefer a
fashionable wife, or Daisy"
"Daisy--a thousand times Daisy"
But Daisy can't get along with thea
tre- going, club-living husband"
''Then she shall have a husband who
finds his greatest happiness at his own
hearth stone whose wife is his dearest
has tried the experienced
of surface and finds it unsatisfactory
Daisy, shall we begin our matrimonial
career anew"
And~Daisy's whispered answer was,
"Yes."
"But what must you have thought Of
me all this time? z" she asked him, after a
little while.
IL know what I think now"
"And what is that p
II think" said Mr.. Ainscourt, with
emphasis, that you are the best wife in
the world"
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