The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-03-08

Ale is to be pited then, said Mr..
with asperity
Eyes, Tom Is the most faithful fellow
"a existence He will never forQet the
time | saved him from Master Brown
'owss rage by taking the ierrulng my
Belf
You Lucia? And the hound let You,
Well, | would thank him to forget.
want no man with "Reminiscences Of my
wife
But the next day she was at her Aunt
Marbury's to find Tom there before her,
and to listen to his enamorel account Of
Kate Despard, his marriage, his hopes
lis plans.
Il gave Kate a plain ring to wear as
a wedding ring by-and-by, said Tom
II want an engagement ring for her
that has never been on am body finger
and made like ore you wore just before
YOU were married-the quaintcst thing
You have ii on now. Lucia, perhaps
"Yes, indeed. Don gave i 10 me Ii
was my engagement ring, Tom,
Then you would not care 10 lend Il
for the goldsmith to see. asked Tom.
Lucia hesitated She did not want
the ring her betrothed gave desecrated
BY passing from hand 70 hand TO tell
the truth, she had little rather nett er
Kate Despard nor another had q ring
lust like Il. And then Don would he
certain to miscoustrue. But Don need
not know. She hated to disoblige Tom
1t would be away only a night. Sac
slowly slipped off her glove and gave
it.
Kate will thank YOU so much, said
Tom. He took her hand q moment. 1T
is a kind little hand, lie said ut will
always wear the pearl Of great price
Once, - he added. half laughing "ee-
fore my darling Hates was promised
me, had hoped to call Til, little hand
my own And they locke mp 10 see
Mr.. Donald Mcdonald towering Like au
avenging deity in the doorway, lie had
heard only the last phrase.
"Do not let me interrupt yOu be
said, in his loftiest accent Of wit4Ccllg
sc0rn.
But Lucia was too quick for Am.
"Good-by, Tom, Sue cried, regard
less Of appearances.
"Good.by. | suppose we meet at
Mrs, Maynard's dinner to-nigit3 but
she was at the carriage beside her hls-
band, before the words had passed Tom S
lips.
Aren't YOU going to help me in,
Don?2 she inquired.
do Won wish to enter?' asked the
Grand Llama.
why certainly l do. I told John 70
drive around and wondered why be was
SO slow
"Slow9 Too quick, I should say" be
answered, while John shook his whip
reins to the prancing beasts,
"Oh, now Don" she exclaimed, 'you
are angry at poor Toms palaver.
Il don't know any right poor Tom
has TO be talking palaver to my wife. '
HE was telling of his happiness with
Kate Despard.
II don't know any right my wife has
TO receive confidence f.cm another
man, -
Don, aren't you ashamed, said In.
Gin, desperately IAN old friend, all
but brought up in the house with me
~
as that any reason that he should be
naying to YOU that once be expected tC
Gall your hand his own? You a married
WOMAN, listening to him? And for all
know, be had kissed your hand 1t !.
shameful 1t is monsrous Il is abom.
inable'
He never kissed my hand.
why is your glove OFF,
"Oh, Don, my darling, how ridicul.
GUS YOU make Yourself -
Answer my question Have YOU
heen exchanging rings with that r0s.
cal?" he cried, his eyes blazing in hi.
white face. "By the Lord, If that is So
will have his life. Where are youi
Iings, Lucia?'
"Gracious, Don, what q fame yor
ran blow up from q spark. Do YOU eX
oect me to wear my rings about like 81
many letters? Rings hur; ones hanl
Under gloves and l don't always veal
hem.
"You will let me see'-his eyes grow
;1g blacker and blacker, as If his wrat.
condensed its darkness through them
every ring l have given you, the mo-
'nent we enter the house, whether YOU
End them letters or mott
"Do you mean to say, Donald she
exclaimed, turning on him her beaud
'ul eyes, "that YOU are accusing me-
Jour faithful wife, Of anything youI
words imply?' Then the worm turned
How long do YOU think you can keel
my Affections
II don imagiue 7 can keep them
don't imagine lhaye keptthem-' Ans
when, as Just at that instant they reach
ed their own door, band Of music SCI
the horses to dancing, the cmriae,
wheels ran up the steppmg-stone, an.
a crash ensued, out Of which she wa
lifted in dead faint-Lucia counted j
one of the good fortunes OF her lie,
OF course, with the servants runnin.
this way and that, with confusion an,
cries in the house, rings and rpproache
were forgotten, and Mr.. Mcdonald cali
ing himself a brute, hung over his wife
in despair, and Lucia had q delightful
hour Of recovery aud dovotiou anC
then, against her husbands remon
strances, proceeded to dress for Mrs
Maynard = dinner,
"Ah, what hvpocrte and actress