Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1885-11-12

en- think or 1t When things go wrong,
as they must occasionally, and wish
you with me to 60 hunting sunshine. :"
eyes, I remember. You were a
great comfort to me, May, and [ am
afraid have never quite forgiven the
man who coaxed my brothers only
child away from the lonely old maid y
"And the best friend hayward
girl ever had" [ replied.
But somehow, after Aunt Fanny's
visit my thoughts and feelings were
not the same. Had I been unwise,
as she said, liz giving up everything to
my husband and had he been too ready
to accept it! was fearful it was even
so. He should have made me under
stand that had reserved rights, and
not taken my property under control
unadvisedly, especially to invest in a
business subject to all the fuctua
tons OF the market. And now he
never spoke of it only as his own, and
I had helped him to it all and he had
forgotten it.
In my morbid state Of feelings 7
found so many bitter things of which
to complain to myself.
We had been married four years,
and during that time many improve
ments had been made in the house
and around it, mourning an expense
of some thousands of dollars. My
slightest wish in regard to conven-
fence or modern change was satisfied
almost as soon as expressed. And it
was, as [ said to my aunt "a beautiful
home"
But what if it was? It was with my
money, it had been embellished and
made more valuable, and he could
easily afford to be lavish of expendi~
ture.
''My money used to beautify his
home" said bitterly, glancing at my
handsome surroundings.
When my and thine are having a
battle, love and tenderness flee from
the contest. And at times was fright
ened, at the hard bitter thoughts [ was
hiding from my husband, or fancied I
was hiding from him.
"What is it May?" he once said,
with look of tenderness. care you
quite well?"
''Never better" I replied lightly,
too thoroughly ashamed of the imp [
was harboring to give it name.
1t was just a month since Aunt
Fanny left us-a wretched month to
me = when one evening my husband
came in and gave me folded paper.
''Look, dear, and see if it is all right, :"
he said.
It was a certificate of deposit in the
bank for just the amount of the bonds
[ had given him nearly four years
ago.
''If you prefer the bonds, I can OBJ
tain them for you, but the interest is
very low now; and that reminds me,
you will have to trust me awhile for
your accumulated interest. This is
all I have saved from my business, but
you are to have the interest, every
penny"
"But whatever am to do with it I
asked
"Why keep checkbook and spend
your own money" he returned laugh
ing heartily.
''And now is the embargo removed !;
and may I tell you how grateful am
for the use Of the money, and how
much more for the loving confidence
displayed in rendering it?"
I could not reply for the little good
left in me was groaping, dismally, in
the valley of humiliation.
Il will consider silence consent
then. Have you never suspected how
I secured your patrimony to you IN
case anything happened to me before
[ could repay you9n
But [ would not have any security,
you know that" said eagerly, snatch
ing at the last ray of self-respect.
But you did ali the same. This
house with its two lots was decided to
you and the deed recorded the same
day received your bonds, So you
see l have not onl y been using your
money, but living in your house
Ella and for the past four years"
ooh! why did you?" I asked.
'Why did [ live in your house?
Because I had nowhere else to live,
and besides, I rather liked it."
"You know what I mean. Why did
you deed the place to met"
Because it was right to do so. |
was acting as your gardian, and had
no right to use your property, without
giving security. Do you see?"
eyes, and now am to deed it back
to you3'
mo, l like it just as it is"
81 must write to aunt Fanny to-
night" I said. more to myself than to
him.
He INDUCED ia low whistle. I had
unwittingly betrayed myself, and
compromised with full confession,
even to the grevious report that he
had only married me for my little for
tuns.
did you believe that?' he asked,
gravely.
Il tried hard not to believe it, but
just now [ seem to myself such a per-
feet type of total deprayity that ]
wonder you took me under any Cir
cumsJances."
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