Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-04-14

dear 10 him, and laid the whole blame Of
the unpleasantness upon the boy who had
come between us.
Never mind, my baby!' cried, press
ing my lips to little Franks velvet cheek.
"We will love and comfort one another
through il ALL
On Wednesday morning received a
long fond letter from my husband, full Of
tender words for myself and baby, Diam
ing himself for his secrecy, and pleading
very hard for mothers love for his sch,
however. troublesome as he night prove
at first He said that he had already seen
my parents, having stopped for that pur-
pose when halfway to Sp1ingmead, and
| mat they had treated him with forbear-
ing kindness ne could never forget. In
stead of adding this letter to the precious
packet in my dressing case, tore it up
| after the first perusal; was far too an
cry with my fate to be just towards nv
| husband
asked my cousin Mrs. Tudor to spend
the day with me, and she came to lunch,
accompanied by her two children, and
her sister Miss Clemence-thei presence
would take away some of the awkward
nervousness with which I looked for
| ward to KendaIs return. did not en-
large on the facts OF the case, but told
them simply that Mr.. Darcy had been
! deceived as to the death of his first wife 8
child, taking it for granted that they
were aware Of previous marriage My
cousins showed neither surprise nor Gu
mostly, whatever their feelings may have
been. Miss Clemence hoped Willie would
be good boy, and give me no annoy
ance; and Mrs. Tudor, turning to her
boy and girl, extensively dressed in the
height Of fashion, hoped they would be
good friends with the new cousin they
would see that evening.
1t was nearly six o'clock when cab
drove up to the door, and heard my
husbands voice through the oper win
dow. A tastfully spread tea waited upon
the table-for we had made the lunch
con our dinner, as Archie and Beatrice
Tudor could not be kept out late. We
were laughing and chatting pleasantly,
when Kendall came in; little Frank in
his very best lace robe, lay fast asleep in
my lap, and had no intention of waking
him by disturbing my position in any
way.
My husband greeted my relatives very
cordially, though fancy he was elsa
grecably Surprised at their presence; at
any rate, he went back into the hall. say
| ing, "run up stairs with Martha, Willie
and get yourself tidy, for the tea is quite
ready"
Il have engaged nurse for Willie at
a registry office" said Kendall to me in
an under-tone; the is far from strong,
and Martha will see to him entirely.
Sturdy fellow this' he added, turning to
Miss CIemence as he bent to kiss the
baby.
l knew that he wanted me to look at
him, that he might read my feelings in
me eyes. but ] kept my face resolutely
bent down, in deep displeasure that a
scrvent had been added to our house
hold independently of my own will and
choice.
Kendall was thoroughly nervous when
he brought his son into the room, and
bade him shake hands all round. My
careless glance as touched his hand re
vealed thin, pale child, very awkward
and frightened, in black sailor-suit OF
country make, presenting a marked con-
trast to the self -possessed little Tudors
who stared at him with the curiosity in.
cidenr to their age. 1t was relief that
he was not vulger-]ooking; however !
chose to mistake his shyness for ill-breed-
ing and determined to punish Kendall thor
ouyhly through the child. Little Willie
sat beside his father at tea, and finding
his child so little noticed, Kendall lavishcl
rpon him fondness that infamed my
jealousy every moment. His first choice
at table being slice Of very rich cake, o
which the smallest mrrsel was sufficien
for children, my husband, with tht
thoughtlesspess Of man, heaped hi
plate with it. I knew that such mea
after long journey would certainly harm
the boy, but I had not the grace K
clothe my remonstrance pleasantly.
turned to Kendall with the cold remark
"That slice should be divided between
the three children; no child should eat 81
much rich cake"
''It won't hurt Willie;;' said Kenda
obstinatelY; and without noticing IN
further, he turned to converse with Mrs
Tudor.
I noticed however that after the frs
taste little Willie only crumbled his food
gazing around the table with crimsonin,
| cheeks, and gulping down his tea a
though forcing back something in hi
throat. I was becoming as nervous a
} the child, for had horror of scenes, am
| knew very we'll what was coming.
Eat your cake, Willie, like a man,
said my husband, as lulu in converse
: ton took place.
=" am afraid he has very poor appe
t tite," remarked Miss Clemence; :: he ha
e eaten nothing as yet"
t Dismayed to find himself the object (
! general attention. Willie hastily swa
G lowed pice of cake, and then what ha
5 forseen took place. lie buried his fac
Il in his small thin hands, and pushing ava
7 his plate, burst out crying. If my hu
e band had been absent, must have take
: the motherle s boy in my arms and busl
cd him as I did my own Frank; as itwa
J looked at the sleeping child on IL
couch, and remarked that he would be
IS all night if suddenly awakened. Mi
e C'emence told Willie nobody would To-
e him if he was not well-behaved; Mr.
Tudor said sOmethiRp about ttsDOj