The Morning herald., 1877-05-18
RVE'S JEALOUSY.

lid wear anotner anu !e"s . - :.
P,a ~ And 30, he had left it, she took ii
PEI .ha H hall rack and car ried it into her
|Ins 10 ~. 'u Mrs. Wilton, and she had been
" t.S S Sve wears, and never-never-
r.ea :. durins rms that time had had one un-
uu moment. Mr.. Wilton had been
!,,entive, very kind, very generous
never "so made her jealous. She often
.hs uu,', was the hsppiest woman LIVING.
'"u ~, she looked At the lining and COM
,%e ak with which she was abou'
E.I,ce Ius the torn portion, she was think.
'11 had never had any children, but
~ vv.oul. are all in all to each other
!, mo no very great grief. All her care
ior hin-all his for her.
ID S' he j. Just the dearest, best, truest
y ~ in ~ the world, said Eve Wilton to
If I'm not half good enough for
wonder what this is in his pocket
Ices it all out Of shape.
mt her hand into the breast pocket
,noke and drew out little package
ped upin silver paper, and tied with
ribbon.
me,hiug he has bought for me I ex~
said Eve, l wonder what it is. ]
I won't open it until he comes home.
.he laid the silk across the small hole
Mt it out, and bastsd it down.
wonder what it is. she said. Tom
be,n to get me an opera glass, / know
kh,t is not the shape Of the parcel.
,yut seem like a book. 1t doesn't
like glass. 1t might be lace wound
card-real lace
locked at the package again.
0 wonder what it is? she said, land
ned the patch down.
ere wasc,,'t much to mend after all,
ad thought the tear much longer.
pught it on nail at the Office, / ex-
Now l do wonder what there is in
package,
ii wouldn't mind, she said. I will
ike peep. Pm sure it is for me.
en she united the ribbon, unfolded
bper, and saw letters.
hr Tom. she said, he must keep my
(lters next his heart, aud he never
bid me.
the writing was not hers, she saw
1t glance.
mothers letters, she said. He Low.
mother 30.
60 ale began to tremble a little, for
tiers did not begin: my dear son
nylhing like it.
cast her eyes over them. They were
letters.
pm has loved some other woman be-
met me-" she said beginning to cry.
4, what shall l doT Then she cried
"Oh foolish, foolish creature that |
OF course she died, and he only
me now. 1t was ,ll oyer before we
must not mind-' but there she
3. gave scream, ard threw the let
Pm her as though i, had been a SER
Pnd had bitten her. 1t was dated
vt week. 1t was not four days old.
oh! cried Eve "Oh what shall l
Oh where shall I goF' At every cry
sht pierced her breast like an ac-
ao. "Tom, my Tom2" What shall
Ion Toni He to be false--Tom
nave in, gone mad! No. There they
lhesy are really there-those letters.
% not die! Do people live .hro'
hngs as these?
y she knelt upon the floor and gath
plhe letters, and steadily read them
H. There were ten Of them. Such
e''srs! No other Interpretation
Oeput upon them. They were ab'
owe letters? No other interprela,
u!d be put upon them. They were
loye-le,ters--such are always pro.
ia court in cases Of breach of pro- Miss
hey called him Popsy Wepsy, and
rarIingy, and Lovey Dovey, and
Tse'ness and Angel oflny Soul; and
ere all signed; Your own Nellie.
all true, said poor Eve, wring'ng
pd' And it is worse than anything
heard Of. l trusted him SOL be.
\ in him so. My Tom mine!
she wiped her eyes, gathered ur
'sE', packed them up, wrapped the
paper around them tied the blu.
put them back in the awful breas
Of that dreadful overcoat, and hun,
e hall.rack.
shall never know, she said. III.
roach him. l will never see hin
70 comes home l shall be dead.
live to bear this.
she sat down to think over The
cans of suicide. She could hang
'olhe chandelier with a window
I'a' but then she would be black
tce and hidesus. She could drown
"uI then her body would 60 float
u me river to tho sea, and drowned
Sbo spokea even worse than strangled
'.Ie ut was too much afraid of fire.
rIS J.oo' herself, even in this strait
uo take poison.
IA mat would be best; and though,
~ never sec Tom again, he would
1mu m', remorss would sting him
made a great mistake.
W, VINO nc Is cody treacheroqs to wo-
Hrs ii, iss u; any remorse. Remorse in
'I N ,l' a purely feminine quality
- me worst of out sex are m,