The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1870-02-24
NY husband came tendtriy 10 ny side.

With SUCH excuses.
He made no answer, but dropped his
head in his hands, on the table before
him.
ooh, come, Gerald" l urged pctulantly
ut Is SO awkward for me TO go alone al'
ways"
He shook his head listlessly.
~ thought, perhaps, you would be
willing 10 remain at home with me, Mud
cline.". IS
"NIGn arc so selfish" said plaintivclyi
"and nm already dressed. Claudia took
half an hour with my hair. l dare say
you will be guielcr without mc-thNt Is,
ifyou arc determined not to 60"
No answer again.
"Well, If you choose to be 50 sullcn,
can't help IT, l said. lightly, as l turned
and went out of tho room, adjusting my
bouquet-holder, the tubC-rOsc and hello
tropes seeming to distil incense ut every
Was l hcartlcss and cruel? Had ceas-
cd 10 love my hllsbandg From the bot.
tom of my heart believed that loved
him as truly and tenderlyas ever wife
did; but had been so pGttcd and spoiled
NIL my brief, selfish lite, that the better in
stincts were, 20 TO speak, entombed alive.
Invent TO the party, and had my fll OF
adulation and homage, as usual: The
hours seemed to glide AWAY, shod with
roses, and winged with music and per
fumc; and 1t was not until; wCaricd with
dancing, sought q mOmentary refuge In
the hali.liChted tea room, that l heard
words awakening me, as 1t were from q
dream.
"Gcrald Glenn
l could not well 10 mistaken in the
namc-it was scarcely common place
enough for tllat. They wcro talking-tw0
or three business like looking gentlemen
i'm the hull without; and could catch,
now ind then, fugitive word or phrase.
"Fine, cntcrprising young fellOw"-
"Grcat pityN'-"Totally ruined; so Bees
and NIcAIorkcn sayg-"ReCklcSs cxtrAvI-
gance of his wifGr ..r.
All these vague fragments l heard; and
then some one said:
"And what Is lie g6ing 10 do now
"Nhat can he d0T Poor fellow! nm
sorry; but he should have calculated his
income and expenses better" g
"Or his wife should. Oh, these wO'
men! they lie at tho bottom Of oil mans
troublcsW
And they laughed Oh, how could they:
Ind yet TO learn how easy 1t Is, III this
world, to bear other peoples troubles.
II rose hurricdIy up, with my heart
beating tumultUOusly beneath tho pink
azelcas, and went back TO the lighted SI'
loon. Dir. Albany Moore was Whiting TO
claim my hand for the next dance. Arc
YOU i'll, Mrs Glen? How pale
Ill am not very well. wish You
would hive my carriage called, Mr..
Moore" X
For now thought that home was tho
proper place for me!
Hurried by some unaccountable impulse,
sprang out the moment the carringG
wheels touched the CurlstOne, and rushed
into my husbands room. Tho door was
locked, i but L could see light shining
faintly'nndcr tho threshold. II knocked
wildly and pcrsistcntly. ,g
"Gcrald, dear Gerald! for heavens sake
let me iny -.r
Something fell on the marble hearth.
stone within, making metallic click, and
nv husband opened the door little way.
had never seen him look 80 pale betOre,
or so rigid and yet determined T.sM
l'"NYh0 are yOu2" he demanded wildly.
"Why can't you leave INC in pcace!"
ats l Gerald-your Malcline-your
own little wife" .ffi
And I caught his hand from the pistol
hc was trying to conceal in his brcast-its
mate lay on the marble hearth, under the
mantle-and l flung II out Of the window.
"GCrald would you have lcll me-! .
u would have escaped! he cried, still
tlelirious, TO all appearances. "Debt-dis.
graCe-misery-hCr reproAches! | would
have escaped them all"
His head fell, like a weary child, on my
shoulder. l drew lin gently TO q sofa,
and smothcrcd him with thousand muir.
INJURED wOrls-a thousand mute carCsses
For bud It not been oil my faultI Nj.
And through the long weeks of fear that
followed, nlrSed him with an, unwaYCr-
Ing care and devotion. ! Ind but one
thought, one dcsire-to redeem myself in
his estimation, 10 prove 10 him that | was
something more and higher tllanthenCrc
butterfly Of fashion I had hitherto shown
MYSELF =. '"sG. ASisFll~tE
Wen, the March winds had fhowled
themselves away III their mountain fast
ncSses; the brilliant April rHindrOps were
dried on bough and spray, and the apple
blossoms were tossing their fragrant bill
lows Of pinEy bloom in the deep blue mir
Of latter May.
"Wherc are We now z t-.,
II is q picturesque little village not far
from New York, furnished very much
like a maSnified bahy-hOusG. p Gerald sat
In cushioned eAsy.Cllair in the garden,
lust where he could glance through the
open window ut me, working busilY Mt
my needle. :.
said, smilingly sadly, .ls
"Wcll you sec ] like Il. lisa great
deal better than those s0natas On the
HWho would ever have thought you
would make so notable hOusekeeper y
laughed gleeGllly-l had Clild's de.
light in being praised
"Arc you not going to Miss Delancys
cr06iiSt party Y''hc pursued.
mo; wliat do l care for CroQuet par
tics! I am going to finish your shirts,
and you'll read aloud to me" .s'.I +
Madeline, l want you TO answer me
one question"
"What Is III"
"What have you done with your dia'
monds!" gg..l- ~
II sold them long ago they paid scvC.
raj heavy bills besides settling halta years
rent here.
@But Madeline, you were SO proud OF
your diamonds"
II was once; now they would be the
| I,fttop0,t ranhOnOlI my ISyRa n,uIll uRnt