The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-10-05
THE WIFE's STORY.
From the Waverly Magazine.

newspapers have any idea ofthe thought
the toll, with which these creations ofthe
brain are wrought out? l never had be.
fore I became Johns wife.
"What could John Everett haye sDen
to admire in me?" l have often since
asked myself. Bnt he did love me truly
and after my childish fashion loved
him.
"John, the Morgans and Miss White
are going to Saratoga for month-can't
l go too?"
My husband looked up fro m his papers
in surprise.
"To Saratoga, Belle? thought we had
concluded to spend such quiet sum-
mer together here?"
1 shrugged my shoulders.
"It's so awfully stupid here, all by our
selves" said l, "like modern edition o.
Darby and JOAN"
"But Darby and Joan enjoyed them,
selves, l suppose?"
'"They must have found it horribly
wearisome after a while, love. John
don't be sentimental Let us 60 to Sar-
atoga.''
"Do you really wish it so much, my
little wife?" he asked gravely, fixing his
large, serious eyes on my face.
"Of course do!"
Then we will CO."
l clapped my hands in a gleeful sort ot
way and ran off to send q note to my
dressmaker. Then, on second thought
I ran back to Johns study.
"How much money are you going to
give me for dresses and things?"
I'D =,
some surprize. why, it isn't six
outfit"
That's just mans reasoning. AS i
l hadn't worn every one OF my dresse:
rather stay at home than 60 like {
dowdy."
A panied look came over Johns pale
intellectual face.
GLOW much money do you want?"
II could make hundred and fifty
dollars do, suppose"
desk and filed out the slip of paper.
"There," said he, "I don't ask you tt
be saving of this, tor am sure you will
be that at any event. We are not rich
dear"
~ know, l know I retorted hurry
ing away, not over pleased with my hus.
bands last words. 1t was scarcely three
days after having this conversation that
John found me crying in my room.
Belle! crying?" he exclaimed in sur
prise. 81 thought you were perfectly
happy at the prospect of a month at
Saratogaw
~ can't help H." l sobbed. 81 know
Its very ridiculous, but it's only because
of Aunt Whites diamond cross. My lit
tie one looks 30 cheap, by the side O.
hers"
"But, Belle, a poor authors wife
can't expect to wear diamonds"
Eyes, know; and that's exactly what
am crying about"
He looked at me with troubled eyes,
and then left the room.
"Belle," said Lulu Elwell my hus-
bands cousin, who CHANGED to be 81.
ting with me, ''you have hurt John
deeply" eff you are so very consider
ate of John itsa pity you hadn't mar
ried him yourself. won't be lectured,
retorted pettishly.
Lu!n recoiled as if something had
stung her.
THAT is neither logical nor generous
Belle" she said; and rising she went
quickly away.
The next day she started for Saratoga
but at the last moment John changed
his mind and concluded to stay at home
II have some work hat ought to bt
finished, and dare say you will enjoy
it just as well in the company of the
Morgans and Miss White"
pouted little
"Of course you c. n do as you please
but after all my preparations l shall
most certainly CO." said l.
He bent his face to mine.
do not let :ls part in unkindness
dearest" he whispered.
turned my head away.
"Good.by," said l lightly, and we
separated.
Saratoga was very gay that season
and for the first few days all was a whir
Of happy excitement very congenial tc
my gid ly brain. Sometimes, as though
of John all alone in the study at home g
little thrill of homesickness came oyel
me; but l was just 8. the age to enjo,
every passing incident and every revolv
ing day, until old Mrs. Stanton came
with trunks innrmerable.
"Oh," said she, regarding me through
her eye glass "that is the wife of the hand
some young author. isn't it?"
"Yes. it is, Mrs. Stanton" said, with
flush of wifely pride.
He Is in town, isn't he?" said Mrs
Stanton, maliciously.
HE still remains in" answered
indifferently.
$50 does his cousin Lulu Elwell, dom
she?" the old woman went on.
Really" l answered, trying t.
speak as lightly as possible, "I am no,
aware of Lulu Elwell's movements this
summer"
ao.,5, "oh, Iii indeed! l ID Wen, young lady,
ts be b0p PT0phs s Of fass evil bes eu
young husbands too much to the mercy
laughed the old wretch, as she turned
away.
I pretended to take no notice of bel
malicious insinuation, but they sank into
my heart, nevertheless, lik poisoned ar.
rows. Saratoga lost all it's attraction.
for me. There was a ..lnasked ball the
next evening, but countermanded the
order for my dress. aud astonished An
ME White by declining to take part in 9
picnic to the lake.
"Why, Belle, what ails you?" de
manded Annie.
Nothing except that am homesick
snd want to go to"
"Oh." said Annie, with q meanine
laugh; "those husbands are terrible
magnets. I'm glad I'm not married"
How glad WAS when at last she lef
me to myself, free to examine the mys
terles OF my heartl could not believe
it. John false and 6ckle? John sun,
ming himself in the light of his old love'
smiles while was away? And vet how
strongly all the circumstances seem t.
point to it! | flung my things into m,
trunk with reckless haste, determined
to return home at once and accuse JohI
of his wirkedness.
Again and again as the train flew owe
the rails 1rehearsed to myself the scogp