The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-10-18
BROTHER PHIL.

soft eyes. with wistfulness all among
their velvety shadows
1T is 60 lonesome of All evening
Harry! Please stay at home tonight
or take me with you for change,
dear"
Mr.. Forrest smiled in very supe.
rior FORT of way-a sort of patronizing,
indulgent way, rs though it was the
height Of abyurd womanish folly for
Edith to have made the remark.
"That ia nonsense, Edith. You
know perfectly we'll how ridiculously
impossible it is for me to be either
always at home, or take you out some
where. You must remember that be-
cause q man is married he does not
expect never to be anywhere but where
his wife is, if she is the sweetest, pret-
tiest little girl in tie world!"
He bent forward to kiss her, and
Edith smiled-a suspiciously tear-Hav-
ored smile it was, however.
"But do get 80 tired of staying SO
much by myself, Harry. / am almost
a stranger in London, and am sure
there are only two ladies in the house
whom | know, and don't like to be
always running to their rooms. Harry
really l did not think you would
get tired of my company $3.50 soon.
1t hasn't been three months since We
were-married-and-"
And little Mrs. Forests sobs and
tears oveFcame her entirely, and Har-
ry's face grew vexed and stern.
"You are romancing, Edith. You
know perfectly we'll I have never
thought Of such o ridiculous thing,
and ! do not want to see such child
iBhness on your part"
And, to further enforce his assump-
tion of martial dignity, Mr.. Forres.
walked out and shut the door very
emphatically.
Then, of course, Edith's tears came
in good earnest.
"Its too bad, too bad! Harry is
getting tired of my society, l know he
{. is, aud / wish-1 wish-I had never
married and left home, where every
thing was so gay and pleasant, and
there were never long, lonely evenings.
Oh-dear!
1t wasn't very good thing for Edith
10 be thinking-this regret for life,
which, undeniably pleasant though it
was, had never been so beautifed and
gloriied until Harry's love came to
her. But it was pitiably true that her
husbands neglect of her of late had
more than once made such thoughts,
more than once mud brought hot tears
Of wounded pain aud regret to the
blue eyes that other young men than
Harry Forrest had thought worth their
while to have smile in theirs; and
Edith was certainly very lonely.
The great, fashionable boarding
house to which Harry had brought
her, and installed her in one of its
most elegant rooms, was not such q
home as che had beeA accustomed to,
where everything was gay, cheer and
girlish frolic.
The boarders were, of course, utter
strangers, and haughtily exclusive.
Edith was reserved and shrinking,
and, with the exception of Mrs. This
tie, gentle little widow, who was al
most as shy Us Edith herself, and MI,
Worthington, who was Jolly and gay
as che could be, little EIrs. Forrest had
not an acquaintance in all the city.
cts too bad," she sobbed, bitterly,
az she lay on the little crimson silk
lounge, with her face all tear-Aushcd,
and her rosebud n,oath quivering. 81
can almost see tnem at home now
Sue, and Jennie, and Sill, and the par
lor lighted up, and perhaps Howard
singing one Of his lovely tenor solos
to Sues accompaniment; and Frank
Morrison will come in, and they'll
have delicious waltz, and then Phil
will speak of me-dear, darling old
Phil! He always thought more Of
me than any one else ever did-even
Harry Forrest! I wish I hadn't ever
married him, and then"
There was little expression of dis
content and indignation coming csi
her lips-memories that would not
beer comparison with her present gill
ded lonefiness called them up, and it
wesn's good sight 10 see on pretty
married woTaan's face.
For an hour after Harry had gone
out Edith 10y on tue oo;,cl;, 81! sorta
Of thoughts running riot in her brain.
unsil they were dissipated eharply by
rap on her door, and 8 card that
aeEt oh expression out of her face and
eyes except surprise, that quickly
changed into an excitement of de
light.
"Tell the gentleman / will be down
in Q moment" she said to the servant.
Then she few to the dressing mirror,
aud saw chat she was in presentable
conditions, and then went down stairs
with o smile and three unspoken words
on her lips:
"Dear old Philw
II II X X
Taree weeks later Mr.. Forrest came
in eomewhas u;lexpecietiiy-iust in
sime to see Edith standing by The
widow kissing her hand to a gentle
man driving i,y in o carriage "a hand
come, dashing looking fellow, with
bold black eyes and dropping mus
tache-juse in time TO Gee the sparkle
in his wife's eyes, and the heightened
color in her cheeks.
"Well, who is he"
He asked the question $50 suddenly
thnt Edith gava a little Very of sur