The Worthington advance., 1880-09-23

get letter from HIM every day; 80 chez,
up, and let US 60 for drive" !" exclaimed
agreed to this plan, and giving Maud
the reins, I lay back and thought Of he1
words. Was she right after ALT Was !
jealous9 Was really, as Maud said, IN
love with my husbani3 Had only just
found it out, now I was deprived Of his
company2 Was this the reason l could
do nothing but inwardly reproach myself
for my conduct to hint And the longer
thought the more convinced I became
that Maud was right; that I was jealous
and that was in love, ~ she called it.
This knowledge did not make me hap.
pier, tor no sooner knew I loved him
than I longed to tell him so, and make
up, as far as could, for all my torme,
cruelty, for I could call my conduct by
no milder word. I passed sleeplesi
night, and as I lay awake ! composed
various letters Of confession, which I re-
solved to send the following day; bu'
when morning came, my pride stepped
in, and began to feel it would be Inn.
possible to write, and I settled l must
wait till my husband came home anG
then tell him how his absence had al
tered me.
got up early and walked out to meet
the postman, so anxious was to get 8
letter from him; it was the fist I had
ever received from HIM since our mar
riage, and no girl was ever so anxious fol
or so pleased with her first love-letter 81
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 80 many reproaches; in
reality I 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
few lines every day, but he said not a
word about returning.
spent the morning in answering it,
much to Maud's amusement, who, ot
course, thought I 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 q
short, cool note, and with no allusion to
my misery. The more tried, the more
impossible found it to write any ex.
preston of love or penitence, although
was hungering to do so.
For a whole week went on this way
suffering more acutely ev cry day, and
every day receiving long, loving letters
from Mr.. Cartwright, and writing short
cold letters.
lost my appetite, could not sleer
at night, and the torture I 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. l 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.
At last when he had been away ten
days, l could bear it no longer, for I felt
should have brain fever if went on in
this way, so I determined to 20 70 Milton,
where Mrs. Cartwright lived, and see my
husband. came to this decision one
night, and went into Maud's room early
In the morning to tel her of my inten-
ton. I expected she would laugh at me-
but think she guessed something was
wrong, tor she seemed glad to hear II
and helped me to pack few things and
set of in time to catch the morning
train.
1t VISA three hours journey. They
seemed three years to me, for the neare1
got to my husband the more impatient
I was to see him. At last we got to Mel.
ton, largish town. Of course, as wat
not expected there was no one to meet
nae, 90 took fly to Mrs. Cartwright.
house where arrived about three o. clock
learned afterwards that Andrew was
with his mother in the drawing-ro room
when l drove up, but thinking I was on.
ly easitor he escaped into another room
so found my mother-in-law alone.
By her side was some of my husbands
socks which had handed over to ser
wants to mend, and which now loneed
to snatch away from his mother. Hi
desk stood open, letter to me which he
was writing lying on it.
| The servant announced me as Mrs
Andrews. my voice failing as gave my
name, so that Mrs. Cartwright held uI
her hands in astonishment when she saw
who it was.
my dearl Nellyl Has anything
happened9 How ill you look! Whaj
is ls2'' she exclaimed.
II want my husband" l gasped, sink
ing on to chair, for thought l should
have fallen. Without another word Mrs
Cartwright left the room; feel sure now
she guessed all about it, and I can nevs1
thank her enough for forbearing to wor.
~ me with questions as to what had
come for.
In another minute I heard his ster
outside the door and then he came in.
"Nelly, my love-my d.rlingl what
is lit" he cried, as I rushed into his out.
stretched arms, and hid my face on hi
breast, sobbing bitterly. For some mo
ments could not speak; at last reoov.
cred myself enough to sob out:
'Oh. Andrew, my love! my dear love
can you ever forgive met came to ask
you, and to tell you I can't live without
you." I would have said more, but hi.
kisses stopped my mouth, and when al
length he let me 20, there were othel
tears upon my cheeks beside my own.
That was the happiest hour Of my life
in spite OF my tears; and before my
mother-in.law again joined us, which
she discreetiy avoided doing till dinner
time, I had poured out all / had to tell
into my husbands ear; and had learned
from him that he had lett me to try what
effect his absence would have on me; fol
he had felt for some time that nv pride
was the great barrier he had to overcome
to win nv love.
He had judged right. He was tot
generous to tell how much he had suffer
ed from my indifference, but I know il
must have grieved him terribly. He is .
different man now, he looks 20 happy
and know he would not change places
with any one on earth. We went bach
to the rectory the next day, but We could
not persuade Mrs. Cartwright to com,
with us, for she said we were best alone
and think she was right.
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