Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1874-05-16
& Nomeopathathic Remedy.

| OF eXa5SeratlOn, but the incident re-
lated is entirely true. 1 was laughing
with Annie about it last summer, and
begged permission to tell it for tie en-
tertainment and benefit of women less
brave than herself.
This is her picture: A fair, sweet
face; luminous, blue-gray eyes; IN en-
chanting mouth, masses of rich, dark,
clustering hair; proud figure, and u
voice sweet, rich and tender. Her
dress is violet silk, with garniture
of roses and violets. She is bride
and lovely as a-woman! John mar
ried her n month ago, and brought her
from her Northern home to the " sunny
south" took rooms at the hotel, and
was the proudest fellow i'll Mobile.
Annie--that was her name-sat on
the public vcranda with her pretty feet
tilted rather high, leaning back in her
chair smoking splendid cigar, with
delightful relish. John, tall and con-
sequental, lights his cigar at the bar,
and saunters forth to have n smoke
with the Captain, finding his wife in
stead. He seems to have taken root
i'll single heart beat.
Annie! for Gods sakcH The face
behind the exclamation was blanchod
to terrible pallor.
"Oh, John, is that you?' What Il
sweet, sweet voice it WAS. Il was just
wisliny,' it went on, in tho calmost
tones, " that you were here. 1t isrsht
stupid, smoking alone. Isn't it lovely.
do draw up n chair, John. and let's
be confidential"
John, confused, bewillcrcd and fright
cncd, is at loss what course to pursue.
But one thought thrills through his
soul, and that grates on his life. His
dntiing had gone crazy,
"Annie, love- the poor fellow softly
says, " fear You are not well. Let
me take you in dear. Sec all those
rude fellows staring at you.
"Oh, never mind tho fellows
John. Arn't they men argc-hearted,
high h-ninded, chivalous Southerners,
who so enjoy n fragrant Havana! Oh,
| am very we'll, dear. just feel how
cool my head is, ,"-reacling out her
slender, jewelod hand after his to place
it on her brow. "Why, how cold your
hand is, John! Are you i'll! Try n
whitf or two of my cigar; twill cure
you, Tn sure. There's nothing like
one for curing bad feeling you know"
Il 0m sick, Annie-and the cigars
make me sick. Won't you come in
with me p
John did not always spcal, so en-
treatinGly. Anything to avoid scene.
Internally he was raging from head to
heels.
s. In moment, DEAR she answered.
gaily. Then, drawing II few final
whitfs from her "lovod cigar she
threw the remaining half away, saying,
in Il low, sweet voice, Sec how much
| am glad to sacrifice for you, john
A mysterious laugh ran around
among the men as "man and wife" van
ishod from the piazza
Funny, isn't it?' remarked the
Captain. Such II meek, sweot-faccd
thing. Shouldn't have thought any
thing of it in one of the strong minded
Yankees; but there's never any tollin'
what Il woman Woht do"
So John began to think. The door
of their parlor closed behind them, and
then the husband began to "assert his
rights"
Annie" He spoke like clap of
thunder.
"Oh, John! what terrible tone!
DO you suffer SO unbcarably? Let me
give you some chloroform. And the
queenly girl FASTENED toward her bu-
doir.
"The deuce take the chloroformv'
ragged john, striding back and forth
like an angered Bismarck. Ct de-
mand an explanation of all this con-
duct. Have you lost all sense of wom-
anly modesty and decency? Oh, to be
thus insulted and disgraced"
Insulted? - Disgraced Why,
what do you mean?' and the wife's face
was full of keen surprise,
Mean ?-enough, I should think,
for man to see his wife loafing on
public veranda, smoking and"
Ha! ha" Such an outburst! So
long and SO merrily did she laugh that
John began again to believe that she
had losther senses. "Oh, John, YOU are
droll, she began as soon as her laugh
ter subsidized. Here l married man
who, six months ago, solemnly prom
ised me nevermore to touch, taste or
handle tobacco, and in less than fort
night after our marriage absolutely
seated himself on public veranda,
and smoke, with his wife in sight at
her window. Oh! how outraged I felt!
1t was no more the broken faith than
the filth and vulgarity of the deed it.
self that outraged me. But, John, Tn
a logician, you know. So reasoned,
my husband has violated his word,
polluted his body, herded with loafers
and vagabonds-and for what? The
compensation of all this must be mex
pressively sweet. 1t is my duty to ex-
perience it, and then can better un-
delstand why my husband violated so
much to enjoy. What is so precious to