Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-01-11
rANEN AT HIS WORD.
\ Pleasant Love Story.

Nellie Palmer was lying on the lounge
n her pretty bedroom, crying and look
ing very unhappy. And yet she had
been married only SIN months; and 10
such = nice, handsome man." as al the
Young ladies' declared that surely she
ought to have been h"ppy with him
And SO she had been, Untii-untll, to tell
the truth. Mir. Bob Palmer, forgetting, or
seeming TO forget that he was married
man, had recently taken to flirting with
these very young LADIES', al ali the parties
n Middleton, leaving his wife to take
Gaze OF herself Surely it was enough 10
make any siX-months' wife cry-especial-
" ore So sensitive rs Nellie.
Net that Mr. Robert Palmer loved his
wife bit less than on the day OF his
neutrality-suspicious. thai Nellie suspected
him Of it. OF tor q moment doubted his
morals, any more than she did his con :
stancv. But Or. Palmer was Il gay
Young r.an, aui loved 70 amus@ himself
and 10 be amused. He liked the society
OF women. both married and single; and,
n Z word. be liked 70 iiirt, and saw no
harm in it. So while he hung over the
Young ladies' chairs, laughing and pay
ing gay compliments, or promenadln2
with the youEg married ladies, his wife
would be turning over q Photograph al
bum. or conYer,ing s0leinnly with some
old gentleman, o. noticing some shy and
akwarl chic, While pretending to be I'M
conscious oI her husbands proceedings.
Nol that she was compelled to enjoy her
self in this solemn way-she, usually so
bright and pretty, and agreeable-but
she had no heart fer anything else now.
Oflate, ii! her livellness and chattinesS
had left her, and she answered absentiy
and smiled listlessly, and, if compelled
to dance OF sing, cid SO out Of time and
out Of tune. 70 her husbands great veX-
alton. It is thus that many a young
wife settles down into dull and faded
Old woman, while her husband grows
handsomer and heartier, and wonders
what on earth could have so changed
her.
'.Helio. been crying again, declare"
exclaimed lIr. Bob Palmer, suddenly
ceasing his little whistle, as he entered
the room on returning from his office.
whats the matter now, Nellie: Cana
~ refused to sing, or Madame Vigiinl
not put flowers enough on your bonnet!'
''Oh, Bob. how can you3 sobbed Mel
lie, beginning afresh.
Look here, Ellen said her husband,
sitting down on the lounge, and speak
inc more seriously;"I do not like this at
all. l never come home that your eyes
are not red and swollen with crying.
What have you to cry about, | should
like To know Il is an insult to me to
90 snivciing around the house IN this
fashion, and moping avay in corners,
looking suilen and miserable, as you did
last night at Macklin's. Why, people
will think me q perfect domestic tyrant."
"Ah, Boil, don speak so. can thelp
il, indeed. do feel So miserable. You
make me sa. Bob"
4! Well, that is rich. Perhaps YOU
will he good enough to let me know of
what enormity I've been guilty, that has
turned you into modern Niobes"
Nothing really wrong, dear; but oh :.
If YOU knew how much wife thinks OF
her husbands love, and
Here poor Nellie broke down again.
Mr.. Palmcr's eyes opened very wide.
"Whcw wnistlea he; III this isn't an
surd So, she's jeqlous.'
Indeed. no, dear Bob. But-bUt'
she could hardly speak for the chok-
ingin rer throat-"you can't understand
the pride woman takes in having her
husband treat her with affection and re-
spect before every one, or how it hum
bles and mortities her to be neglected
by him, and have other women consider
themselve>ihe rivals-lIkei IsabelsBaden.' -
Mr. Bob Palmer laughed outright, and
then he grew angry.
'.Ycu're an ABSURD little fool Nellie"
he SAID. LAS if Isabel Baden were any
thing to me beyond pleasant and agree
able young woman to amUse ones self
with a party. Nonsense!''
She don't think So" said Nellie; land
and the Others don't think so. They
ali think you are getting tired of your
wife, and Isabel flatterS herself that she
has cut me out, and Is trying to let poo
pie see it
Fiddlesticks." said Bob, rising impa-
tiently from the lounge. i am astonlsh-
ed at you, Nellie, and had really given
you credit TOR more sense us well as tenn
per-" he added severely. Il wish you d
amuse yourself IN society as do. instead
of going moping about the house in this
fashion. You cannot expect to have me
tied to your apron strings; and l would
much rather see you flirting little your
self than skulking away IN holes and
corners like spider. watching your
butterfly OF a husband to see if you can't
detect him IN doing wrong. You make
me quite ashamed of you, declare
Mr.. Palmer TOOK his hat and walked
out Of the room with in air of mingled
dignity and injured innocence. His wife
sat up, wiped away her tears, and unused
awhile,s her eyes flashing and cheeks
flushed with wounded and indignant
feeling.
Yes she sad TO herself, since he
has requested it, will amuse myself as
he does, and see how he likes it. Asham-
ed of me, is he! And he did not use to
be so, when l WAS gay and happy. Oh.
Bob, if YOU only knew how I loved
you!''
And once more, despite her resolutely
closing her eyes ana pressing her fingers
upon them. the tears would come.
There was 70 be. that very evening, 3