New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1876-08-20
A SECOND WIFE.

A SECOND WIFE.
White and silent, in the centre of th
dArkeome room, lay the source of all th
darkness, the sobe, the black wells. "Sh
looks peaceful, doesn't she!' murmured q
annt to eister who was dropping bite
tears. cat last! at last!' The word
sounded as if they were ground between
closed teeth.
Mr.. Magogue stopped beside the coffin
he was taking last look at the face tina
had emiled at him through bridal veil
fifteen years before.
~See how moved he looks" whispered
Mrs. Brown to her daughter. "Ah! sh,
was high-strung creature-not just thu
one to make man happyLyet how atten
n better man in Roseville."
1T seems a. though he could not gel
away from that coffin," remarked Mrs
Prism to Miss Prune. "Oh! she was high
tempered girl! But they seemed to get on
we'll of late years. He always got her ev.
<xything she wanted. What q fine looking
man he isl"
Just then occurred sudden movement.
at il that sister of Mrs. Msgogue, Julia
More. She csme near fainting; her aunt
'tnok her out" the mourning crowd OK
siained to each other.
Outside: "Julia! Julia! don't take on 90,
dear. Here, here-come in here minute"
Mrs. More drew her niece into cOnserva-
cery; and dipping her handkerchief into the
6akling fountain she soOthed Julia's tenn
Rles. She ceased the epasmodic hand
cleochings, but still glsred at her aunt out
Of hot, dry eyes. "There, there, cry now,
asear; it will do You good" said her aunt,
s'-riu LAYING her face.
Il can't cry, aunty; but you did well to
~ og me out; in another moment should
hat I
a4Ave turned him round to those maudlin
women. / should have said: There is her
sazrderer! There is the men who swindled
lsSsr out of her property; who broke her
heart and wore out her life!' To hear those
women 60 on about her high temper NV
xs1or darling! Not fit to make him happy
All, wish had the making of him happy
Several maids and widows had thought
alf the handsome widower which fitted into
the Identical words, but not into the gritty
accents used by his sisterin.law.
Don't, July DEAR" pleaded Aunt More;
4 didn't hear anybody say any such thing;
aud l hope Margaret was as happy as most
wives. At least, she is resting now, and
ashed away the scars of earth. Do try to
a1r0se yourself, and let us 20 back"
they went back, but we need not follow
item into that dusky atmosphere, heavy
tn tuberose and heliotrope, the flowers Of
w and death.
little over . year afterward, Mr.. Burt
:" sOgue might have been seen bidding q
= weren't good night to cherub face, at The |
moor Of charming country house Stepping
saAek into his carriage, he noticed friend |
sEaiting for the horse car.
~Come with me, Rossl"
Thanks! you're good fellow, Ma |
gugue."
As the coachman drove back to the city, |
This opera going is costly business to q |
poor devil, if the lady lives in the country,
especially if it rains; but You are not poor
Magogue laughed; II don't care what I |
&pend in the campaign, SO come out vic |
x1r."
@eThen you have begun a campaign in
szrnest, have you"
you're right"
Dear mel! Which one is the besieged!
Miss Criminal She has fine, dark gray ewes
Hike-like your wife,"
Il know. 1t is not Miss Erminia."
girl"
opinions of her own. I've had enough of
that
~You want an echo9'
'EWell, if you like to put it 80, l do want
an echo. 1 want q little, artless, affection
ate, docile, clinging sort of woman. l am
going in for Miss Effie.'
miss Elite! Why, she's hardly out of
school,"
Hardly. know what l want"
"She would scarcely be much of COM
pauion."
II don't want a companion"
"But she is dear little thing to pet
sweet, tlmid eyes, 9uivering lips-you
can't speak TO her but the color rises in her
FACE. What tlOssy, tlaxen curls she has?
On the whole, why don't you get Skye
terrier"
81 know what I want" repeated Ma
xogue, q dark smile on his fine features.
Presently new engagement enlivened
he Roseville tea table.
$50 soon I" eighed Miss Prune."
H1Soon Z" echoed her brother, "why, his
wife has been dead q year; she wouldn't be
my more dead if he waited three"
$50 childish ~ said Mrs. Prism.
NThat's just what he wants." said Mr.. |
,rism.. "a sweet, little, clinging, docile
hing"
-'An echo 2"
YES, an echo. l guess he had enough of
opinion in his first wife, If the
ruth were know"
$50 handsome he is, fascinating and 90
1oa, ]" said Mrs. Shrimps. at is Q fine thing
or Efhe keene. youngest OF the three"
1His first wife had good deal of money!
aid Mr.. Shrimps. "Pve heard saw that he {
zept her pretty short, though"
'Of her own money!" asked Mrs. | =
shrimps. !
my dear, after she married him it vas =
,ar husbands money. think she was in
lined TO be extravaganza. A high spirited. | b
oH-willed thing she was as Margaret More. U
don't think they were very conqenial; and =
am afraid this is not going to be any Q
'ecter--a sweet, pretty, babyish thing-s y
oQngest, and probably spoilt."
julia More saw her brother-in.law one | Il
AZ. Re was in q jewelers. store, gently a
tting gold ring upon an elfn finger, All &
ulia knew of her sisters unhsppinees abe 4
now by blind, certain instinct; the soene
ef0te her caused an intOlerable panp of l,
,ninisoence. Then she glanced AGAIN at
10 slight little figure, the sweet-eved.
serub face, and the tall, dark form inn, o
ending over them. Pity devoured her '
aart. "Poor child poor child"
An old nurse, who had reared ell the | Q
eene children, watched the pair saunter. r
g up the steps that night: b
~Eh! Q fine, handsome man he is, and | n
~ sweet to her! But he'd better have @
ken Miss Erminis or Miss Helen. Poor Ii
r. Mageguew Y
But Mr.. Msgogue had found exactly what v
wanted at last. When he tried to ex- 81
ain to her that Tilden, presid entail candi- r.
10, had never been mixed up with Mr.. 81
secher's affairs. but was ''the man who, v
are thau any other man in the country, Of