The daily gazette., 1877-09-13

only want to warn you against the rock
on which my poor sister-in-law's life WIS
wrecked. OF what use is all op- sad ex-
perlence, If not to caution Others lit
tle?"
Clara was silent for a minute or two.
and when she spoke again 1t was on quite
different topic. Mrs. Marley stayed
aud dined with her of the cold Joint and
simple salad, and went home abeut s
O'clock, n f.'i -t.iF l"9Uir7s8
And then came the long, lonely even
ing, during which Clara sat by the win
dow, waiting and listening for every
sound, mel vously impatient for her hus-
bands return. ,.',.r,-.i.,-.,
NOf course he is not the sort of man 10
drink too much" she told herself over
and over again: "but-but am almost
sorry was so obstinate about not asking
MIR. Fenwick to dinner. 1t would not
have been 50 very much trouble, after
all. and Ithink Charley was xexed about
it," t- o. l-
Nine O'Clock struck-then ten-then
eleven-and Clara sprang up aud began
pacing the room in her nervousness.
IL wish he would come!" she cried,
wringing her hands. 81 wish he would
come!' t.i
Just then there was some disturbance
in the street. and glad at all hazards -
escape from her own hf 'assing thoughts
Clara threw open the window and threw
out-her head. -----..-
There was little crowd at the corner
of the street, and she could distinctly
he": the jeering voices of some of the lit
tie street Arabs crying out, 'It's only
drunken man! Halo, mister, you'll
find your hat ia the gutter Can't You
tell where you llvep Go and asS an Of
ticer.p
Clara's head turned cold ice. Could
it be possible? Was this poor, stagge ling
creature, whose uncertain step tiurded
amusement to mob of boys, her noble
husband? Had he so far forgotten him.
self and her? And If so, at whose door
lay the fault?
Nearer and nearer came the little
crowd. Clara drew in her head aud clos
ed the window. She stopped her ears;
she buried her face in the pillows of the
sofa.
%why, Clara. little wife, what's the
1t was Charley's voice-not the maud
full deep tones of the man she felt she
could yet honor, as well as love and obey.
She looked up with little hysterical
laugh.
:'Oh, Charley, 1 was frightened! A
drunken man in the street, you know"
5"Yes, ] passed him. A policeman has
Just walked him off to the station house.
so you were frightened, eh?"
.Clara's face was radiant az she turned
up the low jet of gas. e'' 9 . w.
-"I am 80 glad you have come, Charley /"
said she. "I have had great many
|compunotions of5conscienoe, this afte :
noon. lbecasie didn't make ..Mr. Fen,
wick welcome to the bast L had iuA the
house instead Of sending you off to ares
tauraut." W E' " stS
eve went to Lemonde's," said Char
ley. "The dinner was stylish 'enough,
but nothing better than you could have
given us at home" C-iitf LLly T.,
"And, Charley" added Clara softly,
"the next time you invite friend to
dine with you, you may be certain that
"That's my own dear little Clara, said
Charley. And the hearty satisfaction in
bis face was "a reward for any sacrifice
she may be called upon to make.
"a fellow likes to feel, you know,
when he meets an old chum, that he has
a home to ask him to, and a wife that
will meet him with a sm''e."
"But / am sorry about Mr.. Fem
wick" ...-.
"Never mind. He will be in town
again one OF these days, aDd then we'll
show him what home made dinner is
eh, Clara?"
And Clara's smile answered him.
She had had her lesson. She was mot
likely to forget it.