The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1881-01-28

Felicia was frightened BY his strange
tone and strange looks; she came Ill
and caught his hand.
Leave me alone" he cried; "don't
touch me-
She ran out 81 the room with pale
lace and desperate eyes; spoiled. lone
~ inexperienced, she was not likely Ia
make allowance for another somewhat
spoiled child. She did not distinguish
between hot temper and GOODNESS OF
heart. Perhaps Mrs. Willoughby might
have done some good then. but Felicia
rushed 70 a friend who happened 10 be
staying In the house and who certainly
made matters worse. They had been
bal enough before.
We are born 10 be slaves and play-
things said this lady. gloomiIy. with
her foot on the fender s.Some women
have spirits too high for mean surren-
der 70 circumstance; without such
hearts TO bleed for the cause OF right
AMI truth and liberty We should be
brought low indeed. Ton are one Of
these" said Mrs. Bracey (that was the
friends nancy, suddenly turning full
upon the qniyering. pale, indignant
lady Of the house. one Of these gen
erous martyred ones"
And 50 il happened that the two
parted. Colonel Baxter made some
excuse TO somebody--the butler, ! be-
lieve and went away without seeing
his wife again. Felicia, as usual. staid
on alone at Harpington. Howoften had
she turned some page In her short life ;
history, and begun again 20 live alone!
She was, perhaps, more forlorn now
than she had ever been. People did
not know her story for certain. but they
whispered il about. and looked at her
pitifully. She kept away. and could not
face them.
II was not till some weeks had passed
that Mrs. Willoughby brought her I'D TO
London BY main force
The poor little soul will 20 out Of
her mind II she Is left to brood all BY
herself in that dismal old place. hate
that Colonel Baxter, Dick" said Mrs.
Dick, emphatically.
II saw him at the club the other dav.
looking uncommonly dismal" said
Dick Willoughby. "Depend upon II.
in nine cases out Of ten it Is the wom-
ans fault when people quarrel. You
can give in with grace. my dear; h
himself.r
"Nonsensew cried Mrs. Willoughby,
laughing; "you never appear to greater
advantage than at such times, Dick"
But the scene changes TO Sadler's
Wells once more, where they are sitting
in row in their comfortable box. and
watching the changing scenes. Mrs.
Willoughby. who had taken up the
glass. looked slowly round the theatcr.
and paused for 3 moment. as her hus-
band had done, upon the opposite box,
but its occupant was hidden from view
by the curtain. Mrs. Baxter did not
look up or about; she sat listless. alb
sorbcd, listening: while q faint color
rose. and then died away on her pale
cheek.
Meanwhile people grew more and
more interested; the storm Of feeling
upon the stage rises and engrosses the
not unsympathetic audiences; sorrows
knell is dinning; gallant Mercutio falls
as brayely as he has lived; Romeo.
driven 10 bay, Is forced TO revenge him:
then comes the sentence and the pas
sionate parting scene between the
'ho1r's wife" and her banishcd lover.
Little Margaret began TO cry out
right; the tears dribb.ed down her blue
ribbons. Felicia never moved; she
seemed to turn pale. and more pale.
II was il this instant that Mrs. Will
loughby, happening 70 look round,
caught a sight Of the occupant 81 the
opposite box, who. forgetting his pre-
cautions, had leaned forward for min
ute; then he withdrew almost immedi-
ately. That black, set face. that close
cropped military head she could
not be mistaken; she glanced at her
friend anxionsly. then she touched her
husbands hand 70 attract his attention.
dick" she whispered, "do you
sce?'
Yes; saw him come in, N said Dick,
in low voice. Don't look; you
might frighten him away"
Then the critic. who had TO write his
article however much other people were
distracted, went back to his notes again.
Little Margaret followed every word
with rapt attention; to her the play was
everything, and everything else nothing.
Mrs Baxter. too. seemed 10 have found
some relief from the weight Of her
present troubles in Julietfs pathetic
words; the color rose into her cheeks,
her eyes frightened.
Bravo, Juliet" said Dick, when
Juliet, after her great outcry Of child
like terror, suddenly, nobly. calmly
drains the sleeping-draught. Then
came that last great scene where life
and death seem struggling for . while.
and the unseen and the present meet.
and human beings fall helpless and
PROSTATE before the awful doom Of fate.
II was not till this last scene that the |
opposite curtain was pushed back. and
that Colonel Baxter. seeing his wifc's !
beautiful sad face leaning forward.
leaned forward too.