The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1874-01-29
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tbing-say somethisg?s He must have
given some-exeuse-for himself"
She looked at mo very conposedly,
not angry, as l. had feared.
''C'use7 excuse p she rep,a,e'.
"of ooors" he said 1t vas ny. f.alt."
She kept her eyes on me when she
said this ;. 90 guilty color "a, on her
lace, DO flush eves Of shame .t the
thought Of having bssp il.odered. She
.s w.s great deal ealmer than I W.
indeed, I w.s not calm At III, bot dis.
t.n4t' turbed beyond the power Of expression,
not knowing what to thiak.
"He is very elever,'' .he went on.
Il am clever nJ'ell iu 1. kind Of a
Wy, but DOT match for, him. Men
baye b az ed education, you 80. They .re
'r.iDed What to do; bat I ,xss 70 hand.
some that nobody thoagbt / required
any training. Il ! h.d been. .. clever
40 be is, .h be would not h.ye found
it 80 easy. BE drose me into . .r.p,
and then he shut me down fast. That
IS four years ago. Fansy, four years
without soJthing, wandering about,
none Of the comforts I vas used to!
l wonder how I gaze in st the time
It was because be had broken my spir.
it. But 1 .m different now; | have
made up ny mind, until he behayes to
me as no ought, I will give him no
peace, no grace y
"Bus you must not be reveneeful,"
[ said, knowing less and less what to
say, "And if you we're not h,ppy1' be.
fore, am afraid you would not BE- 90
now"
She did not make any answer; .
vague sort Of smile fitted over. ber
face, then she gave . little SILVER q Of
cold, and wrapped the shawl closer.
"A shawl suits me-" she said, aespeo.
i.llg since I am 50 thio. % you think
a woman loses Is much = they s.y BY
being thin : Il Is ny heart disease,
~hen it comes 90 it is very bad. though
afterwards I feel just 4. Well y usoal.
But it must tell on ones looks. Could
you tell that was thin BY ~ f.ee I"
''No," l said, and I did not ,dd,
though it was on my lips, 20 vom.n,
one could not tell by: your t.ce that
youu were not an apgel or =. quesn.
And what are you?. what arc yoa p
Alas she was not an angel, I feared.
A little while longer she sats musing
in silence. How little she had told me
after all. How much more she must
know in that world within herself to
which she had COW retired. At length
she turned to me, her face lighted up
with the most radiant smile. "sball I
be a great trouble to you p she asked.
cam I taking up .nybody's rooml"
She spoke Is = t.vorite friend might
speak Who had arrived suddenly, and
did not quite know what your arrange.
ments were, though she vas confident
nothing could make her coming .
burden to you. She took away my
breath.
"N-no," I said aud then ! took
courage .ud added: "Dus. your
friends will be expecting you, the peo-
pie where you Iive-a.d you .vo bet.
ter"
l could DOT, had my life depended
on 1t, have said more.
"Oh, they will not mind muoh," she
said. Il don's live anywhere in par
ticular. When ono thinks that ones
own husband, the man Who is bound to
support one, has home. and is close at
hand, how do you think one can stay
in miserable lodgingl But he does
not care, he will sit there doing his
horrible problems, aud what is it to
him il I vas to die as his doorl He
would be glad. Yes, To would be clad.
He would have me oarted away . rub.
bish he cares for nothing but his
books and bis experiments. 1 have
sat at his door a whole night begging
him to take g = me } in, begging out Of th.
cold and the snow, .od his light has
burnt STEADILY and he has gone On With
his is. work, and then he has gone to. bed
and taken no notice. Oh, my God !
l should have lot him in had he been
4 cat or . dog
"Oh, surely, surely you must be mis-
taken," I cried. <,.- &c.,.
II am not mistaken. I heard the
window open; hs looked down Il i me,
aud then he went away. T knew hs
knew me, and so be did last sight. He
kdew I was there and he shsds7a' Ere
lighted in the room where lie works.
So he knew it was cold, too; and I,
his wife, his i.xfal welded: wife, ut.
ting out in the chill. Some time Or
other he thinks It will bs to- Fl niuuchP fof
me, and I viii die, and he will be
tree" ,~ - a.,;" o@2
"1t is too dreadful to think d." aid
l. "oh, T don t think IL could hav,s
Known chat you were there"
She smiled without. MAKING; n any fur.
ther reply She held out her thin
hands to the tire With 5 nervous luaiv u ishiver,
they would have been bestutifal: hands
had they not been 90, thin, almost
transparent. She wore. but one. ring,
her vedding.ring: and that Wa, 30
vide that it vas secured TO- hers finger
with silk thread. / suppose she
perceived that I looked at i. She held