Connecticut western news., 1882-03-15
peril to & railroad enterprise in which he was largely interested.

he was largely interested.
 "And so you really, truly love me,
 Marion ?" asked her husband, after din-
 ner that evening, as they sat together,
 her head reclining on his shoulder and
 her hand in his.
 "Do you-can you doubt it?" was
 her answer.
 "But is it myself you love? Could
 you tomorrow, if our fortunes were
 changed from what you think them,
 come with me and face the world in the
 fierce, thankless struggle poor man
 must fight for bis daily bread? Could
 you be my wife for worse as we'll as for
 better in poverty even as in wealth ?'
 What silly nonsense you talk But
 why do you ask ?" she said, nervously,
 struck by the seriousness of his tone.
 Because, my dear," he said, hesi-
 tatingly, "your husband is salesman
 at Hauptmann's, at $500 year, and his
 holiday ends tomorrow Nay, do not
 curse me---do not turn from mel
 "A salesman ?' she said, springing
 from her seat, and rising to her full
 height; then you deceived me And you call yourself man and pretended that you loved me !" and with moan
 she sank down beside the sofa and
 buried her face in her hands. red to her
 throat with passion and indignation.
 elf I have deceived you, Marion" he
 said, in low and broken tones Eff I
 have deceived you it was because of my
 love-my heart hunger for you. To win
 you, would not the Angel of Truth him.
 self put on the garb of falsehood For
 give me for my psssion-my worship of
 you! will work for you, but do not
 desert me-only let me be near you
 and see you smile sometimes, and kiss
 the hem of your garment. Besides, you
 said you loved me and cared not who I
 wasp
 Aye, that was the worst of all, for
 when she revolved the matter in her
 mind he had not deceived her after all.
 She had deceived herself, and she had found that where she thought all was love much in reality was pride and vul-
 gar ambition. And for this discovery
 she hateo-him, and not herself. ssTne law has made me your wife
 your chattel," she said at last, coldly and with bitterness, ''and it is my duty to follow you. With you will remain, but can never, never love and respect you" ''Till you can love and respect me l | -l, nla Ah1 oR T., band," he re piled.
 Next day they settled down to s'light housekeeping" in three dingy little rooms in 8 dusty little house. They were clean and cozy, and far from un. comfortable, but she cried herself to sleep wearily, thinking how different , this was to the life to which she had been accustomed-and the life she hsc
 dreamed. Early next morning she heard ' a tap at her door-then her husband, . voice: Good morning! I must hurr, down to the store. but the coffee il ready for you. Good-byr' and whel c she had dressed and gone out into tn,
 tiny kitchen she found the little oi stove alight, and the fragrant coffe e smoking, and in their dining and draw g ing-room the table neatly spread-fo It one.
 8 1t was 8 curious life to live. The, l.; were together only such little whil 1t every evening-strangers under tn B. same roof and linked ia the same life 1. courier would not have been nor 'h assiduous and deferential toward s, queen. Left alone all day long, wit le naught but her thoughts to occupy hel lp she came little by little to take an il it terest into find something enloyabl tn in her life. Its independence please te her and the study of her neighbors WE
 like reading whole library of novell CT She became interested in their domest le affairs and could not but blush and fe, H. a pang at her heart to hear them soun
 her husbands praises-how brave an l helpful he had always been toward the re and how he worshipped the ground c ed which she walked, aud all were so prou
 and grateful that he had won such ct wife. And the blush and pang wei 1g renewed when he came home in u nd evening, speaking little and droppir 1T, his eyes when he found hers fixed upc o1 him, but evidently worshipping her af
 off as fervently as at first. But ev, tlr rose up her pride and wounded ambition le- an impenetrable wall between them or It was Christmas Eve, and Walt w. was to be out late. Eleven had struc as when, on looking over the array of lit ws presents she had prepared for u ng children of their neighbors, she four n- that one had been overlooked. It VI n- wild night, but the toy store was ne on at hand, and the streets would be light, ad and thronged, and so throwing on h ne hood and shawl she hurried out. ( -er her return, at 8 street corner, she w
 accosted by a fashily dressed ma I'd, "Where do you live, my dear? Gi We me kiss, just one, for the sake 'h Christmas" he said, following h ut trembling steps along the street wi oW drunken persistency.
 "On, go away. Do leave me, sir, 1T. I'll call the police" she faltered. to "Call the police? Why, certainl 'h, It's all right. Olly one kiss and tn iss I'll let you go," and the wretch a he preached her.
 'n, A scream, laugh of drunken trump he a rush of hurrying footsteps, then s n's saw her perse cutor fall like an OK stru of down by the butchers ax and felt AL.