The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1880-06-12
Love and Jealousy.

Grace Thbrhley had beef married q
year when the civil war begun, and
lived in pleasant cottage with her
husband, who was fine looking, taw-
ny. whiskered young fellow Of twenty
FIVE, as fond as a man cnhld be of his
wife, and as well liked by everybody as
he was @holesouled and lovable.
Grace was nineteen, a pretty, blue
eyed, yellow haired little creature wi Ose
ouly fault was a growing tendency to be
inordinateiy jealous of her husband, if
he so much as glanced at a lady who,
to the charms of youth added the capt.
waiting spell of beauty.
She loved will Thornley, dearly, but
at the same time Wits smi les must all
be for her and nobody else, and he
must think her just perfection in every
thing, whether she really was or not,
and never must he by any possible
chance hint that any woman lh ing
was half so lovely, good or wise, as her
own exacting, impulsive little self.
Will, being a young husband and
very much in love with his wife, was
quite willing to admit, and for time
sincerely believed, that Grace was an
angel, and they were as happy as two
turtle doves, or pair of newly mated
swans, until Rose Woodward came to
pay them visit.
Before Grace's marriage, Rose had
been her most intimate friend, and she
naturally looked forwHtd to her coming
with no little pleasure, quite forgetting
that her OIL schoUlmate had been thought
very attractive when they were girls
together at Madam Delacourt's semi
nary.
A very great oversight on the part of
Grace; for Miss Woodward had large,
laughing eyes, glossy dark hair and
wine red lips. which Will, of course,
could not help seeing, and, having seen,
could not help admiring.
1t is unreasonable for one to insist
that a man must be both blind and
duIb simply because he happens to be
married.
And then, too, Rose was so full and
elegant, while Grace was such little
childish, baby-faced thing.
1t was not viii who made this dis
contented comparison. 1t was Grace
herself. She was sure viii thought
her silly and insignificant, for she had
heard him say that he thought Miss
Woodward a remarkably handsome woi
man.
To be sure, she had asked him the
question point blank, one day, when
they were walking alone In the garden,
and he could not have answered other
wise, and spoken truthfully.
And Rose was SO clever and sensi~
bic, besides being handsome. Grace
felt keenly her own inferiority, and
wis he'd from the bottom Of her foolish
young heart that she was not such a
blue-eyed, amber haired little stupid.
1t was very undigniied thing to do,
but, almost before she knew it, Grace
found herself watching mistrustfully
both friend and husband, and suspect
ing deceit where there was none.
She was half ashamed Of herself aud
wholly unhappy for so doing, but jealo
ousy is ever a self-mOrtifying and
misery breeding tyrant, which, once
having gotten a foOthOld in ones
thoughts, hangs on like grim death, and
is apt to make a ruin of Tie tenderest
and truest love.
1t was not long before Rose guessed
what was passing in Mrs. Thornley's
mind, and shaped her conduct accord
ingly. 1t was trihe embarrassing
certainly, but she was a woman of ad-
mirable tact, and managed to adopt a
safe middle course, privately vOwiBg,
however, 10 make her visit as short as
possible, and take good care not TO re-
peat 1t until such time us Mrs. viii
Thornley, had learned to temper her
wifely affection with soTffe small share
of common sense.
But the prudent middle course had Its
drawback, for viii fancied his wife's
guest treated him with marked GOODNESS,
and, ais was very natural, wanted to
know the meaning of it.
He did not understand 1t at ALL and
CHANGING to meet Rose alone one n1Otn'
ing in the drawing-foom lie said;
81 fear have IN some way offended
you, Miss Woodward; you seem so bent
upon keeping me at a distance"
mot at ALL" she smiled. PRAY
don't think me so ungracious. 1t would
III become me to treat the husband OF
my friend and hostess with indiher-
ence; ana II my manner so impressed
you, it was unintentionally done on my
part"
"a married man is not man ban
ished forevermore from the good graces
of all womankind, is hep" laughed viii.
''If so, l take it as being very hard
lines fallen in the hardest sort Of
places"
"And would reasonably wish your.
self bachelor again." reioined Rose.
eyes and no he replied, still laugh
ing, with something of q serious leOk
in his dark gray eyes.
Neither saw Grace standing pale and
still, IN the doorway. She had only
heard Rose say Ia her lowest and mu-
steal tones, wish yourself a bachelor
I againP' and his eyasiye reply, "ye:
and mol" but it was enough.
/ Grace was quite satisfied now thai
sue was an unloyed wife. win should