The interior journal., 1878-08-30

the hateful little "fortune.hunter'
sounding in his fancy, made him star
like q steed under the spur; he begar
to hate this fortune-which had neve'
had any charms Tor him, and TO hall
repent his marrisge-not with Kate,
whom he loved, but with an heire".
The old time, when he owed no mar
thanks for a dollar, but toiled for hi
daily bread, became to him like .
pleasant dream gone by, and he look
ed back to il with keen regret
Grown morbid in his sensitiveness
the very mention Of his wife's richie
fretted him; even the luxury in which
they lived became distasteful, ant
poor Rate's thoughtless speeches.
whose quick wit she was some time'
rather proud-ofen cut deep as
shsrp-edged sword, because Of som'
fancied allusion Of them to her detest
Cd wealth.
Meantime Kate knew nothing o.
this. She loved her husband almosI
TO alteration, and IL he had but fol
lowed her example, and spoke hi
mind" undoubtedly she would hav,
put a strong curb on that unruly mem
Der, her tongue, by whose free exer
else she ignorantly wounded so deep
the heart of one, to secure whose hap
piness she would have sacrificed heI
owa.
Passionate, and out.spoken, wher
they differed she "said her say" and
forgot and forgave Immediately; moi
so with Philip. into whose soul thu
canker of wounded pride was eating
deep; he Jorgave, indeed, but how liz
tie he forgot she discovered when dis
covery was too late.
They had been married three
non,hs .,J ra,uro;oo from, tha;r En-
ro,s., ,o,r had ,aksn nm THAR res;
dence At an elegant villa on the Hud
mi, and ;.s,ed invitations far n pay
ho,se.warm;ns. ,here WAS IN be !
lawn and Garden marty in the after
Noon solloxed nv n dinner and hall,
Pb;l;n had entered into the details O,
the affair with unusual interest.
An hi. old friends and compapion.
we,e coming and be an,;c;na,ed with
. ce,ta;n satisfaction. d;snlavin0 n
,he;r douhtles. env;ous ewes his bean
,;ful and loving wife. for Kate had
hsen ,or some davs na., yer,le and
.wos, h.vond all nrscede,, and unde,
,ha ;na,o,co Of ber sm;les h;s evil
mood was oxorc;.sd and h;s da,k fan
c;es laid aside. but
a,,..,,ov ush, . ,,.,. NAV mo,.
Di-.en.Ion between heart. ,ha, love~
Kate had favorite hound, an old
dog, spoiled and useless, but dear I,
his mistress's heart, and the creature
jealous of rival in her favor, doubt
less, had taken a dislike to Philip
which was most cordially returned
Old Jack was lying on the Terrac'
steps on the morning Of the party, a
Mr.. Merton prepared to descend them
and turned his head with surl,
growl on being ordered to rise.
He did not obey, and Philip, pro
voked al his obstinacy, struck at hin
with the cane he carried.
The dog howled, and the next in
slant Kate, who had been watching
them from window, rushed out, boil
ing with Indignation, to the rescue o.
her favorite, and flung her arm
around his rough old neck.
"How dare you ?" SDcried. "PooI
old Jack |! He was my mothers dog
| would as soon you had struck me :"
Ashamed of his haste, Philip look
ed down confused.
"You spoil him Kate" he said, hal
sulkily. "He obeys no one. What
right had he on the steps when -"
"What right ?" in a towering pas
sion. "what right had you to inter
fere with himf Are not the steps
wide enough for bothf l allow nc
one to strike this dog, sir-poor old
creature, to0thless and almost blind.
Il was a cowa,d's act I"
skate do you know what you are