The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1878-02-06
Written for the Sun day Sentinel
ALL FOR LOVE.
BY MRS. sALLIE A. RAMAGE.

CHATTER VI.
There was no time to be lost waiting for
explanations, for Mrs. Phelps was too queru-
lous to allow any one else's convenience to
be consulted when she desired their presence
or aid. She was thin and worn, the result
of disease no more than of fretful, fault
finding disposition. She allowed her hus-
band not one instant's rest, but kept him
continually employed doing her bidding,
and she repaid him with frowns and COM
plants. Her daughter scarcely dared to
approach her, for she was declared "pest
and torment" Poor little May; her life
was one continuous struggle between the
caresses of an over indulgent father and
scolding mother Will Phelps had changed
more than seemed possible. His face was
deeply furrowed by the lines of care and dis
appointment, for he had found to his sorrow
that forbidden pleasures bring harvest of
remorse. He had married Kate Mason in
an hour of beguilement, when entirely fasci-
mated by her wit and sensual beauty, but
deeply had he regretted his unlucky choice.
No sooner was the vow spoken that bound
her to him than began an endless round of
jealousy and upbraidIng. Too late he saw
his mistake, and if with his life he could
have purchased freedom, gladly would he
have made the exchange. But sense of
manhood and honor born of memories of
Maggie had kept him by Kate's side. When
May was born his heart seemed to flow to
her as natural current, and thenceforth he
never answered his wife's foolish suspicious
or paid any attention to her continual muir
murs against him. When she had finally
succumbed to the insidious foe consumption
he started with her, in vain hope of finding
healing in some part OF the world. They
wandered in every cline, paused at ever
tabled point of health, and finding no relief
at last came as a last resort to the springs
amid the Colorado mountains. And here,
broken and wretched, backed with disease
and consumed by mental strife and warfare,
Mrs. Phelps was fain to rest. Miss Maggie, /"
as everybody at the institution called her,
trusted TO her changed appearance and her
position to keep her safe from Mr.. Phelps
recognition. and she was secure. He did not
recognize her at all, but leaving his wife and
child to her care he went away to attend to
some little details of the journey they had
accomplished, nor did he return until safe
in their own room the nurse left them.
Ms Phelps as usual began TO complain, but
her voice was too weak to expend it in need
less talk and she was forced to be content
with making every one miserable. She
ordered them all from her room, sending for
the nurse to come and keep her company.
Willing to do all that was possible for the
dying woman, Maggie went to her and
whiled away the long dull hours of weariness
with her pleasant chat She talked OF every.
thing but the past, and in no way did she
communicate her knowledge about the
party. At length Mrs. Phelps spoke OF her
husband. and though il was ungenerous she
sorely abused him for faults that existed
only in her imagina ion. "He doesn't love;
me that is the reason he leaves me, so long
Ah well. know the reason, and will gel
even with him when get better. How soon