Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1882-01-10
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rage"
Here Mr.. Templeton took off his hat
and made low bow with o glittering
smile to gentleman and lady passing
in an opposite direction.
"What in the world is the matter
with Mrs. Templeton p asked the gen
tleman. "She looks like q thunder
cloud full of lightnings."
"Hetty Morris earrings, 1 guess"
was the answer. "She has probably
reen them at church to-day. Poor Mr..
Templetonl What life that vixen
leads himW
81 don't know about that. He is
tremendously in love with her."
"How can he beT
Force OF habit, maybe. And she is
a beauty, You know. And when she is
good-natured there's nobody like her."
"Well, by Easter You'll see her with
a pair OF solitaires, III wager another
pair. Tale me up?'
mot |. ! shouldn't have any use
for them il I won, except to give them
back to you; and l couldn't afford to
lose. Besides, I don't bet on GER
tainty," said the careful Mr.. Bowman.
And just then. Hetty Morris coming up.
they stopped to admire her precious
acquisitions: aud Hetty heard OF the
wager, and shsmed Mr.. Bowman into
taking it, before they parted and went
their opposite ways, more merrly than
was their Sunday wont.
Not so Mr.. Templeton. As soon as
his wife had banged the door behind
her she tore off her bonnie. and threw
herself on sofa, and called for Jane to
bring the ammonia, and her husband to
diop the shades, and Maria to take the
children where she could not hear
them, for her head was splitting with
pain, as any ones would be, treated as
she was. And she would not 60 upstairs
70 bed, and Mr.. Templeton's Sunday
romp with the children was abrogated,
and his dinner was made an act Of silent
and solitary penance; and il he told his
wife he was going to afternoon service,
and did 90 over TO his cousin Hetty's,
she, at least, had no right to blame
him.
But woe for Mr.. Templeton when he
ame home that evening! Mrs. Temple
ton had been removed TO her own room,
which reeked with steam OF camphor
and alcohol; she lay there in her white
nightgown, with her black hair stream
ing over the pillow, with her great black
eyes rolled up and fixed on remote
point OF the ceiling, and with the foam
standing on her lips CHASTITY, stiff and
immoyable. 1t made no odds to Mr..
Simpleton-I mean Templeton-that
he had seen her SO fifty times before;
in fact, always when she wanted some
thing she could not have. Cold terror
struck to his soul lest he should lose
his torment; all her virtues swelled
into the hosts Of heaven, all her
faults were wiped out as with
sponge. He was down on his knees be-
side her in a moment. "Oh, my dar-
ling my Juliet my love speak to
mel Tell me you know mel" he cried.
run for the doctor, Jane. Where is
DR.. Harvey? Why haven't You had
him here already? Get him at once.
Give me the brandy. Heat those soap
stones. Where are the hot-water bags p
And he was bathing her lips, and rub
bling her hands, and kissing her fore
head, and adjuring her to give any sign
OF life. But it was not till the doctors
steps was heard that Mrs. Temple.on
youchsafed the least indication; and
then her breast began to heave, her
hands to tremble. her long supple
body, that had been stiflly resting on
its head and heels only, began to sway
and subside, her feet to witch, and
presently those feet were beating tat
too on the footbosrd. and the lips
parted in shrieks, and the shrieks
turned to sobs, aud the doctor was pour.
ing chloral between the teeth, and tho
sobs sank away into sleep, and the hys-
terics were over.
"What could have excited you so,
my dearest, and thrown YOU into such
terrible convulsionY' Mr.. Templeton
was saying next morning. ("Hyster-
les" was forbidden word. Mrs Tenn
pleton would have had another attack
at the sound Of it, 1T must have
been the heat OF the church; it was
overpowering. Thurlow has never
learned to regulate that furnace"
"The heat" sighed Mrs. Templeton,
family, "and the glitter Of those dia
monds. They kept dancing SO before
my eyes with their bright spots that
they dazzled the brain. l am afraid l
was very cross yesterday. Jarius. l
didn't know what was saying. Oh, 1
never want to see any diamonds
again.
"You shall have pair of your own
before am q week older" exclaimed
the feeble husband.
"Oh. no. no. no! I should be so
ashamed. don't deserve them. IL
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