The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1882-12-20
MISCELLANY.
THE TURNING POINT.

Jenney Gray was the acknowledged beauty
among her coterie of acquaintance. She
had an oval face tinted with just enough red
upon the cheeks to reflect the deeper car
mine of her pouting lips. Her luxuriant
hair was "gold in the sun, brown in the
shade" and although braided into perfect
neatness in the morning in less than an hour
the rebellious curl in the silky locks would
betray itself in multitude of shining ten
drills around the white forehead. or wherever
few hairs shorter than their mates could
hnd egress. Add to this sketch of her face,
1.-THE, graceful figure, and eyes SO bright
and frank that even stranger would be
tempted to smile back an answer to their
beaming glance, and you can imagine Jenny
as she stood before the altar, dressed in
bridal white and promised to Glove, honor,
and obey" Harry Prescott-her chosen
bridegroom.
Harry was pass:onately fond of his young
wife, and being of somewhat Jealous
nature, it may be imagined that the beauty
which had charmed him would prove a
source of infinite trouble and vexation to him
after their marriage. He could not keep the
strangers from turning for q second glance
at the charming, innocent young face,
neither could he prevent lo,ynettes from be-
ing leveled in her direction at concert or
opera
AS for Jenny, these tributes OF admiration
did not effect her in the least. She had been
accustomed a. 4lan, f.o,,, -. H. ls.Ln.. -
thought no more of them than palmer girl
would of one compliment.
1t is great mistake to think born beauty
must be always vain. 1t is the homely
maiden who cherishes every flattering word,
and CONSTITUTES careless look from passer
by into one of admiration.
II was some time before Jenny discovered
Harry's weakness, ana when III last sume-
thing occurred to open her eyes to the fact
that he was suffering from an attack of
jealousy, instead of being vexed and pout-
ing at him, as some foolish wives would
have done, she said as quietly and seriously
as though she had been o matron of forty
instead of being in her teens:
Harry, dear, want you to put such nom
sense out of your head. Don't you know
that love you better than any one in the
whole wide world? IL hadn't thought you
to be the best, handsomest, and noblest Of
men, do you think would have said Yes ;
when you asked mo to marry your"
"Uf course not, and I am an idiot to feel
As dol Kiss me, Jenny, and forget my
oily I'll try to be moro reasonable in
iuture."
This, however, proved to be but one Of
many scenes Of similar nature, and at last
Jenny grew to be nervous if gentleman
CHANGED to pay her anything more than the
slightest modicum of attention, for she knew
well that Harry would be looking on with a
moody rage gnawing at his heart, and that
it would react upon her the moment they
we're alone together.
At last, from being SO sweet, sunny-tem.
pered, and frank that it was like sunshine to
be in her presence, she changed and became
30 quiet and dignifed that her friends said
Of her:
az would not have believed that such .
darling girl as Jenny Gray was could have
become SO cold and proud. 1t destroys
ones faith In human nature!"
And all the time poor Jenny was suffering
from wounded heart, and from the disap-
pointment of her most cherished hopes.
For q jealous husband is very unpleasant
companion.
Jenny was an orphan, so she had no
mothers sympathy to turn to, and her idea
Of marriage was that no mere friend should
be admitted to share wifs's confidence in
aught that initiated against her husband.
So she had to bear her sorrow alone and un.
comforted
At last matters reached cnn,ax. They
went one day to Manhattan Beach to spend
holiday. Upon their way there strange
gentleman seemed strongly attracted by
Jenny, and seated himself quite near her
ostensibly to enjoy the view, but Harry soon
observed that his eyes rested oftener upon
Jenny's face than upon thescenery. During
the day he was their shadow, and even while
At lunch he managed to obtain place at 9
table near the one at which they were seated.
To all appearance Jenny was unconscious
of the strangers presence; but in reality,
she was thoroughly uncomfortable and ua-
happy. Harg's brow was dark and lower
ing, and she well knew what to expect after
they reached home. But her veins seemed
turning to iceas, upon leaving the restaurant,
Harry turned to the stranger.
Here is my card" he said haughtily.
"will you favor me with yours, and tell me
where may find you tomorrow"
Certainly, sir" said the stranger. az
was about to ask the same favor of you"
"Indeed !" returned Harry, icily; s.then
we are both satisfied"
"Oh, Harry, come awayl" said Jenny,
entreatingly. what viii people Think
am frightened almost 10 death n
The two men raised their hats, Harry with
the same spirit that q gladiator exchanges q
courteous greeting with his enemy in the
coming contest-the stranger, with 6on-
aoansie that contrasted forcibly with Harry's
restrained passion.
But little was said on the journey home.
Jenny yelled her face and shrunk into coz.
ner, and Harry, too angry to try to be agree
able, said nothing, bat sat in moody thought.
For wonder, however, after reaching
home 1t was Jenny who took the aggressive.
"I viii not endure this way Of life any
longer, Harry !" she exclaimed, passionately.
~ cannot go through the long, long years