The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1878-08-24
SELECTED MATTER.
LOST LILY.

owe will have it out now, if yol
please, madam !" said Mark Arkwrigh
to his wife, Augusta.
And they did have it out with venge
ance. Both were high-tempered )
neither had learned self-control and
before the scene between them was ended
both had spoken words such as no two
people who love each other should eve
speak. If two Indifferent persons quar-
rel, it does not amount to much gener
ally; but when two who love each 9th
er indulge in the dangerous pastime, i
is frequently fatal to happiness.
They had been married but a year
and the sweet glamour of romance hac
hardly worn off. This was their frs
disagreement, and it began in secret
Perhaps Mr.. Arkwright had ample cause
to be angry with his wife. l am SURF
that every man will think SO, though
a woman's judgment might be different
On the afternoon of the quarrel ht
had asked his wife to drive with him
and she had declined on that old pie;
the headache. He had pitied anC
petted her, and kissed her hot forehead
and smoothed her soft blonde hair, an6
established her on the lounge in hel
room, with pillow under her head anC
a shawl over her feet before he went ou
for his afternoon drive.
Two hours later he had occasion tC
cross Hyde Park, and there, walking
slowly down one of the most secluded
paths, he saw purple velvet skirt, be
side black coat. Augusta had pur
pie velvet skirt, and looked like al
angel, her husband had frequently to,f
her, all unmindful of the historical fac
that angels universally wear white, anc
are supposed to be above the weakness
of purple velvet skirts.
The airs and manner of the man were
foreign; he was handsome and an un
easy appearance generally-indeed, he
seemed to be constantly looking over hi:
shoulder.
Arkwright paused in the shadow of a
clump of trees and watched the pair
| suppose "watched" is the proper wore
though Arkwright prided himself or
being an extremely honorable man, anC
would have knocked anybody dowr
who had insinuated anything to the con
trary.
There was no mistaking the grace O
the lady, and the wave of her golden hair
the turn of her snowy neck-yes, the very
wreath of purple pansies on her hat-al
were Augustas and in a moment more
her husband heard her voice.
"Dear Arthur she was saying
"every moment for you here is fraugh
with peril. Lose no time in getting ou
of London"
"But, my darling" returned the man
"nothing save my love for you ha
brought me here and it is hard if
cannot have just this little comfort.
They moved away down the walk
and Arkwright heard on more. But HI
had heard quite enough. He was in ;
white heat of passion. He dared no
follow them and trust himself to speak
There was murder in his heart. HI
must wait little till his temper cooled
He went to a stable, hired a fast horse
and rode him till the animal was read,
to drop. Then he went home and ac
cused his wife. No matter in wha
words-they were harsh and bite
enough, Heaven knows, and the vile epi
thets he applied to her at the outse
reused all her naughty pride and resist
ance to arms.
She heard him through. She attempt
ed no defense she made no denial
but, when he paused from sheer want o
breath, she cursed the hour in which sh,
had married him. Then she left tn,
room.
He had all night to subdue himself
and if she had come in the morning will
a reasonable explanation he would hav
listened to her. But she did not come
After a while he sought her in he
room; but she was gone. She had takel
with her only bare change of raiment
and left no message to tell whittier sh
was going.
"Fled with her paramount" Arkwrigh
said, bitterly; and then and there h
vowed to give himself no rest until h
had found and killed them both. H
tried hard to get his VOW into execution
For three years he was wanderer-seek
ing always his wife and her seducer, ant
finding them never.
&last he quilted wandering and wen
home. Hewas very wealthy man now
Lands that he had owned had increases
prodigiously in value, and there wa
no need of his applying himself to busi
ness. He built mansion, and live
alone in it, with his books and thought
for company. He had a retinue of SCI
wants to anticipate his every wish h
drove horses worth fortune he ha
everything that wealth could purchase
and vet he was never at peace, thoug
for the world he would not have owne'
to anything of the kind.
! One day he was riding in the suburb