New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-04-10


The newspapers are full Of auarian outrages, land
meetings, and threatening notices Dolly elances
over them but the subjects are not cheerful So tho
papers are laid aside, and she writes long letter
TO an old schoolgirl friend IN Englahm9 scrhes
ing about the S%Sn b fST SSnT 'e Dolly
ou' VI NV I daresay in England you have not the
faintest idea of the awful state We are IN mere act
ally living in terror of our lives. Jack - our hunt-
ing to-day the first time he has Ventured out WITH
out the police for three wee Ks. did not IKE ms
going at ALL and shall not he happy until M Is nog
again Poor fellow. he feels it drcadfully, being
almost a prisoner. driving ont with an armed
guard Fancy the children have police armed ~
all points protect them when they are OUT even
in the place 1t makes me very mlSer"Tle "In o,o
wrct chcd Government will do nothing mat dread
full Land League held meeting here ia1i S nitN
and we expect that something terrible VIII Iolio"
am irving to persuade Jack 10 leave III" country
hut he saws ne won't bc frightened away, ana III NE
meantime there is nothing bat rum hcior" us VIZ
have got no rents and see no prospect of getting
any, but | do not care for that only nilnu lhe
awful fear that Is pcrPenay before me: tm. , o,I2
system. and they have hired and paid aSSlNSS; Is
il not terrible to think off hardly ever let Jack
90 out without me. and cannot zen You n"N
wretchcd | feel to-day. knowing that he l. III dan
GER and how long j. this dreadful state "i ai'arS
10 last how many more widows must he hi''c pcl"Io
So Doliy writes her pen flyiug over the paper and
her thoughts with Jack IN the hnntlng-hrld; But
the long weary day fades into darkness ohlF 700
snnn She sees the crows dying home In up III Inc
Uuic skN-~cCs the faint sunset lie Out III lI W.T.
and the blue. dim shadows creeping up l"!h aiirr
dow where with her face against the glass, she mas
been watching for Jack. Ircrng ont III II Is 10"
dark to see the and the rows OF gh"Nly tres
under which he rode that morning. ShI can pnS
SEE the reflection Of her own face now ana i' reap
ing, pickering freight. dancing mp ana ""Ni'' ~
She cones in from behind the curtains ana N'hlS "r
II is past 6 and still no papa The children have
long ago gone up the ndr-crY. and Dolly sits alone
by the fire irving not to hc frightened. rTSuadlhE
herself that She is not a hlt ANXIOUS tiat JHHfk
couldn't he home yet II there had been an lhnt me
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longing and her lips grow DRY she listens 1" every
sound and starts AT the slightest noiNr she l. nor
riblv an lolls but She will not allow II YET anu oN
| and by the dressing bell rings WIN Hhduen IS
| that makes her jump. ~ strained are h'l hiIN'I
with this watching and Waiht thI NV "I hs
that sooner or later something VIII u,iaI H'I lu,
band. oh God, perhaps even now; NHi' SIr J. III.
ting 10y the lire, some hand may be raised against
him!
Jack won't like to find her low so she wipes away
the falling tears and goes I" Dies Tor dinner III ir
hall she meets Martin. and the old. tired. trusted
servant looks worried and auNl"u, Is MS MISTRESS
The master not home Yet. ma am
No Martin Dolly answers with lips that shake
in spite OF themselves But he MdH 'NP''' " Nv
:" She sprILs irving not to believe that her heart
is sick with fear; and slowly passes ui lhr N,ailN
Somehow. she never runs mp now WITH h\lnH steps
and old Martin looks after her ANA >idE' ms mn
'It'l Kill the mistress. hr says 4" hIi,~ anu
waiting till a turn III Tia" wu,r stare a>r hI'- hri
from view lac opens the hall-d""r carefully anu
looks out but there l. no sign "i tn, master "i n'.
lyhaguc, and after watching ana listening i"l
The night draws ON. He never comes
Dolly. with cheeks ikc snow, stands IN the mrs
crv and wIt, lies the children: Int III" never ~in'N
a. little Dornthy ~rluftrr~ m her '1th 'i"M'ns IuI
laughing: the freight flashing on hr I"'hd'd
limbs. Dolly has ~" stories tor th' 'n'."i't It"
night. and presently they eaten me lhl'''"h 81 ~
mood and grow grave and II cent too aW'd Aud
hushcd when They see their mother sad il'r. 80
The boy whispers ms PRAYERS a. her Aur'; ''"n
blr,s uapa-"' e" And bring him safe home To-
night - ,av, Dolly with httlc catch IA her v9icc
aud the child. lacking mp az hrr WIN hi' ii,n'r, ,
ewes, li>ps ont the petition aii'i her; ANA "'"N
know wGy the tears roll down her CHECKS.
Dawn fine staircase again and into the drawing
room, where the trr J., warm and hrisn ana shaded
Lamps cast a soft glow Hut Dolly - too anNl"u, Il"
night her own easy char aud wait For Jack
she used to do :" often "hii u" Wa """'.E
Now she stations herself l"mnd ia" curtains Tor
though she cannot SO ont very Lar my" tIi' "'h
moonlight she could hear the sound "l ii~ h"rT
hoofs in the avcnuc. What - that In the Lar Dis
tame, horses football sounds on h"r ear nearer
now and then nearer. Thank God he ht~ come
| home, And the blood PUSHES back t" her Whit"
checks be- j. safe for tonight at least. aud Dolly
flies into the hall (" meet HIM.
The horse truis past aId she goes back mi" IN"
drawing room again. Jack has ridden round &" ii"
ward and Will bc m directly All tn" fear j. i"rs"i,
ten in the thought that In another minui" ID" viii
be with her safe hy h- own hr"-id" and >h' mas
up her mlnd Ia hc bright and cheerful ms
evening and never 10 I'll h" ho" irsl'Inrd ana
Poor Dolly! Poor little WIFE standing on me
hcprthrug, III her pretty white drrN~ 2 -lir Oh h'I
wcct watchfu face loving look in m" brown eyes
turucd 80 often toward the door waiting Tor the me"
mrnt when her husband shall come The door
opens.
il is Martin. standing on the threshold his face
The master has come heard him r1dc 10y mo
mcnt ago He win br ~ directly. Why go you
look liks that Martin For thr 60. old man is h'"H
God keep HIM from harm lc paNpN But. Oh
ma am! the horse has, come home without me
MASTER And then he ircaks down But maybe
he's only had fall, and hurt himself. The police
There is no grief on the wfcH face n shc listens
In one second all the joy had been stamped out but
there il something awful III the expression "i her
cyes-a look that, thank God Is moi often sen IN
wonans face. All the soft womaniy hrIiiy hl-
given place to this fierce strange woe. hen the
words fall from her lips hkr wall: They have
| killed him! Oh. my husband.
| There is woe and weeping and dcSolntion in Iidy
| hague; lights flashing. servants running al"gt
wildly, the women sobblng the men with pa"
scared faces all instnctycly keeping ont of sight
OF the stricken wife, who, with fac" like DEATH
gives her Orders with such awful "a mn"ss S" ha-
no hope will listen to none. She knows surely
"A if he lay dead AT her feet. that her husband has
been murlercd-ihat she viii never hear his voice
again. Never again. and she does not cry vet. The
fountains of her grl"t viii have all the rest ol her
life to weep themselves dry.
Yet there surely must bc some lingering Of FAINT
shadowy hope IN her breast: for. during the i"ruhl"
hours of torturng anAlctN that follow, l'"> moves
softly about getting all IN readiness making pre-
paraiOns with her onn shaking hands. And "li.
the pity Of II all 10 the poor wife turning down
the bcdclothcs and lighting the candles on the
dressing table to have all ready If 80 be that Jack
is brought home No dead!
Only once does she break down that Is when Size
passes into Jacks dressing ana SOS hi~ lil,tS
hanging before the ire in readiness for HIM. LIS
slippers warming on the hoarthrug the slippers she
worked with her own hands IN the h4pp' days
when she was first married. AZ sight of these III
animate things she breaks into Tempest of tcafly>-
sobs. Jack! Jack. my darling my darling. She
il Wild with fear and giicf. Poor Dolly ln all the
DAYS 10 come she can never have such happiness ~
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