Morris tribune., 1880-06-10
LOVE AND JEALOUSY.

who was fne-looking, tawny-whiskered
young fellow of twenty-five, as fond as
man could be Of his wife, and as we'll
liked by everybody as he was whole
Souled and loveable.
Grace was nineteen, pretty, blue eyed
yellow-haired little creature, whose only
fault was growing tendency to be inor-
dinately Jealous of her husband. if he so
much as glanced at lady who, to the
charms of youth, added the captivating
spell OF beauty.
She loved Will Thornley, dearly, but at
for her and nobody else, and he must
think her just perfection in everything,
whether she was SO or not, and never, no,
never must be by any possible chance
hint that any woman living was ever half
50 lovely, good or wise as her own exact
ing, impulsive little self.
viii, being young husband, and very
much in love with his wife, was quite
willing to admit, and for time to sim
Cerely believe that Grace really was an
angel, and they were as happy as two
turtle doves, or PAIR of newly-mated
swans, until Rose Woodward came to pay
them visit.
Before Grace's marriage, Rose had been
her most intimate friend, and she natur.
ally looked forward to her coming with
no little pleasure, quite forgettul that
her old schoolmate had been thought
very attractive when they were girls
together at Madame Delacourt's semin-
airy.
A very great oversight on the part of
Grace; for Miss Woodward had large,
laughing eyes, glossy dark hair and wine
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 and dumb SIM
ply because he is married.
And then, too, Rose was so tall and ele-
giant, while Grace was such little child
ish, baby-taeed thing.
1t was not VIII who made this discon-
tented comparison. 1t was Grace herself.
She was sure Will thought her silly and
insignificant, for she had heard him say
he thought Miss Woodward remarkably
handsome woman.
To be sure, she had asked him the
question point blank one day, when they
were walking In the garden, and he could
not have answered otherwise and spoken
truthfully.
And Rose was so clever and sensible, be-
sides being handsome. Grace felt keen
ly her own inferiority, and wished from
the bottom of her foolish young heart that
she was not such blue-eyed ,amberhaired
little stupid. 1t was a very undignifed
thing to do, but, almost before she knew
- horcolF a<nh 1Sc&r,
fully both friend and husband, and sus.
pecting deceit where there was none.
She was half ashamed Of herself wholly
unhappy tor so doing, but jealonsly is ev-
er a self-mortlfYing and misery breeding
tyrant, which, once having gotten foot
hold in ones thoughts, hangs on like grim
death, and is apt to make ruin of the
tenderest and truest love.
Itwas not long before Rose guessed what
was passing IN Mrs ThOrnley's mind land
shaped he1 conduct accordingly. 1t was
tritie embarrassing, certainly, but she
was a woman of admirable tact, and man
aged to adopt safe middle course, pri-
vately Vowing, however, TO make her Wis.
it as short as possible, and take good care
not to repeat 1t until such time as Mrs
Will Thornley, had learned to temper hel
wifely affection with some small share
of common sense.
But the prudent middle course had it,
drawback, for Will fancied his wife,
guest treated him with marked GOODNESS
and as was very natural, wanted to know
the meaning of it.
He did not understand it at all, ant
CHANGING to meet Rose alone one morn
ing in the drawing-room, he said:
~ fear have in someway offended
you, Miss Woodward; you are so bent up
on keeping me at distance"
"Not at all" she smiled. "PIay dom
think me so ungracious. 1t would il
become me to treat the husband Of m
friend and hostess with Indifference; AM
ii my manner so impressed you, it wa
unintentionally done on my part, as
sure YOU"
GA man married is not man banishe
torevermore from the good graces of al
womankind,l is he?'' laughed Will. 81
so, take 1t as being very hard lines fall
en- in the hardest sort of places"
"And would reasonably wish yoursel
bachelor again." reioined Rose.
eyes and no." he replied. still laugh
ing, with something of serious look i
his dark gray eyes.
Neither saw Grace standing pale an
still in the doorway. She had only hear
Rose say, In her lowest and most musics
tones, ''wish yourself bachelor again
and his evasive reply, eyes and mop bu
it was enough.
Grace was quite satisfied Low that sh
was an unloved wife. Will should b
l. L
were folly for her te suppose that he eve
really loved her. Men were so tickle an
false-hearted! She had seen how
would be from the first, and all that WIS
left to her to do was to die asssoon as 81
could, and find rest and forgetfulness
the grave.
Having come to this wise conclusion
Grace went up to her room, locked he
self in, and cried comfortably for who
hour.
Will came whistl1ng upstairs, and WI
surprised to find the door locked. Sti
mere was he surprised when Grace, IN
smothered voice, denied him admittanc
saying she had headache and did n
wish to be disturbed.
Puzzled, and somewhat angry withs
as he had reason to be, Will went avs
to his office, feeling as if the angel W
fast disappearing, and his wife, after a
was but pretty, perverse, provoklr
child, whom time and experience alol
could ever teach to be woman.
An hour after her husbands departul
Grace, in plain gray travelling dress, az
with thick veil tied closely over h
tear stained face, stealthily left the hous
and before Rose, who. from her windo'
saw her hurrying along the road to t
railway station, could clearly divine h
purpose she was gone.
This was a nice predicament for one
be placed in, truiyl Miss Woodward
indignation for the moment, got the b.
ter Of her pity; and she could have sha
en- Grace well for her senseless and W
full absurdity.
There was but one thing for her to Z
and that was to pack her trunks with
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