Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1880-04-29
LOVE AND JEALOUSY

Grace Thornley, had been married q
year when the civil war begun, and
lived in a pleasant cottage with her
husband, who was a tine-looking,
tawny- whiskered young fellow of
twenty five, as fond as man could be
of his wife, and as well liked by every
BODY as he was wholesouled and ov-
able.
Grace was nineteen a pretty, blue
eyed, yellow haired little creature,
whose only fault was a growing ten
dency to be inordinafeiy jealous of her
husband, ii he SO much as glanced at a
lady who, to the charms of youth,
added the eaptivating spell of beauty
She loved Will Thornley, dearly, but
at the same time Willis smiles must all
be for her and nobody else, and he must
think her just perfection in everything.
whether she really was SO or not, and
never must he by any possible chance
hint that any woman living was ever
half SO lovely, rood, or wise, as her
own exacting, impulsive little self.
VIII, being a young husband and very
much in love with his wife, was quite
willing to admit, and for time sin
cerely believe, that Grace was an angel,
and they were as happy as two turtle
doves. or pair of newly-mated swans,
unit Rose w Woodward came to pay them
visit.
Before Grace's marriage, Rose had
been her most intimate friend, and she
naturally looked forward to her COM
ing with no little pleasure, quite for
getful that her old schoolmate had been
thought very attractive when they
were girls together at Madam Della
courts seminary.
A very great oversight on the part of
Grace; for Miss Woodward had large,
laughing eyes, glossy dark hair and
wine-red lips, which VIII, of course,
could not help seeing, and, having
seen, could not help admiring.
1t is unreasonable for one to insist
that man must be both blind and
dumb simply because he happens TO be
married.
And then, too, Rose was SO tall and
elegant, while Grace was such little
childish, baby-faced thing.
1t was not Will who made this dis
contented comparison 1t was Grace
herself. She was sure Will thought
her silly and insignificant, for she had
heard him say that he thought Miss
Woodward a remarkably handsome
woman.
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 sensible,
besides being handsome. Grace felt
keenly her own inferiority, and wished
from the bottom of her foolish Young
heart that she was not such blue-eyed,
amber-haired little stupid,
1t was a very undignified 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 and
wholly unhappy for SO doing, but jeal-
ousy is ever a self-mortifying and
misery breeding tyrant, which, once
having gotten q foothold in ones
thoughts, hangs on like grim death, and
is apt to make ruin of the tenderest
and truest love.
1t was not long before Rose guessed
what was passing in Mrs. Thorn
ley's mind, and shaped her conduct ac-
cordingly. 1t was q triae EN- sarrass-
ing, certainly, but she was woman of
admirable tact, and managed to adopt a
safe middle course, privately vowing,
INV CfCi, W iuonC uCl Slolt DO SllOIb dS5
possible, and take good care not to re-
peat it until such time as Mrs. Will
Thornley, had learned to temper her
wifely aft etion with some small share
of common sense.
But the prudent middle course had its
drawback, for Will fancied his wiie's
guest treated him with marked cold.
ness, and as was very natural, wanted
to know the meaning Of it.
He did not understand it at all, anG
chancing to meet Rose alone one morn
ing in the drawing he said
fear have in some way offended
you, Miss Woodward; you seem 80 ben
upon keeping me at distance
Not at all she smiled. :. Pray dom
think me 80 ungracions. II would II
become me 10 tre1t the husband Of MI
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