The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-02-03

! Tossing her fault to herself with as mucE
earnestness as though her husband was
listener II am sorry. If Max was
rough here the lips swelled again 81
was hasty. suppose those tiresome books
troubled him; will 60 and apologize
And, rising, she left the room, and
! walked along the hall to the rear of the
house where the little library was sit
uated But, laying her hand on the knob
of the door, she was surprised to find it
fastened Thelbck was turned.
| 8" Unkind n she said now, the red spot
deepening agxiin onsthe cheek; and noise
lessly as she had come, she returned to
the parlor.
Two, three hours crept away, Lonesome
enough felt the solitary Alice, striving to
pass the time with her Sewing, upon
which, now and then, a tear dropped
silently. ALI that time, however her
thoughts were busy, and she chung to
her first resolve NOT. to sleep until she
had made peace with her husband. For
it was a new thing for this young crea-
ture77the pet OF her girlhood home, and
1.-THE bride of less than year-to hear a
harsh word or utter an unkind one and all
that long evening, while she sat there in
tears, seemed an age to her. All little Alice,
can such exquisitly keen suffering ever,
ever, come agains - s
Nine ten, eleven o'clock struck, and
then she heard the library door open,
and her husbands footsteps along the
hall. But thay did not pause at the par
lor though the door was partially ajar /;
they passed on and he assembled the
staircase, to their chamber This was too
much. Hot tears swelled In. the large
sensitive eyes, and womanly indignation
prompted her to remain below until she
was ,caimr and, when ushe went to- her
room, her husband was, or pretended to
be, fast.locked in sleep. $1,000. 80. r
Next morning, at breakfast, the young
wife was quite prepared to expect the
way mightlbe eaiser for the establishing
of peace between them, but there was a
reserve and iciness in Mr.. Maillard's
manner which quite frustrated this inten-
tion.a He hurried through his meal,
went to- the library for the books, looked
into the breakfast room again for courte-
Gus good morning" but did not unbend
to bestow the cdstomary parting kiss q 3
Alice felt more than ever grieyed thus
thrown back upon herself. All day
long she was most unhappy, and could
not settle herself about her usual employ
ments The feelings she suffered were
SO new to herr it was something she
never thought could happen--to speak a
quick, angry word to one who was all
the world to her, and no matter though
she had never been betrayed into the
utterance,a she could never be happy
again till it had been explained and for
given. She aooud speak to her husband
before sleep again sealed her eyelids,
though very sound, indeed, had not been
the slumber that had visited her last
night, t >;-G II
When evening arrived, and Mr. Mail
lard came up to dinner, Alice met him
as usual with an affectionate greeting,
and put up her lips for the customary
kiss; but very icy was the salutation, and
such a tone Of restraint pervaded his
manner that she found herself deferred
from uttering word. At table Mr..
Maillard was politely attentive, and led
the conversation to subjects of general
interest, keeping it up so skillfully tina
not an opening appeared for the intro
subject that engrossed his wife's. mind,
and when he rose, he said 80 have an
engagement at the club tonight, Mrs.
Maillard, and it will probably be late
when RETURN" and went out. 9r
"Why did | not speak aoon't let it
pass so. He is as cold as an iceberg. /
toaW have an explanation before sleep
tonight" said Alice, passionately :" He
shant treat me like child any longer"
It was late when Mr.. Maillard returned,
and he did not expect to find the watch
5er who sat III the parlor, and alittle sur
prise was in his glance when he entered,
but he made DO comment.
:" 1t is after twelve, know, Maxwell
but | sat up for you. The trnth is,
wanted to speak to you about--about-"
but here she paused. .sigif aaa
, "tWell?" "a g4ar itfr
There was but little encouragement in
the cool monosyllable that Mr.. Maillard
uttered; and the eyes upon which his
wife's were turned appealingly held no
glance of tenderness to lure her on in the
step that was now growing painful to her,
although he very well knew what was
going on In her mind Was this man q
hardened boor?
Society, as l said, called him gen.
tleman. He had many excellent traits !;
and he had not really felt comfortable
himself since that affair in the liabrary !;
but he had a strong, passionate nature
and an iron will that had never been
.subdued; and like many Of his proud
and imperious type, he
would neither bend to acknowl-
edgements himself, nor seem to encour-
age, by any tenderness Of manner, his
wife's. S.. he sat stately and frigld in
his seat he had taken by the freside.
Meantime, -afectionate and sell