The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1873-08-30
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snld gently
g II we stay here there will be another in
5 vasion shall we Join the others?"
lie offered her his arm in silence, nnf
they passed out into the hall. Kathic Lyon,
standing at the foot of the staircase win
John Hilton. saw the two together. and
turned to her friend with tremulou.
smile
VINO IS that lovely dark haired lady
with Mark she asked, and tried to max,
her voice steady, but it quivcred n little.
. "Mlss Reevcs,' he answered "you must
have heard Of her. She is a crythoronrb
woman of the world, but has the heart To-
hide 1t under great deal Of fine talk and
sentiment She has cultivated grace of
mind rather than those of the heart. and
the only crop brought forth hv tho lat,or 1;
one of selfishncss
kathic looked mystificd, and WINS inclined
to think that Mr.. Hilton judged the lndy
somewhat harshiy. But she did not care IA
pursue the nope further, or analvze tho
painful feeling Of the heart. She wns a
brave, modest girl, and when she undo.
stood that Mark had regarded her simnlv
as friend, she put aside whatever Thoughts
she might have cherished, and would moi
acknowledge now to herself Tint they had
ever existed
Mrs. Vancs party was fruitful of result
p
self had won a husband thereby. John
Hilton did not think the frank, true-heartcd
girl, who welcomed him with such BRIGHT
eyes. and was so practical and efficient in
every relation of life, so commonplace: -
or at least if he did, he thanked heaven
that few such commonplace women still
existed TO brighten and purify III, lives of
brother and fathers and husbands. And
perhaps 1t was because he did not possess
thos' higher intellectual needs" spoken Of
by Mark Somcr,, that he never missed her
sympathy herewith, for whenever he ia k
cd, whether of fields, or flowers or bird.
or books, or business, he always found her
genial and apprcciative listener.
1t Is true they did not rail at the world
and their felow-beings as Mark and Mis-.
Reeves were in the habit of doing, or fancy
| that mortais were never before created with
/ such sensitive and finely attuned orsnniza
/ ton as theirs. But they were very happy
for all that, nd John Hilton thought itthc
proudest moment in his life when Kathic
| shyly owned her love, and confessed tina
he was dearcr to her than "all the world "
Marks wooing was somewhat different.
For Claudia Reeves, with all her romance
and sentiment looked at love in a tar more
practical light than our little Kathic, and
regarded rather the eligibility of the sutton
than her own feelings. Mari, possessed "A
comfortable income but was not rich, and
this was the reason she kept him vacilatine
so long between hope and fear alternately
inviting and repelling his advances. But
Claudia was nearly twenty-five, and was de
pending on an Aunt whom she detested.
and Mark was handsome and had elegant
manners, and 50 the scale turned in his ia
vor
The two weddings were rs unlike as Dos
md IL.
the other all show and glitter. Both cou-
pies went to housekeeping at once, bu,
under Kathic's. For while Kathie con
suited comfort and was chiefly anxious to
please her husband, Claudia sacrificed ease
to luxury, and sought the worlds approval
rather than Marks.
year went by, and to each household
came little stranger. Claudia had but n
cold welcome ready. Children are such
nuisance she said to Mark Il always
detest them. OF course l shall feel differ
entity toward my own, but as for making
such sacrifice for them n some mothers do
never could
The two families were on visiting terms.
and Mark Somcrs, loyal husband as he
strovc to be, could not help contrasting
kathe'S cheerful content with his wife,
ill-humor and dissatisfaction, for when it
was too late, Claudia began to think her
marriage a fatal mistake, and that she might
have done better if she had waited longer.
ST was not vie enough to keep cr dis
appointment to h .rsclf. but let ii be seen
in numberlcss ways.
"You had no right to marry on such
bcggarly income" she said bitterly, when
Mark rcproachcd her for some eXtrava-
gance. "Of all evils poverty is the worst"
My circumstances were known to you,r
he replied with dignity, but an angry flush
dyed his checks. ''Pardon me though, If
| think the word bcggarly hardly applca-
bic to an income of five thousand dollars
year. John Hilton has but little over half
of that and yet they manage to live, and as
far as can see, as comfortable or more so,
than we
"Oh, Mrs. Hilton is famous housekeep-
err, and have no talent for anything like
that. She's completely wrapped up in her
husband and baby, and very seldom guc,
into society. | could not live such life Of
stagnation."
but home duties ought 10 claim 4 share
of your attention. Claudia. m little
tired of ball, and parties, and operas, and
! this constant gaycty and excitement. The
cost is more than We can afford
1--WE may as well understand each other
/ first as last she answered coldy. II wa,
never intended for household drudge and
| don't intend to sink into one. Because you
| are growing humdrum and commonplace,
| it is no reason should"
certainly not, - and he smiled ,arcasti
cally. Sacrifice what you will to society
| cannot prevent it; but upon one thing l
shall insist, and that i, HAT You do not rim
! into debt any more.
II hate economy, and tn hc always think
! ing of ways and means" she said pcttishly.
'lou ought to have married woman like
Mrs. Hilton. shes Just petty minded
enough to delight in such things
Mark Somers looked at his wifi, a liulc
critically. She had ON soilcd wrapper,
her hair was uncombcd, aud her whole APP
pearancc slovenly in the extreme. She
kept her fine raimcnt as she did her wit
and grace and conversational talouts-tor
the world--and thought it would be a waste
of materials to use either at home. All
this was the woman whose delicate seusi-
bilties he had raised SO high above kathic
He could not help thinking Of it now, and
recalling n picture he had seen HAT morn
ing ON the way to the othce-Nlrs. Hilton
romping with her baby, her checks all
abloom, her eyes Drumming over with laugh
ter, and as daintly dressed as If for party.
Claudia would have sneered at the ruillcd
white apron and blue-sprggod calico, hut
Mark thought it wa, the prctlirst costume
in the world
John Hilton was very fond OF his wife,
and home and baby. lie felt a sort Of pity
for Mark, who had chosen so unwisely, and
frequently, invited the latter to his house.
Kathie was genial little hostess, and Mark
to his surprise found her well in
formed on the topics of the day. 1t Is
true she could neither sing, nor write, nor
paint like Claudia, but marriage had en-
riched and amplitied her nature, and given
her deeper insight into the world and feel
ing. Mark remembered that he had once
called her commonplace and somehow the
word began to have new meaning for him
thcncoforward.