Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-08-23

should be such n silly little goose!'
"Do you know. mamma-in-law.
am prepared to fail in love with youp
| hope you like me. for assure you
like YOU immensely said Leonard.
draw lg up his chair.
"Ycs, ycs-you suit me very we'll"
laughed Mrs. Orme. 1--WE shall get
on very smoothly together But tell
me what tho trouble is between you
and Bessie"
"My dear mamma, that's just what
| want you to tell me. | can't account
for her acting in this incomprehcnsible
way"
"You don't mean to say you don't
know what the cause isp" cried Mrs.
Ormc.
"Not any more than that proverbial
fellow in the moon, and that's the
truth"
''Why, she's jealous. of course"
'JealousP That's good! haven /
looked at a woman. that | know, since
we've been marrcdH'
81 really believe you. am not oft
en- mistaken in my reading of men.
cNeverthelcss. there won't be the same
tale to tell year from now IL Bess
adopts this style Of treatment" Mrs.
Ormc added within hcrself) Howcv-
er, that does not alter the fact. Bess
is jealous. All the symptoms are there.
1t is rs plain as the nose upon her
pretty silly little face. Now. it's
for yon to find out of whom she is jeal-
ous.'
al shouldn't find out If thought q
month. It's n prcpos.erous whm. II
you draw her out she may tell you, but
rs for me-
"Wcll, I'll do my best and report.
But the gaining her confidence may
not be so easy. Bess is rather inclined
to disapprove of her mamma. She
thinks me frivolous.
''By Jovc! wish Bcss were frivo-
lous in the same way" exclaimed Leon
ard with enthusiasm.
As Mrs. Orme had foreseen, the op-
GRAFTON of inducing Mrs. Bessie to open
her woes to friendly ear did not
prove an easy one. Bessie sulked and
then Leonard sulkcd. and after maxim q
repeated efforts in every key of marital
persuasion and coercion to get at tho
core of the grievance from whose eff
fects he suffered, the latter took to 60
ing out evenings and adopting an air
of general indifference which did not
tend to make the thorny path smooth
cr
"All get out of her when ask her
what the deuce is the matter, is You
know and I'll be hanged if l do! 1t
is the beastliest borc!'
''Well. If you use that sort of Ian
guagc," Mrs. Ormc would interrupt,
81 don't wonder you cant get her to
rclenL I'm sure I'd give you wide
berth, too
Nevertheless, Mrs. Orme was trou b.
led in her mind.
Look here. Bessie" she said with
decision one morning, "this thing must
stop. Your whole happiness. foolish
girl that you are, is being ruined, if
you can only see it. Don't you under
stand men, and Leonard in particular,
better than that? It's pity | hadn't
the bringing up of you instead of your
grandmother. should have taught
you one or two things you are griev-
ously ignorant of. Keep on this way,
and your husband, in one years time,
will be completely alienatcd. Ii you
have anything to say. speak out, silly
child! Don't you see that you are los
ing your beauty, too, grieving and pin
ing away like this? Aud I'm perfectly
convinced it's all for nothing"
And finally Bessie was prevailed up
on to state her trouble. 1t was simply
this:
She knew her husband was unfaith-
ful. She knew he loved some other
woman-soAe woman with gold-lcd
hair-and that he had met her the pre-
ceding summer when she Uhc wife)
was in the country with baby.
And how was she so sure of this pre-
cious story? asked Mrs. Orme peremp-
torly.
She had found long red-gold hair
in the pockets of one of Lconard's sum
| mcr-coats when, n few weeks before.
she had taken his light effects from
their winter winter wrappings.
"And is that the sum total of your
proofs?" inquired Mrs. Orme.
''lt is quite sufficient" said Bessie
coldly.
Mrs. Orme did as she had promised; !;
she reported.
"Arc you sure you remember no ep-
isodcs in which red gold-haired syrcn
fgured?" she asked.
81 don't remember even meeting n
woman who answered that description
| the entire SUMNER" cried the hus-
band. What perfect nonsense! To
make whole appalling tragedy out OF
one hair! Can't Bessie believe me
when say that know no more how
that hair came into my pocket than
than the child docsP It's rs likely as
not off some child's head, anyway.
am always playing with children.
| "No; it's too long. she says. did
not see it; she guards it as jealousy
as though it were Il pearl of great price!
| But I'll beg, borrow, or steal it il |
can, to see whether the sight of it may
| not stimulate your memory
| Mrs. Orme did not have to resort to
any such desperate means rs the last
mentioned to get possession Of Bessie S
treasured object of torture.
Possibly Lconard's wife was begin.
ming to sink under the burden of her
| long maintained rcticent resentment,
and to yearn surreptitiously for any
favorable explanation which the sup
positions delinquent might haply be
prepared to make.
In any case. the hair was forthcom
! ing without much difficulty.
"lts totally notwithstanding
hair to me-" said Leonard, scrutinzing
the shining strand upon its background
of tissuc-paper, where Bessie had, with
| hcrosm that shrunk before nothing
carefully placed 1t, as though it were
lar! ! cant think OF woman know
who has hair of that color It is more
like yours he said with an irrepressi
| ble lnuph turning tn Mrs Orme .thaI