The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1880-09-07
DAFfODIL'S HUSBAND.
BY HELEN FORREST GRAVES.

."e sui uan uroppesI bstliiu the
tall towers Of st. Georges twin
steep!ed church. the soft June twilight
was setting. like an impalpabie veil
ut liquid amethyst. over all the Title
apartments. and DaHpiil Grey stool
at the window, ss,arele,siy towing with
the eeranium leaves. iha, gave out a
sweet. pungeni fragrance to tn.
touch of her fingers. and thinking
thinking
IL was just six months, Ibis dav.
since she was married->ix months
since she had left the old farm i'm
Chester county, and come To- the gree,
city Ia live.
you'll be desperately homesick :"
Aunt Jccasia had said, with "A solemn
shake of the head.
NO, with John." she hal respond
ed, radiantly.
Just fancy" grosned Aunt .Joca-ia,
Exchanging I'll these fields and hills
for city fiat =
Livery one lives in Il its NOWADAYS"
Daft~'il had reiorted "and John
SAYS shall find things very conven-
lent
"Humph - said Aunt Jocs>ta II
never WAS ia love myself. hut I've
been told that people VIII" az. would
''ei'eys sggyihIpg. ,i,sspp"se John i.
"of course. said DaH"iil, laugh
Ing.
:" she had married the ,uun. hero
OF h,r i"res ani dreams. an.i zone t.
the great. crowded city {" iis. And
the flat ha.i been Arcadia q. her
that Is, just az first. when the honey
moon Wa IN lis first glow. ani all
the world was TRANSPORTED with tn.
light that shines through tn. halo
of a welding riug.
But. of late, Mrs. Daf~lii had moi
been quite 80 happy. She had been
erying. one night, when John came
home unexpectedly. and there was no
time To- dash away the tears.
My darling" he hal cried asi,as,. ,
what is the troubl, >"
e. oihing. john-nothing," she /!
hal answered "Only-only it is 81
long since | placed my tee, On a sod .
OF green grass. And / was thinking
that the old orchard would he in
blossom just at this time and the
meadow under the sa>sairas tree would
he all blue with early viol-is."
"Daffodil, are you hom->ick ,"
mo. .Iohn-indeei. nn :" she cried. (,
Get ON Your things" said Grey. Il
We'll go and walk in the park, and
listen To the robin at the bird
fanciers. and try TO imagine ourselves
hack in the rural districts again"
But Daf1dii. trying To smile As she
he'd her pink bonnet strings. did not
ell him Of the long visit she had
rom old Mrs. Nudge. who had
declared that ''she had always loved
John Grey as IL he had been her
WIN son. and had proceeded to edify $
lis bride with circumstantial &C c
'oun, Of all the mischief he had
,otton into, all the love-tangles in +,
which he had been involved, all the
'alf engagements into which he had :
zen drawn, until poor DaEodil felt as
her John Grey and his gay L,thario
must he two quite different beings. u
And We are all supposed, my {
ear" said Mrs. Nudge. comfortably
aking snuff. that he was to marry q
Hive Dodworth. the actress, when he :,
p and brought you home. Dear,
ear what fiirts men are, Amt >.
hey now, my DEAR"
"I-supposa So" said poor D.f,lil. b
,tent upon the stitches OF her strip
T embroidery. Il
Il hope you'll come and see me nj
ften." said Mrs. Nudge, sitting down
er tea cup and taking up her biz n,
d shawl. u
Il shall be very happy" said
af1odil. IN,
"And we'll have ever 50 many nice h,
'nfidential chats" said Mrs. Nudge.
"les. said Daff@iil family. 81
And after Mrs. Nudge had gone G.
say, poor Dafalil sat and wondered
hat made her 50 wretched. She tn
uld hear same one moving about III
Some one had told her mr.
at young artist had just rented hi
e top floor of the Font inc Flats. r.
She wondered vaguely what he was pr
Re. and whether he, ton, was a
imam butterfly lighting 90 every ";
'wer and constant to none. all
She asked herself whether that Mr.. lal
NTH, who went out from the suite N,
apartments below every day with ar
'ilk umbrella under his arm. DYED AT,
lstache and smootbly-shave chin. tire
d his amiable weakness likewise. bu
Il almost wi.h." saiI DrfTs}il On h..