The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1880-08-13


love affair cropped up again THAI
woman WHO threatened to bring al
acLion for breach of promise wher
james married me. Perhaps she has
4 been writing letters to him. Mind you
don't let Dinah Ann find it. says Harry
Or perhaps perhaps James has beer
Harry, not q married man himself, and
| q lawyer, would lend himself to any
earthly thing without scrnple. All law
| gers do
This rural district, remote from the
hagints of willy men of the world, was
given over entirely to farmers and farm
ing intere It's; simple-mannered people,
who lived out their uneventful lives In
the routine of daily duties The small
market town of Northam, four miles
distant, was sleepy and primitive, never
awakening from its slumbers save on
the weekly market day. 1t had its par
son; its doctor; and its lawyer-Harry
Leete; all three of them being nearly as
simple as the farmers. Not simple in
point of intellect. it must be understood
but as to life and manners.
This, Thursday, was market day.
James Harbury had gone to it, in the
gig Of brother farmer, Peter Hall, his
own mare, which he either rode or drove
generally, being sick. He was a tall,
slender man, of thirty years, very fair,
with exceedingly handsome features
and mild eyes, looking as unlike the
popular notion of a farmer as man could
look, and presenting a marked contrast
to his agricultural neighbors. So lar as
appearances went, none of them, poor
or rich, could vie with James Harbury,
and bis temper and his bearing were
alike gentle.
He had one fault-though perhaps all
people would not call it fault-love of
money. That he was one of the warm
est farmers in the district was univer-
sally believed, and the most saving of
men. Too saving, his wife would tell
him-and where was the use of it. she
would ask, considering she had neither
chick nor child P-and every now and
then she would make the money fly, for
she was dear lover of smart attire and
of having pretty things about her.
james would vince and bid her to be
careful; but he never went the length
of telling her she had spent too much.
He was fond of her and she OF him.
Neither chick nor cniId.n In that
fact had lain sharp sting. They had
been married eight years now, and the
sting was wearing itself away. Time
softenS all things. He had never given
hercause for an unhappy thought until
tonight. He had never had any secrets
from her, except that he never could be
brought to tell her what the exact sum
was that he was enabled to put by at the
endaof each year. Dinah Ann Harbury
did not care for that; she knew that
however much it mightbe, 1t was all for
her,
But she did care for this this
mysterious secret which had come to
her hearing tonight. She knew how
good-looking James was, now univer-
sally he was liked by man and by Wo-
man, and what kind heart he had
she put it soft"-and something ike
jealousy began to torment her spirit.
aInes came N again, The sup
per-tray was at one end OF the table, and
Dlanah Ann, an unusual hgnt IN ner
eyes, sat at the other eng, near IN Tne lamp,
having taken up her Knlttlng. Inc Iarm,
2rs general manner was easy ana
placid, though ne nao ceI!alnly seemed
restless after leaving the glg' DuG now ne
was calm again. -
Wen" she saio, as ne CUT nlmssn
silce OF the COLO Doileo peel ana now
alu you Hnu w Hue Dcss
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