The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1871-10-19


with perfect distinctDess. You look SO
worried that almost regret having told
you anything about the matter. The lady
was very probably some relative.
"Hs has no relatives living in New
York of that am certain.
| Eleanor Chadwick spoke these words
in a hollow, absent way, while Miss Tit
tie cher mischievous work ACCOMPLISHED
rose to go.
The rest of the day was passed misera-
bly, enough by John Chadwick wife.
When he reached home that evening,
few moments before six o clock-tbe hour
for dinner-John Chadwick was startled
to find how woe-begone look his Elean-
or was wearing.
II thought you would be quite recov-
cred from your indisposition by this
time." he said, quietly, while drawing off
his gloves in his wife's bedchamber.
"Indisposition was the Jelly spoken
answer ''It was something little more
serious than that, l fancy. Mrs. Chad
wick was staring straight past her hus
band, with set, stern face.
John Chadwick sighed a great sigh.
Then he paced once across the room, from
end to end. stopping at length in front
of the chair on which his wife was seat
ed.
Eleanor, there mast be an end 70 this
conduct on your part" He spoke with
slow, calm distinctness.
"MustP' she repeated, sneeringly.
Then the mans tones grew stern. Il
use the word deliberately enough,
Eleanor. I cannot have my home made
the constant scene of pickering and i'll
humor. God knows that if ever wife
had reason to treat husband with un-
varying kindness, that wife is yourselfl"
She arose at this, with flashing eyes
"Hypocrite you do well to stand there
and feign innocence You did well this
morning to speak OF my brother Paul as
though he were a scoundrel -
''He is scoundrel -
mot such scoundrel as you For I
doubt whether he would even have PROV
ed faithless to his marriage VOWS as you
have proved faithless!
And then Mrs. Chadwick 'let her ton
que ~age like fire. through several very
angry sentences, repeating to her hus-
band what Miss little had told her that
morning. She ended by bursting into
tears.
John Chadwick stood quite still. after
her final words were spoken, white as
ashes, and seemingly completely stupef-
ed by what she had said.
Presently, he turned and left the room,
with steady steps. That evening he sat
alone at his dinner-table. Before eight
o clock his wife heard the hall-door close,
and knew that he had gone out.
Gone to her she told herself Gone.
perhaps, conscious of her own guilt, and
determined never to return! OF course,
he had not dared to answer her accusa-
tons, knowing well how true they were
She wished that she was dead. Surely,
death would be better than the agony of
her present feelings!
An hour passed. 1t was nearly nine
10 clock when there sounded a bell-peal at
the hall door. If any company had come
Mrs. Chadwick was resolved not to see
them
A knock sounded, presently, at the door
of the bedchamber.
"Come in |" she said, TREMENDOUSLY.
She thought, at first. that the woman
who entered was a servant, for she had
made her light rather dim, and then, too
| her eyes were blurred with much weep
| ing.
But the woman was not servant She
was neatly dressed, and was attired in
bonnet and shawl. Her face, though its
expression was careworn and sorrowful,
showed both young and beauty. 1t was
face which Mrs. Chadwick never re-
membered to Lave seen before.
Il do not know you" she said, in sur
prised tones, rising from her seat as the
words were spoken.
The woman answered promptly enough
In low, musical voice
Il am aware. Mrs. Chadwick, that
you do not know me. [ am, however, a
friend of your hus bands, and-''
''NIrs. Chadwick s white, trembling
lips here framed rapid, ringing intur-
ruption
'lf you are that ,conan how dare you
come here? recognize nc friends of my
husband who are not my friends also -
Pardon me !" was the placid response.
Il come here at your husband S desire.
Last night one of your acquaintance
saw him stand with me on the stoop of a
certain house in Thirtieth street. That
acquaintance told you that he was holding
my hand she should have said that I
was holding his hand-ay. pressing it,
in my great, thankfuluess Eleanor
Chadwick, [ should be no stranger to
you'll am the wife of your brother
PAUL."
1.-The wife of my brother Paulp'
Yes. He married me six months
ago in Chicago, and then cruelty desert
ed me, flying from the law after the COM
mission of forgery. I knew your hus-
bands address, because he had more
than once assisted Paul since I became
acquainted with him. In my extremity
OF helpiessness | wrote for aid. Your
husband generously sent me money 70