The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1879-09-10


some other wOmanm
mot ]" cried Mr.. Paradox, quite un-
moved by his spouse's taunts. I've
had quite enough Of that sort of thing,
thank you"
" Here's the lawyer coming to draw
up the papers," said Mrs. Paradox,
looking out between the rose colored
damask curtains; "and Tn glad OF it. I"
$50 am l." said Mr.. Paradox with
flinty-hearted callousness.
You're brute" cried the wife.
80 you have often remarked before, Z"
said the husband, biting off the end ola
cigar.
That's no reason you should insult
me by smoking in my presence"
Do not he afraid, madame, you have
already taken quite sufficient opportu-
nifty to inform me of your aversion to my
habits"
And only the entrance of the lawyers
sufficed to arrest impending hostilities.
1t was quite true. MIR. and Mrs. Para
dox, after union of three years had
agreed that they couldn't agree, and
were to sign a legal separation. 1t
was altogether the best thing, in fact, the
ONLY one. they mutually decided. Ithas
been scold, scold, scold, carp, carp, carp,
fret, fret, fret, ever since they had
walked out of the church porch. Do
mestic peace had long ago folded her
wings and fl Dated out of the window !;
love and tender sympathy had shrunk,
startled, away. And at the end of these
three years friends had been called in
council, q solemn session of relatives
had been held, and Mr.. and Mrs. Para
dox were going to separate.
you're sure you don't care for her,
LOUISE" Paradox's dearest friend and
college chum had said to him.
"Oh, that's quite thing of the past"
said Paradox, with a shrug of his shoul-
ders.
"You have ceased to love him, dearP"
Mrs. Paradox's mother questioned her
child.
"Oh, mamma, long ago." declared
poor little Abby Jane, with streaming
eyes.
So the papers were signed, and Mr..
and Mrs. Paradox separated in good
earnest. Abby Jane went back to the
maternal home, and Mr.. Paradox took
up his quarters in a hotel until he could
arrange for his final departure to Canada.
But the night bofure he was to sail to
Nova Scotia the waiter came to his
room and announced "lady."
"It's my mother" thought Mr.. Para
dox, who was sitting staring into the
red Goals Of the grato as if they were a
riddle he was trying to read.
But it was not his mother; it was his
wife!
"It's only me, Louis" said Abby
Jane, trembling all over. "I-I wanted
to speak just word or two to you be-
fore you went away-forever.
Are you satiafied with the allow
ance?" said Mr.. Paradox, gloomily.
"Oh, quite; it's more than generousw
cried Abby Jane, hurriedly. "Only,
Louis, could not help telling you one or
two things before we part. Twas wrong
about Rover; he was noble dog. |
should have let him stay, only-only |
was a little out of temper that day
And-I've asked Your mothers pardon
for refusing to let her live with us.
think, now. that she would have been n
great help and comfort to me. And |
think, Louis, that | should feel better if
you would say you forgave me for scold-
ing so much about your cigars. And"
"Stop!" said Mr.. Paradox. "It isn't
right, Abby Jane, that all the apologies
should be on your side. I've been wrong
myself !"
"Oh, no, Louis, no!' cried out the lit
tie wife, bursting into tears.
Eyes, l was-about your Aunt Anas-
tasia," declared Paradox.
"She was dreadfully trying old crea-
ture," owned Abby Jane, and l knew
it all the time"
but / should have treated her civil
ly." persisted Mr.. Paradox. "And |
shall always regret, Abby Jane, that I
did not give you that season at Sara
toga."
Dear Louis, don't talk SO! All ask
of you is to forget and forgive my horrid
temper" besought Mrs. Paradox.
"If there is any forgiveness" said the
husband, with softening eyes, ." it is I
that need it. l have. acted like fool,
Abby Jane"
I'VE have both been foolish. Louis"
timidly suggested the wife.
"But because we have been idiots, it
don't follow that we need be for the
future" said Mr.. Paradox, holding out
both his hands. Abby Jane, shall l
go to Nova Scotia, or shall l stayp
Speak quickly; it is for you to decide. 81
"Stay," whispered Mrs. Paradox.
He folded her close to his breast.
Little wife," he said, 'let us 60
down to old Parchment's office and tea1
up those papers of separation"
"I don't care how soon you do it,
said Mrs. Paradox, laughing and crying
in the same breath.
"And thenp"
"And then," said Mrs. Paradox
twisting the second button of her hus
bands coat around and around, "we'l
begin life over again-on an altogether
new platform"
And that was the end of the lega
separation. OF course there was gen
eral gust of gossip about it; people sale
that cit was very strange the Para
doxes didn't know their own minds"
But Mr.. and Mrs. Paradox wer
suited, and, after all, that was the mail