The daily gazette., 1878-03-02
-wHAF4TAEL suEASr.
BY HELEN ooRwrs rIsHKR.

~ When married Claude loved him ma
young girls are apt to love the man who
first impresses their young fresh fancy,
with . romantic devotion that would
have listened 70 naught to his disadvan-
liked Claude, and my friends were en-
raptured at the match was going to
make, except my cousin Monroe Hew-
lett, and he, poor fellow, liked me too
well himself TO be willing to bestow me
upon any other.
Claude was very handsome man, TALL,
dark-eyed, cbivalrous in look and talk
and full of a sort of daredevil dash and
chill, fascinated my senses with admira-
ton. - .l.e..4.. ..t
He had a black horse that he called
Fury, and 1t was as common for him to
cross the fields between his and and our
house on Furys back as to come by the
road. The two took everything in their
way-ditch, fence and water-course. /
to rail ut me for my cowardice unmerci-
fully.
We had short courtship, grand we'd
ding, and lengthy wedding tour and
then my husband took me to his fathers
house to live.
Mrs. Greville, Claude's mother, was an
invalid, subject to frequent nervous at
tacks, which rarely permitted her TO leave
her room.
| Major Greville, Claude's father, was q
hale, upright man of sixty of thereabouts.
stern to grimness. and keen-eyed as
hawk, Notwithstanding his years.
| To tell the truth, l would greatly pre-
ferred living by ourselves. Paisley
House was a dull, sombre, old-fashioned
place at best and Claude's gloomy-visaged
father did not make it seem any less So.
/ | m "a tbuo RI ~,
any plan of my husbands. | meant to
be a pattern OF coniugal affection and
| obedience. Claude had beens fond and
kind to me, that | scarcely suspected he
had a temper, till the morning after our
arrival mt Paisley House. We were at
breakfast, and my cousin Monroe's name
was casually mentioned. Claude started
as though some one had struck him, and
dashed his fist upon the table, telling me
with an oath that if he ever saw Monroe
lspeak to me he would shoot him. L was
SO shocked-for | had never seen my
husband in such temper before-that /
could only stare ut him, and then burst
into tears. He rose at that, muttering
something, and left the room.
Amazement rs much as anything dried
the tears in my eyes, and looking up,
met the keen glance of Major Greville
fixed upon me with an expression of
lscrutiny or inquiry or pity, all three per-
haps--not pleasant look, at any rate
and / arose from the table with some
hauteur, and returned to my own apart
Iment, leaving my breakfast scarcely
tasted. Another mouthful would, l am
lsure have choked me.
l had conviction that ! should find
IClaude upstairs, or that he would come di-
lrectiy, eager to make amends for his un-
called for harshness. But did not find
him, and L did not see him again until
lunch-time, except through binding
tears, tearing across country on his black
horse Fury.
Model wife as proposed to be, waxed
livery indignant about it all, as L sat there
alone. felt ashamed and Inundated for
that my father-in-law should have heard
the first harsh word my husband had ever
Ispoken to me.
Itseemed TO me I could not bear to
meet those inquisitive, penetrating eyes
in my then frame of mind, and so
when the lunch bell rang would not 20
down.
Five minutes brought bounding, i'm.
patient step, that made my heart leap,
as il sounded outside. The next moment
Claude's bright face, unveXed by trace
of the morning cloud, appeared in the
J doorway.
"Naughty pet Why don't she come
down stairs?" he exclaimed. Catching
|
his usual fond impetuous way.
go Claude" was all l could say, crying
upon his shoulder for joy at having him
back again, after what had seemed such
an age, and just himself too.
"There, Lutte, stop crying and brush
Iyour hair" he said laughing, as he set me
down before the glass with another burst
| of caresses.
obeyed him swiftly for he was always
Impatient of waiting; and before | had
half done he snatched the brush, threw
lit across the room, told me l looked like
an angel, tucked me under his arm at the
lshortest possible notice, and took me
down to lunch. AT the door he was so
merry that, with an affected pout and an
inward tremor, asked:
"Claude, what made you In such
temper this morning?-and about poor
Hewlett to-"
, "Was r." he answered lightly? 81 dare
lsay. I'm often cross; you mustn't mind
| Lutte"
| did not like Major Greville, and
got an absurd fancy in my head that he
ioatched Claude and me. He, seemed
always to be looking at us, and whether
it was upon me or upon Claude he fixed
his sharp glance, / grew uneasy.
| 1 had never ridden with Claude before
our marriage. He was too reckless a
rider to care for my timid companion-
ship, and / shranK too. But now, as
soon as we were fairly established at
Paisley House, horse was bought for
me, and informed that L was expected
forwth to become horse woman, worthy
to ride even Fury-a prospect which, |
must confess, made me shudder. | made
no objection, however, seeing that Claude
was so eager, and had already learned
!. how impatient he was of the least contra
diction.
Somewhat to my surprise. Major
Greville did not like this riding plan
though he expressed his dlsapproval only
to me, and gave no reasons for it thai
: justified to me his extraordinary interest
} |! in the matter
mentioned this dlsapproval to Claude
one day, when we were all looking a
a my new steed, Ariel as Claude callet
him. He had been taking him through
a course of training to prepare him fol
me to ride, he said, L mentioned m,
lfather-in-law's disapproval laughingly
and without the faintest suspicion thai
my husband would have any feeling OF
the subject; and was totally unprepare.t
for the sudden clouding of Claude
bright handsome face, the torrid Igh
THAT flashed from his angry eyes, as III