The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1882-07-14

next morning, which did with uncom
mon pleasure, as, when we were driving
off, ] saw the face of Mrs. Duane at the
window of her room. She was not
dressed yet. Oh! these shocking mar.
ried women, thought / no wonder
their husbands flrt. If they only knew
anything they would see why they can
not retain their power over their hus
bands Morning wrappers and frlzzled
hair have been the end of more than
one mans love.
"Oh! DEAR" thought I, and | actual
ly sighed little as | thought it, "if
Mr.. Duane was my husband do you
suppose | would ever let him see me
looking otherwise than tidy? No,
thousand times nor
The ride was followed by a ramble
in the afternoon, during which Mrs
Duane sat on the veranda, with
young gentleman beside her, and
watched us till out of sight. | cant
say that the roots of my hair didn't
tingle little; and l was once actually
foolish enough to put my hands up to
the back of my head to see if some one
wasn't about to pull it. You may think
| was exceedingly and foolishly ner-
vous; but perhaps you have never had
your hair pulled by jealous woman.
l had, and the remembrance of it was
the only thing which cast shadow
over my Irritation with Mr.. Duane.
know of no way of judging of
the future but by the past; and Judging
| by the past, there was possibility of
an attack. should advise young ladies
who intend going deep into the question
of matrimony and Irritation, that is,
practically, to learn the noble art of
self defense from some professional
adept. | confess that I once Or twice
scanned the lady of my gallant little
anxiously to see how things would be
likely to go in a personal encounter.
But the lady did not seem at all belli-
gerent; on the contrary, she took things
with amazing quietude. Probably,
thought / to myself, she is used to it.
| Ned came in one morning, with his
face elongated at an angle of twenty
three and half degrees, stretched him
self at full length on the carpet, and
while / brushed out my hair exclaimed:
"Cousin Mollie I" .'
| cousin Ned !" ....HD} nd
"Well, Cousin Mollie Winters, do
you know that this whole house is in
an up-roar about your going on with
Mr. Duane?' '-'." ..'
| "Good." .Aail' ~ .L..i.
"Silence, you vixen, and hear me; do
you know that the married women
have held all indignation meeting, at
which Miss Skimpole presided, and
read you out of the party?'
"Capital !" # :ts11.... t.
'Do you know Mrs. Duane is incon-
solable, sitting up nights a crying, and
filling the house with her lamenta-
tions p Wd93 aUgHE .T.s sFrI..a
"Gracious "
'Mollie Wintersw exclaimed Ned,
irefully, "what do you suppose will be
the end of this?'
"I've not the slightest idea, Cousin
Ned. I'm not one of those gifted ones
who can see the end from the beginning,
and I'm not given to trying I'm for
fun:
Let us live while we i've for tomorrows all over
Heigho don't be tedious, Ned, there's
a darling"
''But | tell you, Mollie, l shall con-
slider it my duty to inform your father,
if this thing goes any further
"Cousin Ned, | wish you We're in
Pande-"
'Softly, softly! Mollie mine, there is
no use of clustering; We shall, probably,
have case of suicide in the house if
you don let Mr.. Duane alone; and I'm
not a man to stand by and see poor
Mrs. Duane devoured by green and
yellow melancholy, pining away to a
shadow, because her villainous hus
4 band"
"Ned Winters, you need not apply
such words as that to MIR. Duane
Giles scamp"
"YOu're a scandal monger
| ale deserves the pillory."
! "And you the gallows."
"Public opinion ought to denounce
him .....' ,......
"As it has already done you" w.
''Come, Mollie"
| "Come, Ned
"Shake hands on it,.
81 didn't say you couldn't kiss me,
Ned. Stop, You scoundrel, only once.
Similar conversations took place
almost every day, till, tired of it, Ned
left me to my fate. Which fate seem
ed to be to spend the greater portion
of the day, and all the evening, in Mr.
| Duanes dangerous society, Aud, truth
to tell, the matter was really becoming
serious, Spite Of all my proverbiaI
Indifference, ! was deeply interested il
this handsome and fascinating stranger
| OF his wife knew nothing.
| One day, in the early part of our &C
quaintance, as he was talking with hel
and | came up he had said
Laura, my love, Miss Winters!'
We exchanged few words, and since
that time we had hardly spoken, as
was too much taken up with her hus
band to have any time to bestog upor
z her .......
One night Mr.. Duane asked me tt
walk with him on the beach. assent
cd, and sauntered along with my ha
on my arm, singing as / went:
"Break, break, break, .r....
on the cold gray stones, o sea,
And would that my heart could utter
The thoughts that arise In mep.
CHOSE words are true of mt tonight
, dear Mollie," said Mr. Duane, takin.
my hand in hi.. 81 would that IN
heart could utter the thoughts that aris
, in me! ...
"What are they of, Mr., Duane?"
"Of you
| hardly knew what to say; it va
very sweet to have him talk to me thus
only for the thought that would, spit
: of all my dont-care a-tiveness, tha
these things We're wrong; and so kel
on singing; ...
"Break, break, break,
AT the foot OF thy crags, O sea
n. a