The post. [volume] (Middleburg, Snyder County, Pa.) 1864-1883, 1870-11-10
what Came OF Ny Jealousy.

II was Il misty yet sweet Septem.
Der night cii see tho sky n it
hung oicr our cottage hjmc, starry
blue with here and there puch OF
white, floating gossamcr aud the har-
vest moon coming aud Il n,odu. all
the world with SplenIOr. rrmrwbrr
hCw the CRIMSON rosrs hung above th'
ioor.wny, heavy with the,roSu sweet.
uc>-, aud wha, suggestive oior- ilHt-
"a zip from the Aow,r-bcl~ in the dim
old gag ten. | eau even remember
the dress wore, pure whi'c. becau'
that was the dress in which my hu'-
band loved mo best. Dil he love NE
At all! Or was it my yellow soIi
that won himy
Immediately after our marriage W
went TO Europe, wberJ We ramblcd
about for year or two, w'nteiln. N
Rome, and speniing our SUNNI r ia
the Alps. Then we returned home.
But tho nomadic spirit was still mp
ON Us an We took what our own
coua,ry afforded in the way of gip.v
lllc In the midst OF thi, wondering
IN "a little country amid the lakes, my
fr,t trouble came. On the seen !
day oi our soiourn IT this place. to
which we came. ia aCcJrdanre 10 my
hu-bsnds wish, missed him. IL
va, fishing for trout, one Of our party
suggested and in the aitc~nonn we
>tgolicd doSn toward the stream.
pass,n. a small cottage We heard vo.-
ccs, AMI something familiar made mo
Glance tha, way. There they stood
,le by side, my hu,blnd AMI wom-
an, vi glossy, raven hair | p'Ss-
ed on in silence; ; bat that night, when
my husband rcturucd AMI solght me,
| wa, reserved and ,oll. refused
to dance, aud would not sing for him
lie followed mo from place to place,
his eyes full Of grave s1lcit,dc. The
lnstan. We were 10 our room he caught
my hand in his,
My & Ring he said, wha,
troubles yOu =
For my Ire | could not tell him. ]
wa, afraid to let him know that !
doubted his integrity.
Horace" | questioned. timidly
do you love ME -
Ills fine eyes opened wide with a..
constituent. But he answered passion
al,ly:
Love you? Ay, better than You
will ever kown, Violet "
" Did you--have you loved auy one
clse :" | iullercd
"Neve:, Violet, On my honor
was happy, yet not entirely salts
isfed was woman. Eve ate tho
forbidden fruit with Paradise al
around her.
Then who was She" | faltsred =
that woman l SAW you with this at
ternuOn :"
lie started md flushed very red fol
moment, then he laughed.
"Oh !" he said. Jealous are you
Then ! AN sure you love me. But
seriously, dear, ought TO have apol
ogizcd Tor my long absense. Tba
woman WAS IA triepd--an old friend o
miLe she's in distress, and | had tt
help her. Are YOU satisfied ?"
nodded my head 10 assent, yet IN,
heart was not quite at rest. Aite
that we went down to our little Sc;
home, aud settled into sober, marie,
life and for months our bliss wa
perfect; and then that dreadful nigh
came
Horace bad been gone all day. III
did not come home Tor dinner, as wa
his custom no, after having ORDERED
tea, | dressed myself. aud sat dowa OF
The rose-shadcd porch TO await him
Sunset, dusk, evening, the moon sos
ing up above the sea. Still he di'
not come. Diuner and supper hat
both spoiled; the flowers in my ha;
were fading, and was sick au'
weary with waiting and suspense
Horace had never remained away :
long since our marriage. What coal
detain him SO? Very slowly tn
, ni.ht went by, Twelve o'clock came
the moon iroped out of sight, leavln'
me in darkness. Au owl hoole
IRON the top of the willow, and tn
surf beat with weary, sob0in
sound.
I worked myself up into periee
: tremor of alarm and nervous excite
men', and by degrees tho old dout
or fear or. whatever il was, stole bic
TO my mind. Ny husband was crue
to keep me 10 such suspense. lie di
not love me II never once occure
. 10 me tha, he might be detained aga nj
: his will. When al last the clock vi
on the stroak Of three, l causht ih
. quick tramp Of his horses feet. Br