Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1869-10-02
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"Now, look here, Daisy!'' calculated
MIR. Ainscourt, rising from the table and
pushing back his chair, "Adair isn't ex.
actly the man / want you to drive
with -
''But you 60 everywhere with him %
vi dare say-but you and are two
different persons"
"Now, dear Herbert, interposed Daisy,
willfully Misunderstanding him, you
know never was bit proud, and your
associates are full good enough for me.
Let me give you few more oysters"
Ainscourt looked sharply at his wife.
Was she really in earnest, or was there
a mocking undercurrent of satire in her
tone? But he could not decide, so art
less was her countenance.
'Ill talk to her about it some time"
was his internal decision.
"Daisy," he said, carelessly, when din
ner was over, "I'vo asked old Mr., Bar
berry to come and spend the day with
you Tomorrow"
"Oh, have you? Pm sorry, for / am
engaged out tomorrow"
"You! Wbere?'
"Oh, at DelmoncO's. I've Joined n
woman's rights club, and we meet there
to organize"
"The deuce take woman's rights ~
calculated the irate husband.
''Of course don't believe in them, but
it's the fashion to belong to club, and
such nice place to 90 evenings. l am
dull here evenings, Herbert"
llcrbert's heart smote him, 0ut he an
swered rcsolutely:
81 beg you will give up this ridiculous
idea. What do women want of clubs 2"
"What men do, 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?"
"lIen-why? Because-of course
anybody can see why-it's self:evident."
81 must be very blind" SAID Mrs.
Ainscourt, demureiy, "but l confess l
can't discriminate the essential differ
encc."
Herbert Ainscourt said no more, but
he did not at all relish the change that
had latel Y come over the spirit of Daisy's
dream.
She did change somehow. She went
out driving here, there and everywhere.
lie never knew when he was certain of
quiet evening with her; she had not
only joined the club, but innumerable
societies for a thousand and one pur-
poses, which took her from home almost
continually. Mr.. Ainscourt ehafed
against the bit, but it was useless.
Daisy always had some excuse to plead.
Presently her mother-n-law bore down
upon her, an austere old lady in black
satin and chestnut wig
"Daisy, you are making my son very
unhappy"
cam II" cried Daisy. "Dear me, l
hadn't any idea of it What's the
trouble ?"
"You must ask HIMSELF" said the
mother-in-law, who believed-sensible
old lady-in young married people set
tling their own difficulties. GAIL | know
is the fact"
So Daisy went home to the drawing
room where Herbert lay on the sofa pre-
tending to read, but in reality brooding
over his troubles.
"What's the matter, Horbert?" said
Daisy, kneeling on tho floor beside him,
and putting her soft, cool hands on his
fevered brow.
"The matter? Nothing much, only l
am miserable" he sullenly answered.
"Rut why?" she persisted.
"Because you are so changed, Daisy"
''lIow am changed ?"
"You are never at home; you have
lost the domesticity which was, in my
eyes, your greatest charm. | never have
you to myself any more. Don't you see
that this is embttering my life?"
"Does it make you unhappy ?" she
asked softly.
"You know that it does, Daisy"
"And do you suppose | liked it, Her
bert?
"What do you mean ?" he asked.
81 mean that passed the first year of
my married life in such a lonesome way.
You had no 'domesticity.' Clubs, drives,
billiard playing, and champagne suppers
engrossed your whole time, while l, 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 first married, to
fritter away neither time nor breath in
idle complaints. have not complained.
l have simply followed your example.
If it was not good one, whose fault was
that :? Not mine, surely"
"No, Daisy, not yours"
81 don't like this kind of lite," went
on Daisy. at is false excitement-a
hollow diversion; but / persist in it for
the same reason, suppose, that you did
because it was in the fashion. Now,
tell me, Herbert, whether you prefer a
fashionable wife, or Daisy ?"
"Daisy, thousand times, Daisy"
"But Daisy can't get along with a
theater-going, club-loving husband"
"Then she shall have a hn'band who
finds his greatest happiness at his own
hearthstone-whose wife lis the dearest
treasure-who has tried the experience
of outside surface, and finds it unsatis-
factory. Daisy, shall we begin our mat
rimonial career anew?"
And Daisy's whispered answer was