The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1885-12-04
MONEY OR LOVE.
How May Haven Married for One
and Gained the Other.

Coioteu poudolf, hung with Silken,
huted draperies and carpeted in pale
gray Ambusson bordered with scarlet
The windows were full of Towering
plants, an exquisite statue of Hebe oc
cupied marble pedestal in the middle
OF the room, and the panels of the
walls, filled in with mirrors, reflected
the young BRIDES every motion score
of times.
Flora Field, her old school-mate, sal
opposite her, secretly envious of all
This splendor and wondering that May
Haven, who had taught in the same
district school as herself, was not more
elated at this sudden promotion.
Well, then" said she, "why did
you marry himP"
. Because | was poor and he was
rich. Because l was tired of teaching
and he offered me all thisr'
And May glanced around upon the
luXurles that surrounded her.
" Nobody could be foolish enough to
suppose it was love-match," said
she He's ever so much older than
am, and not at all my ideal! But ]
couldn't drudge on forever at my pro-
tession, and think I've made a lucky
exchange"
" May, you are heartless coquette, y
cried out Flora Field.
No, l am not" said May, with a
shake of the lovely golden curls. ..You
would do just the same thing yourself,
Flora Field, if you had chance; YOU
know you would"
And as May laughed out a sweet. de.
alant chime, she did not know that hel
silly words had had another auditor
than Flora Field-that the door leadino
INTO the rich bankers study was aiar,
and that he had heard every syllable
she spoke.
1t was quite true that Frederick Har.
r1ott was not young man. He had
passed the rubicon of middle age be.
fore he had allowed himself to fall in
love and maryland the flame burned
all the deeper and more tender in that
the wood was mellowed by age! He
had looked upon May Haven as little
less than an angel and now
should have known this before, -
ne said to himself, with ashen-pale face
and trembling limbs. II should have
OWNED that spring and autumn were
unsuited: So-she married me for my
money!"
May" he said that evening. 81
have tickets for the opera tonight.
Would you like to goP"
No, don't think care about it. -
said May, listlessly.
"Then we will rem ain at home. and
will read you that new poem.n sup-
gested her husband.
" am tired of poetry" pettishly re-
ttorted May. 81 do wish you would
leave me to enjoy myself in my own
way once in while!''
p" Do l bore you, Mayp'' Frederick
Harriott asked, with an inexplicable
CULVER in his voice.
Awfully! I'm just in the midst of
this delightful story and l can't bear to
be interrupted.
Very we'll The offense shall not
be repeated" said Mr.. Harriott, quiet
ly.
After that subtle and sudden
change came over his whole life. He
was as courteous and attentive to his
young wife as ever, but May felt that
ali the heart and soul were gone out
OF the little courtesies, the scrupulously
rendered attentions.
For awhile she rather liked it. 1t
was q relief to feel that his eve was not
always on her, his thoughts following
her She could 60 where she pleased
now and he asked no questions. She
could employ her time to suit herself
ana he had neither criticism nor COM
ment to offer But gradually she be-
gan to realize that she had lost some
thing which was not easily to be re-
placed.
May Harriott had regarded her hus-
bands love as one of the fixed polar
facts OF her existence, and cold chill
crept over her heart when she fully per-
ceived that it was somehow slinpino
away from her.
"Frederick," she said, one evening.
sitting opposite to her husband, ''have
offended youpn
he glanced carelessly up from his
Offended me, MayP Why, what a
ridiculous idea! OF course you haven't
offended me"
IL thought your manner was
somewhat different of late" faltered
the young wife, bending her head
closer over her embroidery.
Zone can't keep on the HONEYMOON
gloss forever" said the banker. indif-
ferently.
Life is full of antitheses, and love is
che strangest completely in life. For,
as May Harrlott grew strengthened in
the idea that her husband was ceasing
to adore her after the old idolatrous
fashion, she began to fall in love with
the one she had married for money.
Frederick Harriott was not Young.
but he was in the prime of middle ace.
He was not boyishly handsome. like
the wax heads May had seen in the
BARRIERS show-windows, but he had the
port and mien of a prince. All women
are prone to hero worship, and our lit
tie May was no exception to the ordi-
nary rule. For the first time in her
life she was falling in love-and with
her own husband.
A few weeks only had elapsed when
crisis in the banking business had
rendered 1t imperatively necessary that
Mr.. Harriott should go to Vienna for
two on three months. Poor May looked
aghast as her husband mentioned his
intentions to her in the same cool.
matter-of-fact way in which he might
have criticised the weather.
Going to Viennat' she gasped.
"Oh, Frederick
my dear child, it is but mere bag
atelle of a journey! One doesn't mind
travel nowadays. I shall not be later
than November in returning"
Butt may go with you?n
'YDu? My dear, don't think of il.
My travel will necessarily be too rapid
to think Of encumbering myself with a
lady companion. must 90 and come
with the greatest speed x
May said nothing more, but there was
blur before her eyes, a sickening SEN