The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1874-09-10

Waldo's coming. -oi 1Ai'
she waa not in love with him-sbe
was IN love with her husband but her
husband had awakened her iealons
wrath, and this young man tickled her
he came to her so often, leaving for
ner sake darling girls who courted him
ne made her delicate compliments. he
looked at her so. In q word, he seemed
triumph. was "
All, if women quite understood the
Vanltles OF men, and knew also that
when they have succeeded. or tbinE
ttney have, in touching a wife's heart
sshey 1eeI lar more contempt than love
| Tor so weak a creature, who for0ets
1onor so far that it no longer becomes
| alshonorable for them to kiss and tell
Ihe eoldest salutation that honest hus
| Dand ever gave his wife is really vvortI,
more than the finest hattery another
man can whisper to her
And Winner did not guess at what
was going on. She wanted him to
know, that she might rack his heart
Witn Jealous pangs but she dared not
let him know.
Maggie, the maid, had quite a myste-
rlous air now when she brought Waldo's
card, and once she had whispered
But heard the master stir, Ina'am.
as If he was coming down"
And Rose had flushed and asked her
why she said that, but Maggie made no
answer.
"I haven't lived with fashionable
ladies so long not to know when n hint
viii get me present" she said to her
self as her mistress left the room. Aud
there were thoughts in her heart that
hnwy 10 d
| with shame had she guessed them fer
all her hope was that her husband
might know others then coveted the
prize he did not value.
Still, night after night, that door was
locked. Still, In the small hours of the
morning, the husband crept to his brief
rest. The days were passed at business,
and though the man strove to be genial
when the pair were together, the woman
refused to meet him half way. wo-
man who considers herself insulted has
no power over herself. It was not DOS
sible to Rose to chat and laugh. She
was too much of a lady to quarrel, she
simply froze.
1t was bright day in spring. The
fruit trees were all blossoming. It was
beautiful out of doors but in her
suburban home, Rose Winner sat sadly
at the window admiring nothing. Every
now and then vehicles passed down the
road. So many of them holding two
people-man and woman-husband and
wife she made of them. But her hus-
band never took her to drive, much as
he knew she loved the exercise, and
greatly as he knew she missed the long
walks her girlhood had reioiced in.
That che would have forgiven, for car
iage hire is expensive, and they were
L. l. L Il \ I
had been-it was terrible. And now
she had not even seen him for two days.
He had told her that he should stay in
town, and he had. Yes, this was deser-
tion indeed, and now she knew all. Her
woman instinct had come to her aid
He had fallen in love with some one
else. Oh, could she but follow him
watch him-convict him of this, and
then die !
Just then gay little turnout whiried
the road 5and stopped at the gate.
Out of it tripped Mr.. Waldo. He bow
ed with an air. There were times when
Mr.. Waldo, who had been abroad, be-
came intensely French. He had a
lingering idea that the manner suited
the present occasion, and he touched
the brim of his hat to his breast, and
said
Madame is amusing herself watch
ing the drive"
"Madame shrugged her shoulders.
Amusing myself ?" she said. "Oh,
dear, no. Stupefying myself, I think.
Mr. Waldo, if you know any girls who
think of marrying, tell them how dull
married life is, and warn them from 1t"
ooh, II never see any girls now"
said Mr.. Waldo. "Girls are insipid,
don't you think p I do, lately, like
but no matter what like. Wouldn't
you like n drive to-day? The good
papa"- Mr.. Waldo became French
again-"the good papa is immersed in
business, and naturally madame does
not remain at home always"
Rose looked longipgly at the pretty
carriage. But this was step beyond
those that she had taken. Dared she
Yes, she would, and then tell her
husband. She would show him that
she did not NOPE for him. She would
prove-oh, all sorts of things.
And papa will probably not be
home until six?" said Mr.. Waldo, a
little anxious on this point.
ooh, he has been away two nights
probably he won't come at ali, she
said, coldly, and went up to put her
bonnet on.
flushed checks and dancing eyes, ad-
vanced toward her.
Chow we'll you look, he said. Z" 1t
is too tempting-wOuld you be very
angry. [ wonaer, if 1 should steal
kiss ?"
Would she have let him done It B.?
Would she, if at that moment step |
had not crossed the hall, and voice
her band's-called
"Rose, where are you }"
Rose Winner never knew, though she
often asked herself.
But the step came, the voice came;
There was the master of the house, and
Mr. Waldo-not French in his manner
now, very business like and American
indeed-had said:
INV dear Winner, how are you?
I've been keeping Mrs. Winner from
her pleasant walk, I'm afraid; but my |
sister wanted her receipt for canning |
frnit and I called for it. Tn sure !
Amelia will be very much obllged, Mrs
Winner Thanks /: but must go now.
Tba horses. YOU know. And l hope |
You'll have pleasant walk. Good
what a fiuttered manner Waldo |
has " said the man of the house, look
inc after him. Rose, look out OF the |
window. ~ .III- |
mo" said her husband. " Come
here" .,I A.
tbe cate she saw basket-phaeton and |
" Nice, amt they p. said her husband. |
yes" she answered, more coldiy |
still. l.. .,,.,- ors9p |
"No."
He Stood back to mark her astonish-
,,ent. Then he drew her down upon |
q Even since baby's coming made you 4
1oss strong than you We're, I've meant 1
You should have them,4 The, he SAID f5js been @ea
50 I've managed to get them tSa traDslation 1g 9
%oIi-stlS W. scientific work and they are the re-
o. of = know 1 left you alone great |
deal. deal. but I wanted you to be ala.bar abe TO |
drive ont in this sweet spring He..oiie. s,
NAA'~ = -, ,rou know and these are /