New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1873-11-16
CAPTAIN HAYDES's STORY.
gx EMMA MORTIMER E.Hs0s.


SUPPOSE in her way, and a most inditfel
ent mother. Ii CALLED NE to see til
children spoiled SO for want OF proper traiI
ing. | told Dacre, one day, that if ever
had d wife who let her children run to ruiz
for want OF a little motherly care, while sh
dressed and tlrted with other men, as Mrs
Southly did, that I'd kill her
Shes bad enough mother, but she's
worse hOusekeeper," said he. ''Wha
cursed bread that was we had at dinner !!
That's the iault of the cook, said |.
o It's the same thing. It's her business Il
have decent food put on the table. I'd like
~ see my wife setting such bread az tha
before me-"
| opened my eyes as som ething in hi.
manner, tor l had not the least idea thai
Oacre was married.
"Your wife, Dacreg'
sYes; I've half a mind 20 send foc Ler
would if it We're not .oS the bother
"'WheIe is she?'
elm New Hampshire
s'You never told MES
mo" smoking.
sHave you any chilGrenS
cone. A boy"
His face sottened then. por the first time
Pretty soon little Viii Southly ran out on
the piazza.
FLO is about that size"
sWhow
"My boy"
s'What is his names
sFlorian."
''He's three Years Old"
sTes."
Somehow l envef Dacro and isft nv
loneliness strangely. l called little Win to
me and took him on my knee. Dacre and
had been messmates for several months.
did not like him particularly, but habit had
brought about comfortable familiarity be-
tween us. Hitherto L had never had any
particular admiration for him. but at the
end Of this conversation he appeared to me
6etteS than ever before. He was a good
moral man, an excellent officer, and that
expression OF his face when he spoke of his
child made me think that perhaps he had
Gner feelings than | had ever seen him be-
eraye | have summed up all l knew Of him,
set have liked men, of whom | could not
sum up so much that was credStable. tar
better.
Poor Colonel Southlys It was cniy the
next day after this conversation that Ie
~as dishonored man, pointed out as a de-
seived and disgraced husband. Mrs. South.
81 had gone, and Dacre and l Joined an
Htler aness for d dorsS ght. 1AsS Mgs. Dac,s
gameo
oil. same with Che s.if,i. idid 10. w.,
Ges chat Dacre was proud 81 !i:nl. hand
some little fellow, resembling His mother.
Mrs Dacre was younger shaD thought
here Gerhaps twenty-five. and = lady. 4
certain loneliness she Possessed grew u,
one as they saw snoSe Of Aes. Shs vas
Ssry interesting.
Dacre invited me to nass with .ha,..
Mrs. Dacre won't give you c.o.is q!
dough for bread" said liz.
Dacre had changed bis quarters. The
Sooms de had now were very pleasant, with
gu eastern exposure. that gave them the
Morning sunshine Mrs. Dacre's taste made
Shem pleasing. though restricted in furnish
sngo White curtains, crimson lounge. and
5es pictures and books, brought from
New Hampshire. gave them che homelike
and Setined look which . place occupied
solely by men always lacks. She had ouly
one eervant, bu. the rooms were ALWAYS
neat and the little round table, set for US
iours was always saquisItely provided II
ought TO have bess very pleasant family: !
but IL was not.
know now tina. sIs. BOY was al! sHat :
kept Dacre and his wife together. They !
a.is. not want to max Ais taiy fame. a. he i
Ese1 older, by = separation. They both
sd9lized the beautiful. Lgt,-;snei child. !
st first | observed nothing uHusna. pa-
e's was civil to his wife. Mrs. Dac.e neser
spoke SthcrW ise than pleasantly to aIy one
! heE sohcitude for liJtle Flo seemed 70
show them of one beaSt and mind. but wa.
n1deceivod gradually. ] had any ideal OF
suarJe1 life and the first thing that struck
ane 80 beng wrong was shelrays;tec gaze
they never songht each Others ewes in sym.
I'.thso Ihen lHbservea there was no soil.
.l'ude one Tor She other ] studied Mrs.
tsscre pures woman! sacr, and concluded
lHat Oac!s was a brute. However else he
R.li2ss W"Ind and ann"y her. however. he
'!Id Rot wsthtolt from her money. Amos.
very inornGg al !NlI o.! bills was laid Beside
her plate and che was always We dressed, !
/ loo A y tlI.tI ,nly
Iis.. The boy. garments were ,ichiy EN-.
';oiIssed by heT own AanGo lie always
cooked like II little prince.
lie was not spoiled. His mother had 700
aM:h good sense 10. That, and the child was
lelther selfish nor tyrannicaI. Besides. il
ea,ns1 natural TO HIM 70 be generous, and | ,
marked by an Innocent calm dignity that
leses gave place to traction. rebellion or .
rring. remarked 1t one day to Mrs. Da.
&c. She smiled quietly.
'!lo has learned not to rebel assi,s: I'M. !
e"atlve necessities. she answered.
''Does he never cry % | asked
"Hardly ever. 1t seems natura! 70. him :
. endure
And TO endure 6Eavelr." said |. "Se. f.
here
The child was a. play in the wild. hall ; ,
elore the open door OF the sitting room, !
rying. boy fashion. to sit astride my dog. | q
N" never accommodated the FRANKS of I
nlidren, though he was not fierce or cross. :
innter had placed himself on his launches. /.
' mere he sat looking calmly abroad through |
nc nan door. when, hearing canine q q
'fahghng IN the distance, he suddenly ! .
'ouhued up, upsettlng the child and disap. ! !
'eafeu; RIO rolled over on the floor and | a
truck ms nead sharply against the heavy
ecker of his toy horse. b
Most children would have screamed in C
light and pain. but this one Law quiet. an s
lstant. his lace quit pale. and then quickly e
,se and sat down on the lower stair. lean | n
~ his head on his little arm. and WAITING r.
II the pain to cease. 1t was at this MONT q
marked his endurance. v
His mother watched him, earnestly. but
he did not speak. Pretty soon he looked "
, and saw w. obs, rving him. q
Captain Hayden" said he gravely. II Il
ant play with your dog any more. He
ut polite" Y
'.Shall whip him." asked l. t;
mo; You needn't W hip him, said he, his
!, Quivering little. but | shall know bet
r than to play with him another time"
With that he quietly mounted HI horse, Il
d began training an imaginary squad or a
ldiers, as he had seen his father do. Mrs. v
acre bent over her sewing. Il
at hurts me sometimes to see him do
at" said she III seems as If his mother II
not love him ol
But she Does said, smiling, secretly p
lched by the usefulness OF her sweet al
"a as she bent over the little trock upon hi
Flap.
She does" che repeated SO earnestly
It it sounded almost tragic.
)acre came in just then. ! had never ! "