Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1869-01-21
LOVE AND DIAMONDS,
STORY OF A womAN's DEVOTION.

A STORY OF A woMAN's DEVOTION
My husband came tenderly to m.
side.
"Are you going outthis evening
love2"
"Of course / am. "
| looked down complacently a
my dress of pink Grape, dew-drop
ped over with crystal and the trail:
of pink azalcas that caught up its
folds here and there. A diamond
bracelet encircled one round, white
arm, and a little cross blazed fitful
lily at my throat l never looked
better, and l felt a sort of girlish
pride as my eyes met the fairy re-
Election in the mirror.
F" Come, Gerald, make haste
Why, you haven't begun to dress
yet" mafa.t
Where we're my wifely instincts
that / did not see the haggard,
down look in his features the te-
vered light in his eyes +?
II can't go to night, Madeline
! / am not well enough"
"You are never well enough to
oblige me, Gerald. am tired of
being put off with such lame excu-
ses."
He made no answer, but dropped
his head in his hands on the table
before him. ~,,
oQh, oon,e, Gerald" / urged,
petulantIy; it is SO awkward for
me to 60 alone altOays ! "
He shook his head Hstlessly.
"I thought, perhaps, you would
be willing to remain at home with
me, Madeline"
Men are selfish " said, plain
lively; card | am all dressed
Claudia took half an hour with my
hair. dare say you'A be greaG
deal ouieter without me, that is, if
YOU are determined not to 60"
! No answer again.
"Woll, if you choose to be sui
len, I can't help it," said, lightly
as | turned and went our of the
room, adjusting my boquct holder,
the tube-roses and heliotropes
seeming to distil incense at every
motionEg a
Was / heartless and cruel? Had
| ceased to love my husband ?--
From the bottom of my heart | be-
lievc that | loved him as tenderly
and truly as ever a wife did but
had been so spoiled and petted all
my brief, spiritIess life, and the bet
ter instincts were, so to speak, en-
tombed alive.
l went to the party, and had my
fill of adulatiop and homage as
usual. The hours seemed to glide
away, shod with roses, and winged
with music and perfume, and it was
not until, wearied with dancing, /
momcntary refuge in the
half lighted tea room, that l heard
words Weakening me, as it were,
from a dream.
"Gerald Glenn p"
| could not well be mistaken in
the name-it was scarcely common
place, enough forthat. They were
Or three ebusiness.lilIe
looking n1en-in the hall without,
and l could catch now and then a
fugitive word or phrase.
Fine, enterprising young fol |
low -" Great pity -" Totally |
ruined, SO Bees & McMorken say y
g The reckless extravaganza of his
wife ! :" |
An these vague fragments Il
heard and then some one said:
And what is he going to do
now?"
"What can he? Poor fellow
am sorry; but he should have
his income and expenses
better" i
"Or his wife should. Oh, these
women; they are at the bottom OF
all a mans troubles f"
And they laughed. Oh, how
could they? l had yet to learn
how easy it is in this world to bear
other peoples troubles. as
l rose hurriediy up,with my heart
beating tumultuously beneath the
azaleas, aud went back to the light
ed saloon, Mr.. Albany Moore was
waiting to claim my hand for the
next dance.
"Are you i'll, Mrs. Glenn? How
pale youlook!" " /
"I-I am not very well. l wish
you would have my carriage called,
Mr.. Moore"
ForI now felt that home was the
for me.
Hurried by some unaccounta0le