Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1876-12-20

many people, and look coolly on, and
what L see in every house has set me
against marriage. Most of my married
friends envy me, and say so. I don't
envy any one Of them, and don't pre-
tend to- Marriage it is bad institu-
ton. You have got clear of it, I hear.
All the better for you. I mean to take
d shorter road: / won't ever get into it. -
| This churl, then, who had drowned
| hot passion in the waves of time, and,
instead of nursing a passion for her all
his days, had been hugging celibacy as
if there was anything he could do for
her. Gould he be of service in finding
out Investments, ETC., Or could he place
either of the, boys in the road to wealth
Instead of hating these poor children
| like q man, he seemed all the more in
clined to serve them that their absent
parent had secured him the sweets OF
celibacy. "t"'
She WAS burning with ire, but had
the self restraint to thank him, though
very colby, and to postpone all discus
sion OF that kind to future time. Then
he shook hands with her and left her.
She was wounded to the core. It
would be very hard to wound her heart
as deeply as this interview wounded
her pride. '.'-
She sat down and shed tears of morti-
| fcation. ... ..., r..... g..
She was aroused from that condition
by letter in a well known hand. She
opened it, ali in a futter: ..-..
my DEAR SoPHY-YOu are 8 nice wife, you
are ! Here / have been shaving my life out
for you, and shipwrecked, aud nearly dead
with fever, and coming home rich again, and
[ asked you just to come from Chicago to
| New York TO meet mo, that have come all the
way from China and San Francisco, and it is
| too much trouble. Did you ever hear of Lun-
| ham s dog, that was 30 lazy he leaned against
the wall to bark? It is very disheartenlng to
| a poor fellow that has played mans part for
you and the children. Now be a good girl, and
meet me at Chicago tomorrow evening at g.
For if you don't, by thunder I'll take the
children and absquatulate with them to Paris,
| or somewhere l find the drafts on New ork
[ sent from China have never been pre- enIed
Reckon by that you never got them. Has that
raised your dander Well, it ia not my fault;
so put on your bonnet, and come and meet
| fl Your affectonate husband
| JONATHAN CLARKE"
81 sent my first letter TO your fathers
house l send this to your friend Mrs. X-'
Mrs. Clarke read this in such tu-
multi of emotions that her mind could
not settle moment oa one thing. But
when she had read it, the blood in her
beating veins began to run cold.
What on earth could she do ? fall to
the ground between two stools? No;
that was mans trick, and she was q
woman, every inch. ..
She had not any time to lose, so she
came to rapid conclusion. Her acts
will explain better than comments. She
dressed, picked up one box, drove to
the branch station, and got to Chicago.
She bought an exquisite bonnet, took
private a artments at hotel. and en-
| ployed an intelligent person to wait for
her husband at the station, and call out
his name, and give him card, On which
was written
g Mrs. Jonathan Clarke,
Izgff aEr s.E- AT tie 4 AoteL"
+ This done, she gave her mind entirely
to the decoration of her person.
The ancients, when shey had done
anything wrong, and wanted to be for
given, used to approach their judges
with dishevelled hair and shabby clothes
| SOTG2dlS UeStl6Us.
This poor, shallow woman, unenlight-
ened by the wisdom of the ancients,
thought the nicer 8 woman looked, the
likelier man would be to forgive her,
no matter what. So she put on her best
silk dress, and her new French hat,
bought on purpose, and made her hair
very neat. and gave her face wash and
rub that added color. ..
She did not rouge, becauseshe calcu-
lated she would have to cry before the
end of the play, and crying hard over
rouge makes channels.
When she was as nice as could be,
she sat down to wait far her diUorce;
she might be compared to fair spider
who had spread her web to catch a
wasp, but is sorely afraid that, when ne
does come, he will dash it all to rib
bons. Ea .s-g-IsG Eta "@t..s ~
The time came and passed. An ex-
pected character is always as slow to
come as watched pot to boil. .an
At last there was murmur On the
stairs; then loud, hearty voice; then a
blow at the door-you could not call it
a tap-and in burst Jonathan Clarke,
brown as berry, beard foot long,
/ genial and loud, open heart, California
manners.
AT sight of her he gave hearty
| ssAh!'' and came at her with a rush to
clasp her to his manly bosom, and
knocked over little cain chair gilt.
I The lady 'quaking internally, ana
trembling from head to foot, received
him like the awful Siddons, with one
nobly extended, ,forbidding his profane
advance GA word first, if you please,
sir" SO. .,'... - -
Then Clarke stood transfxed, with
one foot advanced, and his arms in the
air, like Ixion, when June turned
cloud. aa 8a yssFsa8agg o6
sc You have ordered me TO come here,
sir, and you have no longer any right to
order me; but have come, you see, to
tell you my mind. What! do you real
y think wife is to be deserted end
abandoned, most likely for some other
woman, and then be whistled back into
her place like dog! No man shall use
me SOP a.. r.a alSatssssl.saa 49, aega
! ig why, what is the row. has a mad
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