The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1878-05-19
JEALOUSY.
III hcte you! You are monster. don't

Iowa you ono bit"
" But darlng!-"
I'm not yonr darling slrl A moment later.
and you would have found me gone forever"
But my dear wfci didn't have your pcr-
mission 10 remain out till II O'clock ? Here 1t
H." lrew from my pocket paper contain
Ing these words: Know all men that grant
my husband Charles the right to remain away
from his homo from till II L. Vi. May l.
Lydia Fcrris" The clock has Just struck eleven.
d" Oh. Charles" and my wiic's grief Mt length
found some solacc in tears "Oh Charles. II
you had loved inc you would not have stayed
awny TIL the last minute You know you
wouldn't. Before we were married you were
always an hour before the time. And now-now
II am so unhappy!
Sbo lifted up n facc rosy even in the rain. and
shot forth glance that would have pierced n
lcss gontle heart than mine with remorse.
mo. sir" she said firmly. as my pcnitence
essayed n kinder argument than words: No.
sir. shall never let you 10 that again as long
az you live"
"Mignon." replied imprisoning ono little
rebel hnnd in mine: You know nothing but
deod OF charity could have kept me from you
one moment"
Il don't believe II: men arc so deceltful." and
she cast down her eyes with tho sOitcning air
OF ono not unwilling to be persuaded
The task. indeed. was not m uninvting one
"snownre." the pct name oi my wife. was the
sweetest and most tnntalzing woman in the
world. Cold. furious. sensitive. naughty. loving.
hating. everything in minute and always
charming.
At length succeeded in coaxing my wife's
curly head to rcst upon my shoulder. Bending
over her. l WIS pouring a thousand carcssing
words into her ear. when her fingers pressed
themselves into the furry cloth OF my overcoat
and picked something from Il.
What is it. dear 2" asked.
NY wife mnde no answer. but held up long
hair 20 the light. looked at it moment. and
gave loud scream.
l looked at the hair; It was black. and my
wife's hair. by Il fatal coincidence. was OF a
rare golden color.
Don't touch me-" she cried. tearing herself
from my arms and looking at mo moment
with withering scorn. Don't touch me. l
dcspse YOU"
Then her pride gave way. and her signs and
tears redouhcd.
Now. my worst enemy would confess that It
was hard. just as had gained an anchorage. to
be swept from the river into the stormy sea. All
my wits. scanty remnant. at once sprang for
ward in the desperate hope OF eIualling the oc-
cason.
Have you nothing 10 say?" cried my wife
without cne'klnE n'r t'lT~. Shhll puck
trunks tonight; on. you wr'tch'
IAN llterature."l rrpll'l with n grave face.
anxious TO gain tme-"au literature darling.
may be briefly described as the product Of do
nestle unhappincss."
Il don't want my 81 your truisms." she sob
bed. What have they to 10 with this hair
Oh. 7 wish was deadl wish was deadv'
My remark has Groat deal TO do with that
hair. darlinG-every,hins in fact. You know
what wretched life lwarl King leadsf"
Whose hair Is that - cried my wife franti-
caly.
II am coming TO that" replied sternly. " II
you will permit me 10 DO 50. But II you inter-
rupt me again. will not say another word
Ruin yourself and me II you wish because you
are too light to listen to anything except your
own folly"
Speak. Charles" she said: speak In
heavens name and give me the rest Of hap
pinpss or dos pair"
"E lwari King" began again. was. "a you
know. when he married. engaged in business.
He was Young. popular and AZ ccssful: but hs
wife made his life impossible. she would in
his absence surprise his once. read his private
letters and balvra,k all the women she s'.y
there till wilows were almost afraid - 20 to the
Homo ,rurity Life to ge' their pol'ies.
Up town I; was the sane thing; IL Edward
10 illf ~ ~ bit1 W NfAl ga To >
cousin. his wiie's tongue paved hs path with
adders. What could the poor fellow do9 For
tunntely he was we'll educated and v"rsat IL.
Despair took pity on him and opened a key
hole for his es ape; he became a writer; he
left tho world 20 1--we in books.
For n while he lived In peace; but what will
not a woman's jealousy accomplish? His wife
suddenly imbibsd n love for letters. For what
obect1 Edward discovered too soon. One day
opening n choice novel no found hnlf It's leaves
gone; another and another. the same thing
The truth flashed across him. His wife had
read through his library and. wherever she
had found womnn's name ha! torn the page
from the book. A week ago Edward. unable
longer to endure this tyranny, Nd and"
Did he kill hlmseli2' asked my wife. drying
her tears.
He would doubtless have dore So but un
like the rest OF our family he was brought VI
very strictly in the Roman Catholic faith. VI
left letter in which h. stated That he was writ
ing a book and should hide himself for
month. His wife was in despair; sho searched
everywhere Tor him; detectives penetrate
places where "A mouse could not entor; hut A.
her attempts were vain. This morning | re-
ceived letter. Charles be secret. Cal at --
Bowery.' KNEW lwnrds handwriting. wa
delighted 70 learn --'
You neyor told mo-" AMI my wlie's moutl
pursed itself into pouring r1s bud.
II knew. dear. anil could not have blame
you. that your kind henrt could not have ker
such n secret from his anxious wife"
you think sir because toll you cverythn
that can't keep a secret. ! shall never tell 20
one thing again"
I knew was In tho wrong. 80 I wisely re
Trained from further argument, and continue
my narrative.
II at once came M 10 town. gained you
leave Of absence in writing. anil hastcned to III
Bowery. What WAS my surprise on reachin
the number to find tha-rr--ontsdeo 81 the build
inG-er-coyerol with hugo pictures of-eh-th
mammoth anaconda the mi woman. the-er-
musquito cvoutionist. ! could hardly heiieN
my eyes. Was itn mistake or a hoax' Edwar
was gentleman and never played practlci
Jokes. bought ticket and passed into I'll
room. There in one corner sat the lat woman
sorrnc. but unconpromisin2; near her Ia
cOilad q huge an acOnfa uncugrl---n