The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1884-10-10
SHE CURED HIN.


"You are never going TO marry
PhilO May buruew
Ii was II bright, bay.nIndowed
room, with u ruby lire spa Killing In
the grate, and II table, well laden
with work, drawn up beside its
shine. Aud the prettlest, freshest,
most attractive thing TO look at III
the whole scene was the Willow
Glenn, herself, stitching induStri'
ously away at IA strip OF cambric
rufillng.
She WAS tall aud well proper.
toned, with hair like brown satin
flax, blue eyes, aud complexion
all pink and white, with tue GRIN.
son bloom glowing beneath The
transparent skin IN a manner that
all the cosmetics on earth might
strive vainly to simullte-a woman
it did ones heart good to look NJ IN
the days of artificial ialsity T! Per
haps she might have been thirty,
but she did not look more than
twenty i've; for Time, grutf, old
non compromises that lie IL, had
dealt very gently with Josie Glenn
"Why shouldn't | marry Philo
Mayburne p she asked quietly, as
she bit off the eud OF her thread
with teeth wh'e aud even as
pearls.
Mrs. Joncsbury groaned aud
gasped!
"Ile's handsome. isn't he Y
"I hain't noihin' To say agin bis
looks croakpd AIRS. Jonesbury.
".And his principles aud cliarac
ter aie beyond reproach y
"Nobo,ly denies il, us knows
OF y unwilingly assente,l the elder
mair0n
"lIc is certainly well oti!' went
on Mrs. Glenn.
"Yes, he's rich, | s'pose, but
"But what 7"
ellis temper, Josephine, his tenn
per, il you must have II !" jerkrd
out Mrs. Jonesbury. "he's as ugly
Ms Cain, and Ms fault.fndih' as old
Pharaoh in the land o Egypt and
all the world knows that he jst
fretted his first wife into the
graver
ale won't fret me into the
grave" said Josie, sewing dill
gently on.
"How be we gwine to help your
sell ~ asked Mrs. Jonesbury, with
very evident incredulity.
"Oh, | have ways aud meansW
"Bul, Josie, you don't really love
him"
"Yes, | dor
"With his temperp
s.In spite of his temper, Mrs
Jonesbury, | see and esteem the
good which lies unreclaimed be
meath that upper stratum OF acer
bity. Keep down the weeds and
the flowers will grow in almost any
nature
'sIts dreadful easy talkin'," said
Mrs. Jonesbury, with dubious
shake of the head. "But We don't
know what 1t is, Josephine Glenn,
to be tied for life ioa man that's
forever grunblin' about nothin'p
"There it is,' said Josie, with &
blue sparkle beueath her Ions
brown eyelashes. mean to give
him something to grumble about
81 don't understand yOuw
"Don't youi Nevertheless"
But at that instant o bevy o
visitors were ushered into tb,
apartment, aud Mrs. Joncsbury wat
forced to take her departure unen
lightene,l as to the Widow Glenn''
matrimonial policy
So Phllo Mayburne put % wed
ding ring on Josie Glenn's rretty
plump finger and surrendered him
self legally into the keeping of tha
blue-eycd dame, little recking 0
the ordeal in store tor him.
! "Mrs. Mayburne!'
eyes, Philo.'
1t was an evening during thei
first week at home, after the variet
changes of the wedding tour, ant
the newly made husband was stalk
ing up aud down the floor, with hil
hands IN his pockets, a deepening
wrinkle between bis brows..
ats one minute after 6 o'clock |!
IL see it is,r said Josie, glancins
up ut the time-pieee.
"And dinner isn't ready. Is thi'
your idea OF punctuplity r
The wife made no answer.
1.-THE fire sulking again. | d,
wish our servants would ever pa,
.,,, ott.ut;ou IN FIN Arc y