Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-09-22

ly forgot all about it, and left it to be
put into water by the servant; this morn
ing | would have treasured it most care
fully. if he had gathered it.
After breakfast I determined to rouse
myself, and go and visit some OF the
poor people In the village, so filled my
basket with some little delicacies for the
SICK, and set out.
Wherever I wen. it was the same story,
all held forth on my husbands goodness
and kindness, for all had been helped by
him in some way Or other, and all loved
and respected him. AS listened with
burning cheeks, I felt as if I was the
only person on earth who had treated
him with cruel ingratitude, and / was
the very person whom he most loved and
cherished.
At last went home, tired and sick at
heart; but there was no one to notice
was pale and worn out, no one to get 1ne
wine or soup to revive me, no one to
make me lie down and rest, as he would
have done had he been there. 0 how I
missed him! What fool | had been
Was there ever woman loved and cared
fer as mad been? Was there ever friend
so ungrateful! O!why had 1 ever let
him leave me? was sure he would never
>ome back. Why had he gone away?
And conscience answered, "You drove
him; he gave you all he had to give, and
IN return you gave him nothing but cold
looks and unkind words; and 80 he left
you to seek love and sympathy from his
mother"
This thought almost maddened me; in
fancy [ saw her sitting in my place by
his side, loving and caressing him, as
had the best right to love and caress him
| pictured her receiving t. nderly the lit
tie loving acts I had received so coldly,
and now I seized with jealous anger
against her. mentally accused her of
estranging my husband from me, and OF
trying to win his love from me, as though
his heart was not large enough for both
Of us.
When Maud arrived in the afternoon, I
treated her to long TRADE of abuse
against mothers-iD-law in general, and
nay own in particular, and vented all
the anger really felt against myself, on
the innocent Mrs Cartwright.
"Why, Nelly" said Maud, II thought
you liked Mrs. Cartwright SO much, and
thought her so nice, that you even want
ed her to live with you, only your hus-
band very properly, as mamma says, OBJ
.jected.:'
$50 | did," answered; "but did not
know then she would ever entice my
husband away from me in this way, or,
of course, I should never have liked
her."
Really, Neil, you are very hard on the
poor woman: for, as I understand, Mr..
Cartwright went to her of his own free
will, because she was not we'll, and he
thought his company would do her
good" said Maud.
Nonsense; | am sure he would never
him up to it," l replied, rather Grossly.
THE truth is, Nelly, you are so much
in love with your husband that you are
jealous even Of his mother; and you are
making yourself miserable about moth
ing. Why, Mr.. Cartwright will be back
In fortnight, and [ dare say you will get
letter from him every day; so cheer up,
and let us go for drive,' said Maud.
I agreed to this plan, and giving Maud
the reins, l lay back and thought of he1
words. Was she right. after all2 Was
jealous? Was really, as Maud said, in
love with my husbands Had I only
found it out now I was deprived of his
company? Was this the reason that I
could do nothing but inwardly reproach
myself for my conduct to him? And the
longer thought, the more convinced
became that Maud was right, that 1 was
jealous, and that l was in love. as she
called it.
This knowledge did not make me hap
pier, Tor no sooner knew I loved him
than i longed to tell him so, and make
up, as far as l could, for all my former
cruelty; for could call my conduct by
no milder word. l passed a sleepless
night, and as | lay awake i composed
various letters Of confession, which I re-
solved to send the following day; but
when morning came my pride stepped in,
and | began to feel it would be impossible
TO write, and 1 settled I must wait till nv
husband came home, and then tell him
how his absence had altered me,
Igot up early and walked out to meet
the post-man, so anxious was l to get a
letter from him; it was the first l had
ever received from him since our marriage
and no girl was ever so anxions for, or so
pleased with, her first love- letter as 1 was
over this.
1t was long letter full of loving mes
sages and terms of endearment all of
which cut me to the heart, for they sound
ed like so many reproaches; in reality l
think there was tone of gentle reproach
throughout the letter. He gave me ali
account OF his journey and of his moth
er's health, begged me to write to him
few lines every day; but he said not a
word about returning.
| spent the morning in answering it,
much to Maud's amusement, who, of
course, thought l was pouring out vol
umes Of love and complaints of my tenn
porary widowhood; after tearing about
dozen sheets OF paper, at last sent
short note, cool and with no allusion to
my misery. The more tried, the more
impossible found it to write anv ex-
preston of love or penitence, though
was hungering to do so.
For a whole week [ went on in this
way, suffering more acutely every da7,
and every day receiving long loving let
tiers from Mr.. Cartwright, and writing