The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1869-10-29

Ainscourt looked sharply at his wife.
Was she really in earnest, or was there
mocking undercurrent of satire in her
tonel But he could not decide, so art
less was her countenanee.
lltalk to her about it some time, was
his internal decision.
Daisy he said, carelessly, when din
ner was over, I've asked old Mrs. Bar
berry to come and spend the day with
you Tomorrow
'Oh, have you7 Pm sorry, for I'm en-
gagged out to morrow
you! WhereP
'Oh, at Delmouico's. I've joined a
Woman's Rights Club, and We meet
there to organize
The deuce take woman's rights eiac-
ulated the irate husband.
'0fcourse I don't believe in them,
but it's the fashion to belong to a club ,
and such nice place to 90 to evenings.
j am dull here evenings, Herbert
Herberts heart smote him, but he
answered resolutely:
4 beg you will give up this ridicu-
lous idea. What do you woman want
of clubsP
What men do, I suppose
But l don't approve Of it at ALL
You belong to three clubs, Herbert.
That's altogether different matter,
But why is it diferentP
'Hem-why because of course any
body can see why-it's self evident
4 must be very blind, said Mr.. Aims
court demurely, but 1 confess I can't
discriminate the essential difference
Herbert Ainscourt said no more, but
he did not at all relish the change that
had lately come over the spirit Of Dali
sy's dream.
She did change somehow, she went
out driving here, there, and everywhere
he never krew when he was certain of
aquiet evening with her; she Joined not
only the club, but innumerable societies
for thousand and one purposes, which
took her away from home almost con-
tinually. Mr., Ainscourt chafed against
the DIT, but it was useless. Daisy al
ways had an excuse to plead.
Presently her mother in law bore
down upon her, an austere old lady in
black satin and chestnut brown wig. |
Daisy, you are making my son
wretched.'
Am II cried Daisy. Dear me, II
hadn't an idea of What's the trouble (?
you must ask himself said the
mother in law, who believed-sensible |
old lady-in young married peoples
settling their own difficulties. AN II
know is the bare fact |
So Dsisy went home to the drawing.
room, where Herbert lay on the sofa pre-
tending to read, but in realty broodiug
over his trouble.
What's the matter, HerbertP said
Daisy, kneeling on the floor beside him,
and putting her soft, hands cool on his
fevered brow.
The matters nothing much, only II
am miserable, he sullenly answered,
But why 2 she persisted.
Because you are changed, Daisy
How am l changed 2
You are never at home, you have
lost the domesticity which was, in my
ayes your greatest charm. never have
you to myself any more. Daisy, don't
you see that this is embittering my life 2 ,
Does is make you unhappy she {
lsked softly.
You know that it does, Daisy
And do you suppose I like it Her t
,ertT b
what do you mean 2 he asked. '
4 mean that | passed the first year of f
ny life in just such a lonesome way. Il
you had no domesticity Clubs, drives,
ilhard playing, and champagne sup a
ers engrossed your whole time. !, il
our wife pi1ed at home aloue.' il
But why didn't you tell me you h
'ere unhappyP g
Because you would have laughed at OF
he idea, and called it a Woman's whim 81
resolved when we first married to tt
liter away neither time nor breath in tH
lie complaints. l have not complain ar
!, | have simply followed your ex- Of
nple. If it was not good one whose fal
qlt was that Not mine, surely th
No, Daisy, not yours tn
4 don't like this kind of life, went on of
aisY. 1T is a false excitement-a of
'llow diversion: but persist in it for tin
g same reason, l suppose that you did tai
.becsuseit was the fashion. Now tell Sc
), Herbert whether you prefer a gei
hionable wife, or Daisy the
'Daisy-s thousand times Daisy ? an,
But Daisy can't get along with a all
'atre going club loving husband mu
Then she shall have husband who pst m
4s his greatest happiness at his own forr
.rth-stone-whose wife is his dearest
has tried the experience
surface and finds it unsatisfactory. Na, HIS
lsy shall we begin our matrimonial not,
ser apeWp 20 I
And Daisy's whispered answer wal, Fsd' hs1
Eve
But what must you have thought of
all this time 2 she asked him after a A
g while. SION
l know what l think now.- , "bn
And what is thatP sOfa