The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1884-02-16

she was my wife, I'd pack her of, and
I~pav to scuttle the ship"
"Whats the use of talking so, Mr..
| Welsh?" asked the high-toned maid
who busted herself beside him there.
''You knowyou're just as bad as master
is about her, and every bit as indulgent.
I'm sure it's myself would never have
taken service with her but for the hear
ing her well recommended. "
"Well, when she hasn't her tantrums
on admit that she is an engaging
creature, " said the butler, with dignity.
'And sure she might have married
with a foreign Prince" urged Maria,
''if she hadn't been gone on the one
she did marry, for it's Victorine herself
that says it. Did We ever lay eyes, now,
on a sweeter sight than she was, Mr..
Welsh, in her yellow grapes and yellow
roses and yellow Jewels the other night?
And tantrums or whatever, it's yourself
heard the archbishop say she had the
manners of Princess"
but for all that, said Mr.. Welsh.
| giving the last touch to his salad dish,
''Tm glad she's found her master"
Hem Perhaps she has. But I'm
not going to be interfering between
man and Wife" said the maid with
great consideration. "And when YOU
find me a lady that does more for them
that's under her, and sees more to her
peoples comfort, and helps young girls
to living, and
''You just wipe your silver, Maria.
You talk too much with your mouth, .
said the butler, closing the door be-
hind him.
But you don't mean to say, Sarah,
that Helena and Madeleine are going "a
carry all those thingsp' Mrs, Sevrance
was saying.
Eyes, l do. They maintain they
can't have a dress fitted in Paris as
Chenery fits here. And they've had
their trunks packed this week and
over
"The idea Why, shouldn't think
of taking anything but satchel my
self for such little trip over as this.
One black silk dress on, and my wraps
in a strap, are all l should need be-
yond the handbag, if | were going to
start in the Roumania tomorrow.
Mr.. Sevrance looked up with quick
| glance at Harry, who in a moment re-
turned it as intelligently.
Difficult, " said Harry.
amy premium necessary" said Mr..
| Severance.
But no time argued the other,
raising his brows.
use the telegraph" said Mr. Sew
rance. And shortly afterward Harry
remembered matter of business he
had omitted to finish, and begged So
ply to excuse him and Sarah to wait
for him.
When he returned, an hour or two
afterward, Sophy was actively engaged
with Sarah in examining map of the
proposed route of the party, and had
already projected the purchases to be
made in various cities. There's one
thing l am determined to have" So
ply was saying, land that is some
Norwegian filigrane silver. 1t is so
exactly like the frost of snowy latitudes
one Of the things that are the express
sion of the country they come from.
And now we must arrange it so as to
bring Konigsberg-"
"Well," said Harry, eve shall have
plenty of time for all that when we are
aboard. And now you had better
have good nights sleep, for the Rou-
mania sails at eleven tomorrow, and |
bought out the Stephensons. I've left
word with all the others, and Wen
meet on the pier Au reUoir. Come
Sarah"
"Does this mean," cried Sophy, sud
denly turning to Charles as the door
closed upon the others, THAT you have
sent and engaged my passage over my
head, and arranged for me to 90
whether | will or no You treat me
exactly as if | were child. | will
never, never, never forget it.
Il don't want you to forget it, said
Charles, with a fatal Righteousness.
"And you can Jest when you are 90
ing to part from me in twelve hours!
You can make merry about putting that
interminable reach of black water be-
tween u.s. You can laugh, with me
on the brink of that black gulf of death
that q January sea is! o, what relief
YOU must feel my going! Perhaps you
don want me to come back. d"
anu lllCl NIL CchI0uCD, Win MS
grave and tendcrly reproachful face
above her, had elapsed her in his arms,
and she was pouring her tears into his
breast. And she awoke, the night long,
every half hour, to clasp him, and kiss
him, and cry over him, and then to
turn away and cry over herself as a
wretched wife whose husband wanted
her out of the way. and was sending
her Il costly journey. with a probably
unlimited letter of credit, ready to pay
any prize for six months freedom.
1t was gray, wet day when she rose
rain and snow and sfush.
1.-The idea" she said, 'of crossing
the sea in January! Who ever heard
of such a thing?"
ut isn't the pleasantest month in the
year" said her husband.
"Then why, in mercy's name, did
you choose it for mep" she exclaimed.
81 choose it?--I?n
"Really, the next thing you'll be say
ing you never said you wanted six
months rest from my caprices. -
81 never did. -
"What did you say, then?''