The Republican journal., 1872-08-29

OthefWlSe. tie would not have recalled
any thing done by him, but his heart was
full of bitterness.
Corinna Masters went out of church
calmly and proudly. She talked with sew
eral acquaintances, received encouraging
compliments from some women friends,
interchanged pleasant words with some
gentlemen. smiled and looked bright and
Joyous, and went home and cried herself
sick, nearly frightening her poor mother
out of her reason But Cornna felt that
she too had a duty to do. She ''knew she
was right" and she would not give way.
SO the days went on, and the talk about
the quarrel began to die away. Corinna
was still heroine at the Woman'S Club.
but other heroines too We're coming up,
and differences of opinion were arising
slight quarrel took place about the pro-
priety OF inviting from New York an elo-
quent lady who presented herself as
champion Of woman's freedom, but whose
domestic affairs had unluckily been engag-
ing the attention OF the divorce courts
rather lately.
Corinna did not admire the lady, and
objected TO her being invited. but was
o~erruled, and grew angry Then "A differ
agltating the question OF woman's share
in politics. Theodosia Lemon was for
"running'' a woman as President of the
United States right away. Corinna thought
this was going rather fast She thought,
too, that her own heroic self-sacrice ought
to have entitled her views to great con-
sideration; hnt she found that no such eff
tect was produced and She was disap-
pointed. Indeed, Il good nalured Young
lady, a particular friend or hers, told her
that another Young lady was going about
every where whispering that Corinna had
made no sacrifice at all, but that Mr.
Thnrstonr had simply backed out Of his
engagement for reasons entirely uncon-
nected with the existence OF the Woman's
Club. Cornna felt bitterly the vulgar
malignity OF this story She went home
and cried ever so much and began to
doubt whether she really had in her the
genuine stuff Of Il heroine
10 dls tract her attention. her mother
sent her on a visit to Boston In the mean
time Ihcodosla Lemon got married and
went on her weddmg-trip with her devot-
ed Nerdon; and thus the Woman's Club
lost at once, for the time, two of its bright
est ornaments. 1t nevertheless went on
and prospered.
Cornna did not return to Acropolis for
three months; and when she did return
there il was, first of all, to pay the prom
ised visit to Theodosia, now Mrs. Verdon
She found her old friend very happy and
busy, devoted to her husband and intense
ly domestic. For two or three DAYS there
was no mention made of the Woman's
tl1,b l,,c-4
pered. Theoaosa looked Il little embar-
rassed, then laughed, glanced at her hus-
band, and said she didn't know
Don't know, Theodosia? ? Don't You
90 there Have you given it up?" our he
roine asked.
''Oh no, dear, not exactly. | haven't
given it up, you know. but don't seem
to have time to 90 there. Marcus likes
me to stay with him Of evenings. OF
course | subscribe, and all that; but |
haven't been there this ever 50 long"
But sha'nt we 90, you and t. one eve
ning?"
why, certainly, Corinna, if You like.
Oh yes, of course. | dare say Marcus
will allow me, il you wish it very much u
Marcus will allow me Was this really
'Theodosla Lemon, the once proud cham
pion of woman's superiority? (Corinna
never went any farther than the assertion
OF equality, but nothing short of superi-
ority and supremacy would have content
Ell 1heodosia in her palmy days Had
she thus really sunk into the slave, the
willing slave, Of a man, and even of a
small. mild man Alas it was even SO
Theodosi:l, to ohlige Cornna, did actually
ask her husband whether she might 90 tC
the WOman's Club one night, and he re-
fused his permission not gruffly, but
very sweetly. lie pnt it gently on the
ground that he really could not endure 3
whole evening without her society. She
was his guardian angel, he said, with an
apologetc glance at Corinna; he should
only e. astray if she left him for an eve
ming. Corinna 81 oke up for wuman's free
dom, and Theodosia said word or two
But he tenderly pressed his wfe's hand
let you go.' And-only think of it THE
Infatuated woman stopped over him and
kissed him The fond slave hugged hen
chains
"Theodosia,' - said Corinna, when they
We're alone Il few minutes after, II am
positively ashamed of YOU"
care you dear ? Well, suppose so but
then, you know, Vou're not married and
YOU don't understand things Of course
| would do as liked, it | liked it, But
he's such II dear fellow, and he's so FOND
of me, and | am sn fond of him Only
wait, Corinna, until you are married"
All who had urged and encouraged d
Corinna into the resolve not to be mari
ed to the only man she ever loved or could
loveP Corinna made her visit shorter than
she had intended. To do her Justice, she
was glad to see Theo,losia so very happy,
but she still mourned over the desertion
of principle, and She thought sadly of her
own loveless and lonely existence.
The Rev. Oscar Swallow and his wife
had been for some Little time settled down
to their life of married happiness. Corin-
ma went to see them often. They, too, ap-
peared to be very fond of each other and
very happy. But there was one fact in
their domestic arrangements which Corin-
ma discovered the very first evening she
visited there, and which every successive
visit only made more apparent. The Her
culean divine sat at the feet of tiny and
pretty Omphale. The Rev. Oscar Swallow
was under as complete, absolute, and COM
Portable system of pettict,at government
as ever yet compelled hero to succumb.
Mrs. Swallow was the prethest, brightest
little thing in the world, but she had calm
ly gone in from the very first day for gov
erning her husband, and she governed
him accordingly. He didn't appear to
know it, so cleverlv was it managed, and
he seemed perfectly happy, and talked as
loudly as ever Of the supremacy of man.
But there he was, an obvious, unconscious
captive. under the absolute control and
beneticent despotism of his wife.
Corinna, in her isolation, was growing
rather cynical lately. and these things
amused her But she liked the Rev. Os-
car and his wife immensely.
One evening that she visited them she
came in for little shock, for she had
hardly been with them many minutes
when the Rev. Jacob Thurstone entered.
Corinna and he had not met for months
it seemed years to her. His face was
pale. she thought. and wasted. but he
spoke cheerily. There was no reason why
they should not meet like friends, and they
comforted themselves, therefore, as friends
might do But her cheek burned when