Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1880-05-19
Love and Jealousy.

MNlSktItu 1Ouu1 IcIiO" VI D"N"'' "'N
as fond as a man could be Of his wife,
and as well liked by every body as he
was wholesouled aud loyable.
Grace was nineteen pretty, blues
eyed, yellow -haired little creature.
whose only fault was growing ten
dency to be inordlnately jealous Of her
husband, if he so much as glanced at a
lady who to tie charms Of youth, added
the captivating spell of beauty.
She loved VIII Thornley, dearly, bot
at the same ume Wills smiles must all
be for her and nobody else, and he
must think her just perfection in every
thing 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. good, or wise,
as her own exacting, impulsiye little
self.
VIII, being a young husband and
very much in love with bis wife, was
quite willing to admit, and fora time
sincerely believe, that Grace vas an
angel, and they were as happy as two
turlledoyes, or a pair Of newly-maied
swans, until Rose Woodward came TO
pay them a visit.
Before Grace's marriage. Rose had
been her most intimate friend, and she
naturally looked forward 10 her coming
with no little pleasure, quite 70 rgetful
that her old schoolmatc had been though
very attractive when they were girls to-
gethor at Madam Delacourt's seminary.
A very great oversight on the part Of
Grace for Miss Woodward had large
la Ching eyes, gloss dark har and
w.ne.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 man must be both blind aRd
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.
Ii was not W i'll who made this dis
contented comparison. II was Grace
herself. She was sure VIII thought her
silly and Insignificant, for she had heard
him say that he thought Mss Wood
ward remarkably handsome woman.
To be sure, sc had asked him the
question point blank. one day. when
they were walking alone in the garden,
aud he could not have answered other
wise and spoken truthlully.
And Rose was so clever and sensible
besides being handsome. Grace fell
keenly her own infcriority, and wished
from the bottom of her ioOnsh young
heart that she was not such a blue
eyed. amber-haircd little stupid.
1t was very uudisnificd thing to dc,
but, almost before she knew il, Grace
found herself watching mistrrstiuIly
both fiieud and husband, and suspect
lng deceit where there was none.
She was half ashamed of herselfa1d
wholly unhappy for so doing, hut jeal-
ousy Is ever a self-mortibiug and
misery breeding tyrant, which, once
having gotten a foothold in ones
thoughts, hangs on Ike grim death, anc
is apt TO make a rum Of the tenderes'
and truest love.
1t was not long before Rose guessed
wha, was passing in Mrs. Thornley,
MUD, and Snapped her conduct &C e.
cordIngly. 1t was trihe elnbarrass'
inc, certainly, but she was a womau Of
admirable tact. and managed to adopt a
safe middle course, privately vowlng'
however, to make her visit as short as
possible, and take good care not tore
peat it until such time as Mrs. VIII
Thornley, had learned to temper her
wifely affection with some small share
of common sense.
But the prudent middle course
had its drawback. for Will fancied his
wlie's guest treated him with marked
coldnoss, and as was very natural,
wanted to know the meaning OF it.
He did not understand it at all, and
chaucng g meet Rose alone one norL'
ing in the drawing room, he said:
i fear have in some way offended
YOU, Miss Woodn ard you seem So
bent upon keeping me at a distance
Not at ALL she smiled. Pray
don't think me so ungraclous. 1t woule
i'll become me to treat the husband OF
my friend and hostess with indifference
aud if my manner SO impressed YOU il
was unintentionally done on my part,
assure you
"A man married is not a man ban
ished forevermore from the good graces
of all omaukind, is he a? laughed Will
IF 50, | take it as being very bard line:
fallen in the hardest sort ofpiaccs.'
And would lreasonab!y wish your
self bachelor again, rejoined Rose.
Yes and no. he replied. still laugh
in, with something ola serious look in
his dark gray eyes.
Neither saw Grace standing pale an(
still, in the doorway. She had only
heard Rose say, in her lowest ant
musical tones, wish yourself bachelol
again y and his eyasive reply, yes and
MOI! but it was enough.
Grace was quite satisfied now iha
she was an uuloyed wife. Will should
be free. Rose was better suited to HIM