The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1884-02-14

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pictare or the misery of the recollec-
ton of the accusation, came a sob, and
then another, and Mrs. Severance pushed
back her chair and made for the door,
upsetting the lovely India screen in her
blind progress. And of course her hus-
band pushed back his chair and sprang
after her, while Harry and Sarah looked
at each other and laughed. .'Poor little
thing" said Sarah, .'she's 80 nervous!
She has prod and con'd over the trip
so much that she's all in confusion.
She wants to go, and she wants to stay,
and she want him to want her to go,
and she wants him to want her to stay"
And while Sarah was involving herself
in the problem Harry finished his soup,
and Mr.. Severance came back in
triumph, leading his wife, blushing and
smiling, with her eyes full of tears, and
who took her seat, saying: 'sYou both
know l am such a simpleton that it
doesn't signify; so 1 won't apologize.
Only I'm sure 1 never shall feel quite
certain now that Charlie doesn'tgrudge
me the pleasure, because when a sus-
picion has once crept in, it will keep
putting its head up; and if 1 believed
he did. l would certainly go, for never
thought of his wanting me to stay at
home for anything but because he
couldn't bear to part with me, andI see
he a bear to part with me perfectly
WELL"
Il really think" her husband said,
gayly, ''that you must have been sit
ting up nights with this notion of yours,
it has SO unnerved you. Of course I
want you to take the trip over if you
would like it."
"If l would like it, Charles! AS if
there was anybody who wouldn't like
to go to Europe! Especially with the
holidays over, and Lent coming on and
the Carnival in Rome"
"Well, then. I'm sure I don't see
why you don't go. For my part. ! had
rather you would go than not" Rash
speech-for the tongue is a fire.
That's just it," That's just what I
sayr" she cried, turning on him with
her cheeks burning like two great
roses, "You don't see why I don't go,
and of course you want me to go if 1
lwould like to, and you'd rather I'd go
than not! A pretty way to talk to a
wife! Those are your own words.
You needn't contradict them. You can
bear to part with me perfectly well, you
see. You have other ways. no doubt,
to pass your time than in my society.
You had rather I'd go than not! o, /
never thought never thought-and
before two years." And it was
neither tears nor smiles nor bushes
now, but Mrs. Severance was taken out
of the room in a kicking hysteric.
s.Great heavens, Sarah!" said Harry.
..Do they go on this way every day at
dinner?" The butler began to grin.
Poor Charlie Sevrance!!" said Harry,
helping himself to the lobster pate,
brown to be kept waiting, "Job's wife
was nothing to her! What have 1 done
to escape his lot? But she does give a
nice dinner. Let me look at you, you
commanding woman" he began-again,
after q little. 'tTo think that you new
er had a hysteric in your life! Have
you failed in your destiny? or have I
achieved a greater fate than belongs to
husbands in general?"
And here a feeble wall plped through
the crack of the folding-doors into the
room beyond. 30, how can you be
laughing in that way whep l am SO
wretched?"
81 wish Europe was in the bottom of
the sea!' cried Mr.. Severance, opening
the crack and coming back to finish his
repast. when you are through,
Sarah, if you will try to talk a little
sense into Sophy-I can't"
80! oh! oh !" cried Mrs. Severance,
at the door herself, her pretty bright
locks all drenched in Cologne water,
and curling in rings round her face
that was now as white as it had been
rosy. ''The idea of your talking that
way about me behind my back!
know 1 haven't a great deal of sense,
and l suppose that's the reason you
want to be rid of me. o! I'm going
I'm certainly going now. You will
have your vacation and go to your
club every night, and be just as gay as
the gayest bachelor about town; only
if the Servia, or the Cephalonia, or the
Babylonia, or whatever it is, goes down
I want you to remember that you drove
me to my DEATH"
"Sophiar' cried her husband, in &
voice full of the potentialities of being
able to endure. no more. "Come tt
your place and finish your dinner, ant
don't let us have another word of this
And to ~everybody's amazement ant
amusement she obeyed him, and mad,
a very good dinner after all, saying
little, but listening eagerly to Sarah!
account of the dresses that Helena ant
Madeleine were going to take.
81 knew MASTERED fetch her if he't
just put his foot down." said the butler
in his pantry. Europe, indeed! l
she was my wife, I'd pack her off, ant
pay to scuttle the ship"
"What's the use of talking SO, Mr.
: Welsh?' asked the heightened maiC
who busted herself beside him there
"You knowyou're just as bad a. maste
is about her, and every bit as indulgent
I'm sure it's myself would lever hav,
taken service with her but for the hear
, ing her well recommended"
"Well, when she hasn't her tantrum
on l admit that she is an engagin.
creature" said the butler, with dignity
.And sure she might have Marie,
D with a foreign Prince" urged Maria
eff she hadn't been gone on the on
: she did marry, for it's Victorine hersel
that says it. Did We aver lay eyes, now
on a sweeter sight than she was, MI
Welsh, in her yellow grapes and yelloN
roses and yellow Jewels the other night
a And tantrums or whatever, it's yourseI
t heard the archbishop say she had tn
manners of a Princess"
''But for all that" said MI. Welsh
V giving the last touch to his salad disf
I'm glad she's found her MASTER"
Hem /! Perhaps she has. But II
e not going to be interfering betwee
man and wife," said the maid wit
great consideration. "And when 70
find me a lady that does more for ther
that's under her, and sees more to he
o peoples comfort, and helps young cir.
to a living, and"
"You just wipe you- silver, Maris
You talk too much with your mouth,
said the butler, closing the door bs
hind him.
"But You don't mean to say, Saraf
that Helena and Madeleine are going t