The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1880-09-23

burning cheeks I felt as if I was the on
" person on earth who had treated him
with cruel ingratitude, and I was the
very person whom he most loved and
cherished.
At last went home, tired and sick at
heart, but there was no one to notice
was pale and WORKOUT, no one to get me
wine or soup to revive me, no one to
make me lie down and rest, as he would
have done had he been there. Oh, how
I missed him! What fool had been
Was there ever woman loved and cared
for as I had beene Was there ever friend
so ungrateful2 Oh! why had ever let
him leave mes was sure he never
would come back. Why had he gone
away9
And conscience answered, ''You drove
him; he gave you all he had to give, and
in return you gave him nothing but cold
looks and unkind words; and so he left
you to seek love and sympathy from his
mother" IS.
This thought almost maddened me. In
fancy I saw her sitting in my place by
his side, loving and caressing him, as I
had the best right to love and caress
him. I pictured her receiving tenderly
the little loving acts had received so
coldly, and now was seized with q
jealous anger against her. mentally
accused her OF estranging my husband
from me, as though his heart were not
large enough for both Of u.s.
When Maud arrived in the afternoon,
I treated her to a long TRADE Of abuse
against mothers-in-law in general, and
my own in particular, and I vented all
the anger really felt against myself on
the innocent Mrs. Cartwright. =
''Why Nellie said Maud, II thought
you liked Mrs. Cartwright so much, and
thought her so nice, that you even want
ed her to live with you, only your hus-
band very properly, as mamma says, OBJ
jected." 49,.
$50 did, I answered; "but did
not know then she would entice my hus-
band away from me in this way, OF, of
course, I should never have loved her"
"Really Nell you are very hard on the
poor woman; for, as I understand, Mr..
Cartwright went to her on his free will,
and he thought his company would do
her good" said Maud.
"Nonsense I am sure he would never
have left me alone, unless she had put
him up to it'll replied, rather Grossly.
''The truth is, Nelly, you are so much
in love with your husband that YOU are
jealous even of his mother; and you are
making yourself miserable about moth
ing. Why, Mr.. Cartwright will be back
IN fortnight, and I dare say you will
get letter from him every day; so cheer
up, and let us go for drive" exclaimed
Maud.
I agreed to this plan, and giving Maud
the reins, I lay back and thought of her
words. Was she right after all? Was I
jealous? Was I really, as Maud said, In
love with my husband? Had only lust
found it out, now I was deprived Of his
company? Was this the reason I could
do nothing but inwardly reproach myself
for my conduct to himg And the longer
I thought the more convinced became
that Maud was right; that I was jealous,
and that was in love, AS she called it.
This knowledge did not make me hap
pier, tor no sooner knew I loved him
than longed to tell him so, and make
up, as far as could, for all my former
cruelty, for could call my conduct by
no milder word. I passed sleepless
night, and as lay awake 7 composed
various letters of confession, which I re-
solved to send the following day; but
when morning came, my pride stepped
in, and began to feel it would be i'm
possible to write, and I settled I must
wait till my husband came home and
Then tell him how his absence had al
tered me.
I got up early and walked out to meet
the postman, so anxious was I to get a
letter from him; it was the fist / had
ever received from him since our mar
rage, and no girl was ever so anxious for
or so pleased with her first love- letter as
was over this.
It was long letter, full of loving mes
sages and terms of endearment, all of
which cut me to the heart, for they all
sounded like so many reproaches; in
reality think there was tone OF gentle
reproach throughout the letter. he gave
me an account of his journey and of his
mothers health, begged me to write him
a few lines every day, but he said not a
word about returning.
spent the morning in answering it,
much to Maud's amusement, who, of
course, thought was pouring out vol
umes of love and complaints of my tenn
porary widowhood; after tearing up over
dozen sheets of paper, at last sent a
short, cool note, and with no allusien to
my misery. The more I tried, the more
impossible found it to write any ex-
preston of love or penitence, although l
was hungering to do so.
For whole week went on this wav,
suffering more acutely ev cry day, and
every day receiving long, loving letters
from Mr.. Cartwright, and writing short,
cold letters.
I lost my appetite, I could not sleep
at night. and the torture was enduring
made me look so i'll that Maud became
frightened, and declared she would write
! and summon my husband home, and tell
him was pining away for him. for
| bade her doing this SO sternly that she
dared not disobey me, for was deter
mined he should never hear from any lips
but mine that at last his hearts desire
was attained, for loved him.
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