The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1878-08-03
So Mrs. Marcus Field returned To

New York City early the next day,
feeling not half so much like heroine
as she did the day before, and mentally
condemning Uncle Dotterel as hard
hearted old ogre.
There was one comfort, however,
Marcus would never know of her dis
comfture. He had gone on business
journey to Troy, two or three days be-
fore, and would not return until even
ing. She had been defeated in her at
tempts at independence, but at least
Marcus would not be able to exult over
her failure
So Mrs. Marcus Field went languidly
about her household duties; they livep
in coy little fiat overlooking a pretty
little park, where the horse-chestnut
trees were just studding their boughs
with chandeliers of snowy bloom. She
began to think how she could best com.
pass her own freedom, now that her
Uncle Dotterel refused to receive hel
back to her girlhood's home.
might teach," she said to herself
con ly would have to polish up my &C
complishments little. Or might gel
place at milliner's. / used to be q
good hand at trimming hats and making
caps, Dr."
She stopped short here. In examin
ing the drawer of table she had come
to an old letter-a letter written to he
by her husband before they were mar
ried.
In the days when I was little more
nor less than an angel" said Mrs
Field, with little scorDful laugh
"Things are quite different now"
But she opened it nevertheless and sa
down to read it over with curious
medley of feelings at her heart.
"He loved me them" she said to her
self; "oh, he did love mel And VIII,
is it so different now? Has he changed
Or have II"
Maggie put away her hand too lat
to wipe away the big tear that hung OF
her eyelash; it spla he'd down upon tn
written words great, glittering dey
drop. Suddenly caressing arm stol
around her neck, d pair of mascu
line whiskers rubbed upon her cheeks
"Why, Peg-little Peg! What is tn
matterT' questioned Marcus Field
Crying ali alone here by yourself
With big bib-apron on, like Cinderell
in the story book"
Maggie looked piteously up into he
husbands downcast face.
Marcus" said she, whats the res
son you don't love me now"
What's the reason don't love 20
nowf" he repeated, struck with amaze
ment. but do love you, Maggie"
Maggie's only reply was q burst c
tears. Marcus Field sat down besid
his young wife and drew her gently t
him.
Maggie said he, "we've been a
astray Of late. l don't know how, nc
why, except-except that l may hav
been to blame without meaning it. Let
begin again. can see now how hav
been thoughtless of your happiness
too much absorbed in my own pursuit
1t shall not happen again. What d
you say, my little wife? Shall we begi
anew?
Maggie looked up, her blue eye
sparkling through her tears.
Oh, Marcusp she faltered, "s
gladly so willingly. But-but yo
don't know all"
" What do you mean? he aske(
wonderingly.
81 thought you had ceased to care fc
me-" said Maggie, hanging down he
head, and neryously playing with til
buttons of her husbands coat. II VIZ
in sort of despair-and so ran away.
Ran where? and whenT' demande
Marcus Field, more and more puzzle,
Yesterday" admitted Maggie, wit
the scarlet blood rising to the roots
her hair. "To Uncle Dotterel."
"And he ?"
"He sent me back again"
"Sensible Uncle Dotterel," said NJ
Field. "But you won't run avs
! again, will you Maggie ?'
, " Never" said Maggie. ooh, Ma
| cusl l am so glad l got back before yC
) returned and found me gone"
,, Marcus Fields brow darkened.
II don't know what l should ha,
done," said he. II think il would ha7
been turning point in my life, wheth
: for good or evil | dare not say"
: Maggie drew long breath of reli
:. and thankfulness.
, :" | have been very silly, Marcus" 81
said. "But it is for the last time"
q Uncle Dotterel spent his next Thank
; giving Day with his niece and her hr
. band, and happier little family Giro
it would have been difficult to discove
! Here's to the health of all MARI,
: lovers" said Uncle Dotterel, filing
glass with homemade currant win
. when the dessert came or. "And
. suppose my niece Magdalen will new
leave her husband again"
"Never!" cried Maggie, with 10
ing glance at Marcus Fields face.
. "And now aren't you thankful I SCI
YOU packing home again?'' said Unc
Dotterel
"Oh, so thankful" Maggie answere