Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1884-12-17

sui, extensively dressed In the height
OF fashion, hoped they would be good
friends with the new cousin that they
would see that evening.
1t was nearly six O'Clock when a cab
drove up to the door, anu | heard nv
husbands voice through the open win.
dow. A tastefully-spread tea waited
upon the table-for We had made the
luncheon our dinner, as Archie and
Beatrice Tudor could not be kept out
late. We We're laughing and chatting
pleasantly when Kendall came in little
Frank, in his very best lace robe, Law
fast asleep in my lap, and had no in
tention of waking him by disturbing
my position in any way.
My husband greeted my relatives very
cordially. though L fancy he was disa-
greeably surprised at their presence; at
any rate, he went back into the hall,
saying, Run upstairs with Martha,
Willie, and get yourself tidy, for tea is
quite ready.
Il have engaged nurse for Willie at
a registry office" said Kendall to me in
an undertone ; she is far from strong,
and Martha will see to him entirely.
| Sturdy fellow this ~ he added, turning
to Miss Clemence as he bent to kiss the
baby.
l knew that he wanted me to look at
him, that he might read my feelings In
my eyes but l kept my face resolutely
bent down, in deep displeasure that a
servant had been added to our house
hold independently of my own will and
choice.
Kendall was thoroughly nervous when
be brought his son into the room, and
bade him shake hands all round. NY
careless glance as / touched his hand
revealed a thin, pale child, very awk-
ward and frightened, in a black sailor
suit OF country make, presenting a
marked contrast to the self-pOssessed
/ little Tudors who stared at him with
the curiosity incident to their age. 1t
was relief that he was not vulgar
looking; however l chose to mistake
his shyness for ill-breeding, and deter
mined to punish Kendall thoroughly
through the child. Little Willie sat
beside his father at tea, and, finding his
child so little noticed, Kendall lavished
upon HIM fondneSS that infamed my
| jealousy every moment. His first choice
at table being slice Of very rleh cake,
/ of which the smallest morsel was suffi-
cient for children, my husband, with
the thoughtleSsneSs of a man, heaped
his plate with 1t. | knew that such a
meal after long journey would GER
tainly harm the boy, but had not the
grace to clothe my remonstrance plea
sanity. l turned to Kendall with the
| cold remark
That slice should be divided between
the three children 10 child should eat
so much rich cake"
at won't hurt Willie," said Kendall
Obstinately and, without noticing me
further, he turned TO converse with
Mrs. Tudor.
l noticed however that after the first
taste little Willie only crumbled his
food, gazing round the table with crIm-
sonlng cheeks, and gulping down his
tea as though forcing back something
In bis throat, was becoming AS nerv-
Gus as the child, for had horror OF
scenes, and l knew very we'll what was
coming.
Eat your cake, Willie, like man,"
said my husband, as lull in the con
versation took place.
81 am afraid he has very poor appe-
tite," remarked Mrs. Clemence ''he
has eaten nothing as yet,"
Dismayed to find himself the object
of general attention, Willie hastily
swallowed a piece Of cake, and then
what L had forseen took place. He
buried his face In his small thin hands,
and, pushing away his plate, burst out
crying. II my husband had been alb
sent, must have taken the motherfess
boy in my arms and hushed him as l
did my own Frank as it was, 1 looked
at the sleeping child on the couch, and
remarked that he would be ill all night
if suddenly awakened. Miss Clemence
told Willie nobody would love him if
he was not well-behaved Mrs. Tudor
said something about ''spoilt children"
Archie abruptly produced a stick OF
chocolate from his pocket and forced it
between Willie's fingers, and little Be
atrice twined her arms around his mock,
| whispering, ''Please don't cry, cousin.
1.-The child is tired out" said l she
cries only from fatigue. He had better
go to bed and have something to eat
| there"
Kendall was very much annoyed at
this public manifestation. He gave me
a look almost of disgust at the indif-
ference of my tones, and then, raising
Willie gently in his arms he carried him
away. The last sound l heard was,
Ceramic ! / do want my grannie ~
and the wailing cry haunted me through
out the evening.
From that time great coldneSs arose
between my husband and myself; whilst
outwardly the same united couple, both
were conscious that a barrier, in the
shape of little Willie, really separated
us. He was left entirely to the manage
ment of his nurse, a personwhose cring-
ing manners towards myself at once
prejudiced me against her.
''That boy is always crying, " said my
husband irritably one morning, as he
pulled on his gloves in the hall. VI
wonder what is the matter now."
SIT Is perfectly dreadful at his age,"
returned I. s'Mamms will be here next
week, and am sure.the noise will quite
upset her."
"Willie must go to school next quar-
ter,n said he; lit will be altogether
better for him than this house"
He turned towards the door, for our
fond adieux were things Of the past
but 1 saw before US return of the old
happy days, when Willie should no
longer Oe an ever-present source Of dis
agreement, and my heart went out
yearningly towards my husband.
"You might srare me a kiss" said
I. coloring, and L put my hand on his
arm.
There was sort of affection in his
look. as he answered sternly-
"When have once seen you kiss my
child, 1 shall know you care for such
tokens from me. Till then, let neither
of us pretend regard, Millicent."
BE it So" said L, white with angry
pr,de. You will never see me kiss
that boy. 1 hate the very sight OF hlm!.
Take care of what you are saying.
remarked Kendall quietly; those are
dangerous words to utter"
! ,oft tho hnnSa WhQp Will