Connecticut western news., 1872-08-30

Glad you a pleasant afternoon 2" she husband asked, by-andby, as they sat al the tea-table.
 "Very pleasant" she said, thought. fully.
 "It was very polite in Mrs. Halliburton to bring you home."
 "Yes, should have spoiled my dress.'
 It was always with little effort that John Randall could get his wife to talk, and she seemed peculiarly silent tonight, and absent as well as silent.
 Her eyes were brighter, too, than com mon-her face little flushed. He was too generous, too unseltish a man to be- grudge her even happiness in which he had no part; but something in her abstraction filled him with uneasiness. The uneasiness was not decreased when, reaching home a little before the usual hour the following afternoon, he met Stephen Halliburton just leaving the house, nor when he found Georgy with the same frightened eyes and frightened color as the night before.
 That was the beginning ot John Ran- dall's trouble.
 It was not so much common jealousy a mans instinct of revolt at another mans admiration of his handsome wife-as it was fear--a desperate, deathl like fear that Georgy needed something he could not give to make her happy. He could never give her any luxuries. He could never say such things as he fancied Stephen Halliburton must be able to say to woman. But he loved her so! o heavens he loved her so! How could he endure that anything should come between them9
 "I won't wrong her and tease her with suspicious" he said to himself, in the depth of the night. "I'll just fight my way the best l can against it. I'll keep on steady. Perhaps she'll see it right by and by"
 Poor fellow he did not realize how his own determination implied the dreary thought that her heart was turned from him. He raised himself on his arms to look on her as she slept; and all through what followed he retained the pure, calm face, as it pressed the pillow, whitened by the moonlight that glinted the frost on the window-panes and flooded the room.
 She seemed colder to him after this, and he kept silent.
 He knew that she met Halliburton 8 her aunt's; he knew that when she went to the seaside the ensuing summer, for a weeks visit to Mrs. Paul Appleton, there he was also. He knew that sha seemed | to be living life apart from him; and once-that was when the iron entered his soul, when he went into her little desk, 8 present he had made her during their en- gagement-for sheet of note paper, and | found 1t locked and asked her carelessly enough for the key, she flushed and said she would get the paper for him. But he kept true to the promise he made himself He kept on s'fighting his way against it as best he could,,' hoping, with sick heart, that she "m1ght see it right by-and-by."
 The months wore away. The second year of their marriage was nearly com pleted. John had been very careful-as careful as Georgy herself that there should be no outward UT visible sign of mis- understanding or coldness between them. No suspicion had come to any that the second year of their married life had been less happy than the first. Nor had he ever omitted to give her any little indug- gence within his power. He had prepared surprise for her on the coming anniver sary of their wedding during the year.
 Tho anniversary fell upon Sunday; and so their little commemoration of the day must come the preceding evening. No alluson had been made to any celebration by either of them; but John felt sure, s"Se way, that she could not let the time pass without some sign. For his own part, he had half resolved to attempt some explanation of their arrangement. Anything, he thought, would be better than this chilling reserve. With his mind divided between the anticipation of relief and jealous dread, he went to the count ing house that Saturday night to receive his money. The Cashier looked up with certain embarrassment at the approach. "Ah, MT. Randall-the accumulation you have left in my hands2 To be sure And, by the way, Mir. Halliburton spoke to me to mention to you that there were to be some changes made, and-and-but there he is himself, sir.''
 John Randall turned, with feeling akin to desperation, to meet his employer. It had gone through him like a thunder bolt, as the cashier spoke, that he was to be displaced. Stephen Halliburton simply said, as John faced him. I'll not detain you now, MT. Randall. I shall call this evening to let you know of the changes 1 feel obliged to make"
 And the owner bowed, and left him.
 With the money in his nervless hands, John Randall walked homeward like man dazed. He was to lose his place. For what reason he could not conjecture. But to lose it was to lose reputation, courage-everything. He had never inn Agined such a possibility as that The money that he oarried-he should not dare to make a present of it to Georgy now. He might have to wait tor other employment. It might be needed for work again. A chill like death struck to his soul.
 Georgy, evidently, had not overlooked the TO occurrence of their wedding day. The cosy rooms of the cottage all wore a little air of festivity. Some slender vases held the glesnings of the flower beds; chrysanthelnums-blood-r white and purple-verbenas, and scarlet geraniums.
 She came to the door that night to meet him-one of her company" dresses on. some knots of velvet fastening her collar, and seeming to give a glow and brightness to her white skin. He took her hand she rais-d her face, and with wild heart-bound he kissed it, as he had not for years before. She was coming back to him again That was the thought that thrilled him. Her infatuation-if such it had been-wss at an end; upon his new happiness, came the dreary recollection of his lost situation. He thrust the money in his pocket. By-snd. by he would tell her all.
 "You won't mind waiting supper for an hour, will you, John9" she asked, as she led him in. '.l am going to give you something nice, by -and.by, and-l think Mr. Halliburton will be in."
 John Randalps blood froze once more. It was not for him, then, that all these preparations were made. Georgy had never spoken MT. Haliburton's name to l. L ( Il | Il