The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1885-09-17
so TERRIBLY JEALOUS.

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ruby lips till the last drop of blood
seemed to have forsaken them; she
stamped her little foot, and her big
brown eyes snapped fire as she ex.
claimed in tones savagely kissing:
"Oh, the monster!" that was where
the foot came down. "And right in the
face and eyes of society. Kate Bixby
and Belle Bounderly both saw him
gallivanting down themain street with
her. Oh, oh, OH"
At this point her voice seemed to fail
her; but presently she continued:
"Oh, Mr.. Henry Gilman, ifyoudon't
get piece of my mind when next you
insult me by your presence, then
shall miss my guess. Oh, you black,
hearted, abominable, hypocritical,
faithless, wicked, wicked man!'
1t was terrible blow for poor Jose
phine. She was a pretty girl and a
good girl, only Is years OF age; bright,
winsome and mostly laughter-loving.
But she didn't care to laugh just now.
She was the light and the joy OF her
home-an only child-the pet and the
playfellow of both father and moth
er.
Two years previous to this time
Henry Gilman, Esq, a young lawyer
Just admitted to the bar, had selected
our thriving, growing town as the field
of his legal labors.
He had been only one-and-twenty
when he first came among us, but he
was man of powerful intellect, keen,
bright and quick to see and under
stand; a ready and fluent speaker; elo-
uuent when warm i'll debate; scrupu-
lousy truthful and honest; and, with
al, handsome,
Such man could not fail, and he
did not.
Within twelvemonth after he had
gained lucrative practice, and by the
end OF the second year, at the age OF
%, he was unable to attend to all who
called upon him for professional SER
vice.
And Henry Gilman had fallen in
love with Josephine Archer, and she
had fallen in love with him; some of
her most intimate friends said she had
fallen desperately inlove; and We think
they were right.
When the young lawyer spoke with
her parents on the subject of his love
they were rejoiced. They knewnot an
other man in all the world whom they
would have chosen in preference to
him for their daughters husband.
They knew how light-hearted and inn
pulsive and effervescent she was, and
they believed that he possessed the
qualities. both of head and heart. nee
essary to her happiness.
Gilman had told Mr.. Archer frankly
that he possessed nothing of worldly
goods upon which to depend for liv-
ing. His father had died when he was
Is, leaving enough of property for the
support of his mother, with enough to
finish his education.
On the day that l passed my exam
nation and was admitted to the bar
ceased to draw from the scanty store
my father left. and l promised my
mother that while she lived l would
not draw another penny; and only
pray that she may live to enjoy the
very last farthing of it."
So the lover had been accepted by
all concerned, and all had been very
happy in view of the compact.
But a cloud had arisen, as we have
seen, and storm was threatened.
More than once had Josephine prom
Used her lover that she would never,
never allow the spirit Of jealousy to
possess her.
Hehad quickly seen how ardent and
impulsive she was, and he had told
her:
"My darling, if you should ever har-
Dor the green-eyed monster in your
bosom, you would be very unhappy.
It would poison your blood and en-
bitter every thought and feeling. So,
my dear, dear girl, don't you do it"
And she had promised that she
would not.
And yet she had let the monster in.
She was about as jealous as @ woman
could be, and it was on account Of a
blooming young widow-the widow
Kitty Coryden.
The very name was enough to make
one jealous.
"Kitty Coryden!"
Josephine pronounced the name a
hundred times, and if it's fair owner
could have heard her she would surely
have been frightened.
The vindictive, kissing, savage tones
were significant OF direct vengeance.
\
Josephine what is the matter with
your"
It was the first time Henry had
called upon her since she had been in
formed of his treachery.
"What in the world is it, darling?"
he urged, attempting to put an arm
around her. But she pushed him In
dignantly away.
And you ask me what 1t is9"
He stood back, and looked upon her
in utter bewilderment. For the life of
him he could not understand it; and
he told her SO.
"You can understand it," she spite
fully exclaimed.
"Indeed cannot"
seThen," she said, drawing a long,
deep breath and bestowing upon him
look which she thought would ami
hilate him, 'you had better go-and
--ask--your- pretty-widow-your -
sweet Kitty Coryden"
A bomb bursting at his feet
could not have startled him more
deeply; but it was only for the mo-
ment.
He was O man whose conscious I'm
tegrity-whose ever present sense OF
truth and honor-rendered him imper-
yious to fear from such attack.
Presently the look of CONSERVATION
gave way TO plying smile, and he
gently said
Poor child, who has been whisper
ing that nonsense into your carr
HOh! its nonsense, is it? Perhaps
there isn't any Kitty Corydep?v
But there j.; and she has called up
on me at my Office"
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