Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1883-11-02
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ONLY A DREAM.
By JULIA THoRNDIKE.

'Milly, who were you driving with
Yesterday
do not reply.
What's the matter, dear: You are
blushing like anything
| bite my lips savsgely. NV hus-
band rises and comes over to my chair.
'Milly dear. he says, you are afraid
to tell me-
I'm lot | cry, Indignantly. though
| know very we'll his words are ture.
Then why don't you tell me at
once
Because | don't choose
Then must tell you. | met Dep.
worth yssterd.s--..-i irving wsth-asc-s.
What business has he 10 interfere :
| interrupt.
.IIe did not interfere says my hus-
band. quietly: he merely cautioned
me that Mrs Fleet was not q nice
companion for you. She is in one of
the fastest sets in the city. She is not
a nice woman. Iou know her Miliy:'
Yes, | do hear him, and am at this
very moment making up my mind no,
to speak TO Mrs Fleet the next time !
meet her.
Now, darling, kiss me. my husband
says, kindly; but instead, hurry
from the room, and slam the door be.
hind me.
10 not see my husband again that
d.y until about seven o'clock. have
refus, d 10 come down TO lunch, and
have remained all day in my bedroom
reading-or rather pretending to read.
Seven o'clock strikes, and startlcs
me aud at the same moment the gong
sounds. Why on earth has not the
girl come to dress me: Then | re-
member vaguely having given her
leave to 20 out.
Ii is too late to dress now; but
am tired of myself-tired of setting up
here alone; so go down as am, to find
that Douglas has brought home a
couple of friends TO dinner. | dart u
look Of anger at him as | make some
lame apology for my costume.
His friends are two rather good
looking young barristers.
At dinner talk and laugh incesant.
ly-studiously avoiding, however, ex-
changing a word with my husband
lie does not say much, but sits silent
and distracted at the loot Of the table
He is annoyed more than he cares
to show at my behavior and in this
to- night | take a wicked delight SO
talk on and presently manage to gel
up some joke on Mr.. Depworth.
NV husbands brow is darkening-
and in another moment | have botf
his guests in roar of laughter a
sometbing | say about his clerica
friend. (Mr. Depworth is clergy
man,
But you ought to have seen bin
one Sunday morning, | say, keeping
up their amusement. You know h.
writes his sermons in lead pencil. ant
as he turns the leaves over, his finger
always get perfectly black after awhile
Well, that Sunday thought ! shoul'
have died of laughter. 1t was one o
those dreadfully hot days, you know
and he drew his hand across his fore
head, and left five dirty finger marl'
OH
Milly,' thunders my husband, bl
the first time his anger getting h'
better Of him, 4 will not sit and heal
you make fun of Depworth! He ia
good man, and won't have it'
The two young men exchange GIN
ces. | am very angry, but l oil.
laugh; and, after lew moments,
rise from the table.
AS | leave the room, | catch n.
husbands eve. 1t is full of yearnilg
Already he has repented his hat.
/, words to me-my well deserved e
proof.
! leave the room laughing; but
} ascend the wide, stone staircase, m.
eyes fill with scalding, remorsfu
tears. / think that if Douglas YER
here now, l would acknowledge m.
fault and implore his forgiveness
am near repentance now.
l' But few more moments, AMI tn
feeling passes. Angry, revergefu