The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1884-12-31
EYES JEALOUSY.

the hall and carried il into her sewing-room.
She was Mrs. Wilton, and she had been
married five years and OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
in all that time had had one unhappy mo- J
ment. Mr.. Wilton had been very attentive, /
very kind, and had never made her jealous.
She often said she was the happiest woman |
living. Now, as she looked at the lining, |
and comparing the silk with the torn por- |
ton, was thinking these thoughts:
And be is Just the dearest best truest |
fellow IN the world" said Eva Wilton to her |
self. II am not half good enough for him.
| wonder what this is in his pOcket-it |
bulges it all out of shape"
She put her hand into the breast poe ket as
she spoke, and drew out a little package,
wrapped uo in silver paper and tied with
blue ribbon.
Something he has bought for me. I
expect said Eve. 81 wonder what il is
L think ] won't open il until he comes
home" and then she started to mend the
coat.
81 wonder what it is" she said. tom did
mean to get me an opera glass, know; but
this is not the shape of the parcel. 1t doesn't
seem like a book. 1t might be lace wound
oH q caTd-real lace"
She looked at the package again.
Il do wonder what it is" said she, and
finished hemming the patch down.
There wasn't much to mend, after all,'
she said. 81 thought the tear much longer.
Now do wonder what is in that package"
Eve put the coat over chair, and took up
the parcel.
tom wouldn't mind" she said. "I will
Just take peep; Pm sure it's for me-"
Then che uDdid the ribbon, unfolded the
| paper and saw letters.
Dear Tom" she said, chs must keep my
old letters next his heart, and ne hiss never
| told me.''
The -vr;{;ro uvas "a bars. sG,a On ~ &hot
His mothers letters" she said, "he loved
| his mother So"
| Then she began to tremble a little, for the
| letters did not begin MY dear son." cor
anything like it. She cast her eyes over
| them; they were love letters.
| Tom has loved some other woman before
| he met me-" she Faid, beginning TO cry.
| 'Oh, what shall do2' she cried ont. "Oh.
| foolish, foolish creature that ] ami OF
| course, she died, and he only loves me now.
| Il ives all before we met. | must not mind
| -" but there she paused, gave a little
| scream, and threw the letter from her as
| though ii had been serpent, and had bitten
| her. 1t was dated the past week. 1t was
not four days old. "Ohl ohl'' cried Eve.
''Oh, what shall / do? Tom. nay Tom!
| What shall do? He is false-Tom. Oh,
have gone mad No; there are the letters.
| They are really there. Why do l not die?
Do people live through such things Us
| theee?"
Then she knelt on the aoor and gathered
up the letters, and steadily read them
| through. There were ten of them. Such
| love letters! No other Interpretation could
be put on them. They were absurd loYe let
teTs, such ss are always produced in court
in cases OF breach of promise. And they
called him "Popsey Wopsey," and 'Dss-
Engy Parlingy," "Lovey Dewey" and "0dr
Sweetness" and they were al signed, your
own Nellie"
ut is all true" said poor Eve, wringing
her hands. "And it's worse than anything
l ever heard of. ] trusted him so. be
lieVed in him so. Ny Tom, my own dear
| TOMB
Then she wiped her eyes and gathered up
the letters, wrapped the silver paper around
| them, tied rhe blue ribbon, and pat them
back in the aIful breast pocket OF that dread
ful overcoat and hung it in the hall.
Tom shall never know" she said. ST viii
never see him again; when he comes home
| shall be dead. ! win not live to bear this"
Then she sat down to think over the best
means of suicide. She could hang herself
TO the chandelier with windOw-blind cord,
and then she would be black in the face and
hideous She would drown herself, but then
her body would go floating down the river t.
the sea, and drowned people looked even
| wOrse than strangled ones She was too
much afraid Of firearms to shoot herself even
in this strait, but sh sudden thought.
She would take poisCnl
she would never see Tom again, he would
see her, and remorse would sting him. Here
she MADE s. great mistake.
A man who is coOlly treacherous TO women
never mas any remorse. Remorse in love ST
iairs is pure feminine quality, and even
the worst OF the sex are not without It.
} | However, it Is natural to believe that re.
morse is possible to a man whom one has
| heretofore believed to be an angel in human
, form, and Eve took little miserable com
| tort from the thought that Tom would kneel
| beside her coffin and burst into tears and
| passionate ordinations OF regret which she
: | perhaps might see FROM some spiritual post
of observation. So, having put on q hal
| snd thick veil, Eva betcok herself down the
| street and round the corner to the chemist
! The chemist was al old German, q benev-
, | olent-looking one, with red cheeks aud
: a smiling mouth, and when she asked for
|, | poison for rats he said: SOL" and besmed
, | mildly upon her.
, II want it very strong" said Eve.
Sop said the chemist
"But not TO give more pain than is neces
! | sary,n said Eve.
10 the rats?" asked the chemist
, "Yes," said Eve, ''of course; and it must
be quick and not make one black in the
face"
With grave countenace he compounded
the powder and handed il across the coun
ter. Eve took it, passed him the few cop
pers he asked, and walked Of. Once a.
, | home she went at once to her room, taking
the powder with her and threw herself on
Q the bed. Once or twice she tasted the pow
> der with the tip of her tongue, hoping j
, | was not very disagreeable. Then, finding il
sweet, che braVely swallowed it,
at Is all over now" she said. "Oh
e heaven, forgive me. and forgive Tom" AND
3 then she laid herself down upon her pillow.
Just az she did so the familiar sound OF
a latch key in the door below startled her. 1
: | was Tom; and now he was calling her.
! NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. are your"
. Never before had she refused to answer
B 1 that voice. Why had he come to tortur'
a | her dying moments1 Harkl Now he wa
: bouncing up stairs. He was in the room.
What is The natter Are You i'll, Eve?
D l he exclaimed.
NO" she said family, ''only tired"
: "Ahl you look tired. little one,n said he
: "I came home 20 get the overcoat. / sup
pose you've found out by this time that tina
e in the hall ia not mine. wore Johnson
. | overcoat home from the Office last night BY
1 mistake, and he is anxious about it. III
: asked me If there was any one in the hoas
who would be apt to NEEDLE with papers il
his pocket. said thought not. I hadn'
Jealous wife-ehP What's the matter
/ EyeT
!. "Oh, Tom" cried Eve. historically. ''Oh