The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-06-11

me the cause of her sadness and strange
ness, but every time alluded to the sub
ject she would look so unutterably SAD
and weep SO bitterly that out Of regard
for her I finally desisted entirey !. She
said that I had never made her unhappy
that my love for her had been greater,
than she had ever believed could be
shown by man to woman, and she had
rather be my slave than the wife OF any
other man in the world. But when,
moved by the passion Of her words and
looks, | begged her FOR her loves sake, to
tell me the cause Of her sorrow, and put
it in my power to remove it if possible.
sue would burst into tears-even my ca
resses seemed TO be Uncomfortable to her.
2 As for me, my own life became utterly
miserable The idea Of dreadful secret
sorrow in the life Of the woman I loved
so dearly was insupportable, yet there
was no escape from it. Any privation
from her society | would have cheer
fully endured # | could have there
by restored to her the happiness she
seemed to nave lost entirely, but the
Thought that my suffering was fruitless of
any good to her only added to my misery.
| lost my spirits, my appetite, my interest
in my studies, and finally Lay ability to
sleep. Night after night I spent on the
verandah, or gloomily strolllng under the
old chestnuts about the house, wondering,
hoping, praying, cursjng-sometim al
most determined to end Eunice's life and
mine, and learn her secret after we were
both rid of its blighting effects. @a
One dark windy night I was pacing
the verandah. long after midnight, when
| was startled by bright light appear
ing in the room which had been Anita &
chamber. II instantly determined that
thieves, having heard the story which
every gossip in the village knew, had SC
lected this night in which to carry away
some of the valuable contents Of nv poor
Eerring wife's apartments. For years Der
memory had been thing Of the past but
pow the idea that rude hands could touch
any thing once dear to the woman bad
loved, reused me to the widest fury
Hastily taking revolver from my desk
and snatching from case of curiosities a
two-pointed Malay dagger, l softly ran
through passage which led to the room
where the light was shining I stopped
at Eunice's room to warn her against ma,
necessary alarm, but to my surprise Euaict
as not there. Could she be in Anita.
chamber, wondered? crept along the
passage paus:ng at every step or two tt
listen. The door of the long closed cham
Der stood ajar, and suddenly | heart
sounds which seemed to stop my heart
beats. | heard the voice of Eunice and
voice which was hoarse, rapid, eager, anf
with foreign accent. aa 8as baa e5asE
In an instant | was almost mad will
jealousy. The well-dressed foreign
beggar--my wife's sorrow and her mystic
rious conduct-her withdrawal from my
companlonship and my chamber hel
frequent indispos;tions-the bountifu
meals consumed at such times-her aver.
sion TO my caresses--all that had hap
pened since the day / had surprised my
wife aud the beggar, linked itself in one
strong chain of damning evidence against
my wife. She had loved the foreigner
she hau brought him into the house of
the man he was wrongipg--she he'd Sc
cieted him in the rooms she knew were
safe from iDtrusion--she had even fed
him from her husbands table,
A terrible calm quickly succeeded my
fury, but found me cruel, vengeful, merci-
less. I would surprise them. I would
quickly and surely Stay them, and then,
taking my little daughter, I would fly
forever from the hone which had 50 ter
ribly disgraced me. a4 .aa 1888 a9 g
Hastily | threw open the door, but it
turned noiseessly on its hinges without
disturbing the occupants Of the room.and
revealed to me scene which struck me
dumb. On the pillow of the dainty
couch of my lost wife lay the worn wasted,
unmistakanle face of Anita Lozatos! BY
the bedside clad in white, with her gold
en- hair unbound and rinnlinu over her