Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1885-05-30

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d the Grange
Il was exeussilely furnished With
velvet and satin, and white and gold.
end there were more articles 81 luxury
scattered around thnn Nrs. Lathr0p
ever knew the names of and Mrs.
Ellsworth sat there II their midst, pale
and Ianguid looking, with her ring
encrusked fingers tuined Il one another,
and her embroidered wrapper falling in
graceful folds around her, seeming
about Is miserable Is woman vel could
b.
She kissed AIrs. I.athrOp, and greeted
her cordially.
'sDear me r she sighed, chow rosy
you are What would ! give Tor such
red cheeks ~
I'm sure you used to Be fresh
enough, /" said puzzled Emmeline.
81 never have had any health since I
went to live IN town. said Mrs. Ellis.
worth signing, and her pale face and
sunken eyes fully corroborated her
words. "EIIisworth says it's all whims,
and has no patience with me.
No patience with her When could
Hrs. Lathrop remember the time when
honest, beaming, hard-handed George
had ever failed TO shave patience with
her."
HE must be very GROSS, she said In
voluntarily.
'sMy dear, said Mrs. Ellsworth, low !.
ering her voice to whisper, lyon have
not the least idea OF IL It's scold.
scold, fret, fret. the whole time. Nothing
ever pIeases or satisfies him. he mar
ried me Tor my good looks, he says, and
since I've lost my red cheeks and bright
eyes. he doesn't seem to care for me any
more.
She wiped away with o Valenciennes
bordered pocket handkerchief the tears
that were trucking slowly down her
face.
'sTt's very hard |" said Mrs. Lathrop,
marveIling within herself at this unex-
peCted view Of tbe reverse Of the shield.
Eyes, it is r. groaned the poor
neglected wife. 81 sometimes am all
most tempted to wish that / were dead
only then he would marry Isabel
Sloane. She ii in the house now. the
bold-faced creature. He made me ask
her down here, or he said he never
would come near the Grange. am too
dull company for him, and she talks,
and laughs, and sings Italian music, and
contrives to amuse him."
s'But your children r
81 have none.
Mrs. Lathrop looked up with proud
maternal smile.
ST have three-the prettiest little
rogues you ever saw.
Mrs. ElIisworth's eyes were filed with
an envious wistful look.
''How happy you must bel MY
baby died when he was only a month
old. Oh, I wish--T wish I had died.
too Nobody would have missed me. =
Don't talk so, please, " urged Mrs.
Lathrop, sorely distressed.
ssBut it's true, " said the forIorn lady
Of the Grange. ssOh, Emmeline, the
girls used TO envy me when married
Paul Ellsworth and went to live in Lon
don, and was eIated enough. But I
would change back cheerfully with the
poorest Of them all. Tell me, EN-
incline, does your husband love you ?"
Glove me r. echoed Mrs. I.athrop,
proud and indignant in the same second.
'sHe loves me better than he does him
sell"
''Then you are richer far than !, !"
sighed poor Mrs. Ellsworth. ssAre you
going now2 It is so pleasant to me to
have some one to talk to who does not
sheer at me.
81 win come again, /" said Emmeline,
kindly laying her hand in the slender
palm extended to her, whose touch
seemed to burn with inward fever. "But
/ must go back to get my husbands
dinner and see after my little ones"
How infinitely these home-treasures
had risen in her estimation since she
passed the great iron gates Of Ellsworth
Grange
Mrs. Ellsworth took out her purse
and paid for the berries.
sOh. if could only 60 out and pick
berries Is I used 10 do In the old days I"
Mrs Lathrop went home tripping IS
lightly along Is if her coarse leather
shoes had been the wings Of Mercury.
81 wouldn't change places with Mary
Ellsworth" she thought; 'sno, not 20
walk on door Of gold and have kings
palace over my head. "
George Lathrop. IN his picturesque
movers costume, was sitting on the
doorstep. with Josie on his lap, and Tom