The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1874-08-22
WOULD SHE OR NOT 4?
BY MARY KYLE DALLAS.

Again y said Rose Winner. We'll,
tbs is what all women must put up with,
Jsuppose, but never thought that
should be neglected"
She listened.
locked minis rooma gain, she said ,
'.and after long DAVIS absence; and /
am to go to bed and go to sleep What
Il goose / am not 10 do that cOntcntedly,
ami to forget him who can forget me so
easily How long is it since he has
spent an evening with me? Two months
at least. OhW she clenched her little
hand, chow little | thought when |
arranged that study, and put the pref
tfest things in it, ard was so proud of
it and so pleased with it, that he would
make it an excuse to shut me from him.
1t did not use to be SO. When ( was
Rose Luttrell, and he made pa so angry
by staying in theDarlor until midnight
when he actually followed me about,
and said that every moment was wasted
that was not passed III my company
all, well, | was too romantic. | loved
him too much. / should have remem-
bered what Miss Landon wrote
If you would not suffer.
BE the one to give The pain
But, You see, l thought him 50 good,
so fond, SO constant" She listened
again.
"Mute as mouse" she said.
" Studying French, indeed as if I did
not know that he WIS perfect French
scholar long before [ knew him, and
that he never would have held the posi-
ton he does in that great importing
house if it were not for his French.
No ; ne is tired Of me, and shuns my
society"
And Rose dropped her head upon her
hands and sobbed bitterly. It was I'M
wise of her, for the sudden movement
awoke the six months old baby in the
bassinette at her side, and it began to
wall piteously. 1t was necessary to dry
her own tears in order to dry his, and
crying is a grand luxury to woman
before she has spilled her eyes by in
dulging in it. But though she stopped
weeping, she went on talking in low
tone, addressing the baby as though it
could understand her.
BLESSED little soul" she said, ''we
know what it all means, don't We? Be
fore you came | was light-footed girl,
but since then I've been very different
[ cannot dance. [ cannot run. | can
not even walk far perhaps [ never
shall. If he had suffered IN any way
for my sake, how | should have loved
him for it but he ceases to love me for
the very reason that should make him
more tender Oh, why do women ever
marry? Why did / not say no instead
of ycs, and then he would have loved
me forever"
She lifted her head and looked into
the glass.
I'm not ugly yet, nor old either, "
she said, with a sudden flash Of her
black eyes. eff he no longer admires
me, other people may. Wives who
fiirt are always more thought of by
their husbands than constant wives are.
I'll
of you please m, said voice at
the door, Ffa gentleman.
Rose started, and held out her hand
for the card the girl presented.
Chauncey Waldo, was written
upon it.
"You may stay here with baby,
Maggie" said she. s. will see MI.
Waldo. Mr.. Winner is engaged.
She peeped into the g lass again, and
settled her crimped hair with her pink
palms Her dress needed no arranging
she was always well-dressed in the
evening-and then she went down into
the parlor, where Chauncey Waldo,
who considered himself the most fas-
cinating man in the United States, sat
waiting for her.
There was no harm in going down.
1t was only right to go but Satan,
they say, is always on the lookout for
ones weak moments; and it seems
likely that he sent Mr.. Waldo III the
nick of time Roses vanity had been
stung, and she was anxious to prove to
herself that she had not lost her power
Of fascination. She proved 1t con-
clusiyely that evening.
Nothing was said, nothing was done
that Mrs Grundy could object to; but
there are smiles that make the heart OF
lady-killer fiutter, and other smiles
that pnt him at a distance by their very
graciousness. Formerly Mrs. Winner
had given Mr.. Waldo these latter