Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1869-01-13
ONE FEARFUL NIGHT.
(FRoM ARTRUR's HOME MAGAZINE. }
Selected by the c. 7, Ptb, Committee,

Selected by the c. 7. Ptb, Committee,
We came down earlier than usual to the
s'shore" that season, said my friend, and
took rooms at a cottage, not liking the
hustle of "a large hotel We were to oc
cupy the cottage jointly with another
family, consisting of a gentleman, bis
wife, and little daughter abouttslx years
old Our landlady was q pleasant Qnak-
er, Of middle age, and all the appoint
ments Of her house we're neat and com
Portable. We were first on the ground,
and would have the nice little home all
to ourselves for two weeks, when our to-
low-boarders were to arrive
II hope they are pleasau people" said
my wife, as we sat at the tea-tabie on the
evening before the day on which Mrs.
Rawlings expected them. g''You said
their name was Glare 2" turning to our
landlady. f
eyes" LEi af
"Who arc they 7" ea IS s
people of standing, | belieSe," was
the quiet answer. z. ea.ae
CIV ere they ever here before! @
Mrs. Rawlings said--No." "a78t l q
II feel little nervous alb ut our fell
low boarders," said my wife, when we
were alone If they should prove
agreeable, we shall have avery easy time;
but if disagaeeable, only annoyance.
Tw families thrown together as closely
as ours will be, need, for comfort to them
selves, affinity of tas,e aud temperament"
I'VE shall have to make the best of
What comes" I answered. "No doubt
they will prove agreeable enough. :
We were on the porch next day, wait
ing for the new arrival, when the omni-
bus from the depot drove up.
Mr. Glare was man of about thirty
five. He had one of those fine, bat mark
ed faces, which once seen you never for
get. 1t was frank, but strong in feature
with grave, sweet mouth-frnlfy set
for all it's sweetness His eyes were
large and gentle, and Just a little sad |
thought, as looked into them for the
first time. 9 5i5fst # ~ 10
AS be lifted his wife from the omnibus
she was small and light--wlth aim st
lorer-llke gentIeness, Tfelt my heart1go-
in. out towards the man, and drew a
deep breath Of relief 81 1Taa a
1.-The right kind of peoFle," said [, as
they passed into the cottage. and left me
alone with my wife on the porch. Ibid
you get good look at Mrs. Glare z /
did not" -.f Is a E
"Yes, rsss seIsm
"Well, what did the look tell you ?''al
"She's lovely
"And Mr.. Clare--What do you think
of him z"
Hes a splendid looking man" an
swered my wife, with an emphasis on one
word in the sentence that left the impress
lon d doubt IN her mind
S4Ha you notice his mouth ~ rs..
les s. s..
1T was strong, yet sweet, like q, wo.
man s.
A slight veil of thought dropped down
over my wife's face. She did not answer
for some moments; then said, in kind of
absent away, as if she were turning over
some doubt in her mind--tYes; the
mouth was gentle and firm-but has lines
Of suffering" .s - .sa.. agas
"You think SO T. y
''The, were very plain to my eyes.
And now, look ng through my wife's
eyes, they were plain to me.
We met Mr. and Mrs. Clare at the din
ner-table, and found them all we could
desire--quiet, refined, and just social
enough to make Intercourse pleasant. The
lady was charming though you could not
cali her beautiful. She was petite in
figure, with a soft oval face, and brown
eyes that were lustrous, yet tender. /
noticed, as she sat beside her husband at
the table, that she leaned little towards
him, Afterwards, l observed the same
attitude, always when they we're together
sitting or standing. And she had way
Of looking into his face that was peculiar
"a sober, loving kind of gay--question,
ing, and [ sometimes thought touched
18th donbt, or shadowed by some ever
present emory.
Mr.. :lare was very gentle towards his
wife, and, it was plain to see, very fond
of her Nay, ''fond" is too weak word,
He loved her with pure and deep afec-
ton. s...f arHa. .a5t
had claret on the table, and offered
my bottle to our new guests. But they
declined, with what seemed to me almost
cold pollteness. -aea a.5
lit is cooling to the blood" I remark
ed, as lifted glass of the richly coIored
wine to my lips. 4aa.Eal.s @s" -
''It may cool the blood in some Yiens,
but it burns like fire in others" replied
Mr.. Glare, alter moment or two of silence
said nothing in answer to this, and
the subject was dropped found Mr.
Glare man of large culture, simpla hab-
its, and fine conversational powers. We
were much together, and mutually enjoy
ed each others society.
A week went by pleasantly enough
Bathing, waking, and driving on the
beach, sitting in-the fresh sea-breeze, and
watching the surf as it came seething in
upon the shore, or gazing out upon the
reat, inmeasurable ocean--so the time
passed almost like dream
Every day took my olaret, but Mr..
Clare drank only water
81 wish you would try glass of this
wine" said |, as we sat at the dinner
table one day, about week after the ar
rival Of our new friends, and / pushed
my bottle towards him.
Thank you" Mr.. Clare answered