Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1872-07-13

My husband came tendcrly to my
side.
care you going out this evening,
love?"
"Of course l am"
looked complaccntly at my dress
Of pink Grape, dew-dTOpped over
with crystal, and trails Ot pink aZa-
lCas that cuught up it's folds here
and there. y diamond bracelet en-
circlcd round, white arm and lit
tie cross blazcd fitfully at my throat.
[ had never looked better, and / felt
a sort Of girlish pride as my eye met
the fair reelection in the mirror.
Come, Gerald, make haste! -
Why, you haven't begun to dress
yctn'
Where were my wifcly instincts,
that [ did not see the haggard down
cast look in his featurcs-thC fever
ed light in his eye.
IL can't 20 tonight Madalinc; l
am not well enough"
"You are never well enough to
ObligG me. | am tired Of being put
or with such excuses"
He made no answer, but dropped
his head in his hand on the table
before him
ooh, come, Gerald" | urged pet
ulautly, ''it is 50 awkward for me
10 20 alone always"
lie shook his head listlessly.
Il thought perhaps YOU would be
Hing to remain at home with me,
NaGalino."
Men arc so selfish" / said plain
lively. "aud I am all dressed. Clau-
dia took Aa.f an hour for my hair
dare say yOu'N DC 4 great deal
Juictuy without mc-thaI is il YOU
are determined not 90 go"
NJ answer again.
Well if Won choose To be sUllen,
/ can't help it, said lightly, as |
.ururd and went out of the room,
udju.tiu% my UUquct holder, the
tube-roses aud heiiotropes seeming
90 disui incense at every motion.
Was hcartless and cruel? Had ]
ceased To love my husband! From
lhU bottom Of my heart | believed
that / loved him Us truly and ten
DERBY as ever wife loved husband,
but had been so pcttcd and spoil
cd all my brief selfish life, that the
better instincts were, 50 10 speak,
cntomcd alive.
went to the party and lad my
fill of adulatiOn and homage, rs usu-
al. The hours seemed TO glide a.
way, shod with roses, and winged
with music and perfume; and, il
wGs not until weariGd with dancing,
/ sought a mOmentary refuge IN the
half lighted tca-rOOm, that l heard
words awakening me, Is il were,
from a dream.
Gerald Gicu.'
ceuld not be mistaken in the
name; it was scarce common place
enough for that. They were talk
ing-two or three business-hke
looking men, IN the hall without,
and | could catch ROW and then, a
fugitive word:
Fine, enterprisingyOuu fellow.
Great PITY Totally ruined
50 Bees q McAIorken say" "Reck-
less extravaganza of his wife"
All these vague fragments heard;
and then some one asked: What Is
he going to dO:"
What can he do, poor fellow? !
am sorry; but he should have coun-
ted his income and his expenses bet
ter"
"Or his wife should. Oh, these
women, they are a. ths bottom of all
mans troubles
And they laughed. oh, how
Gould they: l had yet TO learn how
easy tits, in this world TO bear 9TH
CT peoples troubles
Irose huriedly, my heart beat
ing tumultuuNsly beneath the fine
dzCleas, and went back TO the light
Ell saloon. Mr.. Albany Moore was
waiting 70 claim my hand for the
uCEJ dance
Are you Ill Iivz. Gicuu2 How
pale ven look"
IL am not very we'll / wish
yuu would have my carriage called
tor me, bir. Moore.
Fog now felt that home was the
proper place for me.
Hurried hy some uuacCCuutdblc
impulse, / sprauE out the moment
the carriage wheels touched the
curb-stuHc, and rushed up to my
Aus hau's room. Tho door was
! locked, but l could see q light sLin-
ing ttiutly under the thTcs hold. /
knocked wildly and porsistcutly.
Gerald, dear Gerald, for hcav-
ems sake let mc iI."
Something fell upon the marble
/ hearth-StOuC within, making a me-
/ taiiC click, and my husband opened
the door little way L had never
seen him look so pale before, nor so
rigid, yet 50 determined.
WHO Ire YUu"' II demanded