St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-12-07

DudieyS own creation, c0Zlly neStl NJ in
one of -viles most beautiful suburbs
The place was the consnmat.on of an ideal
picture cOnjured over many pOStprandal
Cigar in his old bachelor establishment i'll
G. street. There were to be velvety lawns.
trees and Shrubbery, lattice windows. hooks
and corners. He was of artistic mold was
w. Dudley, and the dado editor of the
willie Call mad been taken into confidence
in regard to the interior decorations. and
Dr. Entree, who was gOrmette. had been
consulted with refence TO The vine cellar.
I And now they We're going to
settle down to hum-drum life
in this dove cot. W. Dudley had not en-
jOyed the wedding trip. His wife had.
She had grown enthusiastic over the Casino
when they were in New York. Boston
was perfectly lovely, and Old Orchard
Beach was revelation. She had never
seen the ocean before In his younger days
W. Dudley had met and carried on des-
perate filtration with young widow at
Old Orchard. Now he did not care to 90
in bathing. When his beautiful young
WIFE, arraYed in one of those fascinating
modern bath ng costumes, glded into the
embrace of the swelling billOw. accOmpa-
MED by an athletic college undergraduate.
an Eastern relative of hers. he felt pang
of jealousy and wished that his extremi-
ties were more bulkey and the
region of his diaphram less so.
They went to Washington. She insisted
ON climbing to the dome of the capitol.
When he was there the last time he was
only 80, and he wondered why he could not
now gaze upon the beautiful Potomac with
historic Arlington on the Virginia hillside,
,.,;fI l, In, H.
as perfect, the scene as fair, and he was on
his wedding tour. Her eyes We're beaming
with delight; he was blowing like por-
poise. Then she wanted to see the navy
ward and the arsenal. They visited the
Smlthonan and the different departments
She was always on the go. and he sacrificed
his comfort for her pleasure. But now it
was all over, and they were going to have
solid comfort
They had returned the evening before.
1t was beautiful morning in early autumn.
He did not wish to disturb the slumbers of
his wife, so he quietly dressed, partOOk of
a cup of coffee and an Omelette and was
new quietly smoking in vine-covered
summer house and laying plans for his
future comfort. There was to he no nom
sense: Breakfast at 10. luncheon at and
dinner at 6. In the evening an occasional
card party. and so everything would be
comfortable and coy and he had at last
realized his dream of human happiness. 1t
was 10 O'clock. Evelyn had completed her
morning toilet, and for the first time in
fortnight she took occasion to think, some
thing she considered very stupid and did
not often indulge in. Was she happy? She
had had good time. Her husband had
been very considerable. he had fulfilled her
every wish. But where is he now she
wondered. She walked out in the sunlight
and there through the open door of the
summer house she saw her husbands pro
file. He had his hands thrust IN his trouser
pockets in meditatlve sort of way and a
thin thread of smoke curled lazily upwards.
He was evidently thinking. too. She had
not noticed it before. but she thought he
looked faded He saw her and glad smile
played over his features.
''Ah, my darling, this is beautiful
morning and you look as fresh as rose.
Come let me show you the beauties of Sun
nyside." Evelyn smiled as she took his
arm. 1T is SO cosy and dare say we are
TO be very happy here, but 1t is so lonely.
Dudley. do you not think we could have
few friends with us?" A shadow passed
over his countenance She cannot settle
asking too much perhaps, she is so young.
We must get to it gradually. And so her
two younger sisters came TO stay a month
and in their wakes a half dozen
or more admring SWANS. and
then there were drives and horseback rides
in the morning, dinners and dancing par
ties in the evening. and every one was gay
and happy at SunnySide, none more so than
its young mistress.
W. Dudley did not enjoy it. He was too
portly to ride and did not look we'll
mounted. The dancing had changed ma
terially since he had abandoned that pas
time some ten years ago. He felt de trOp
i'm this merry crowd, but it would be better
after awhile, so he put up with it all as
gracefully as the nature of the circumstan-
ces would permit. Then came the holiday
festivities followed by as gay season as
willie had ever witnessed w.
Dudley was amiably at hand on
all occasions, and began to be
a noticeable figure at balls and operas.
dutfuly holding his wife's wraps while
she chatted gaily with her young admirers.
He began to tire of it. In TACT he felt silly
and uncomfortable. Yet in his selfish sort
of way he loved his beautiful. butterfly
wife, and he was too good natured and had
not the heart to demonstrate with her. She
tyraniZed over him in such charming
way that he submitted good naturally.
although she led him along at rapid pace
and he retired every night completely
tagged out Then there was respite for
a season. and w. Dudley was happy; the
milleuneum had now arrived, and to
crown his happiness he had the
proud pleasure of announcing to
A., ,ri, nf boir
But this short glimpse Of domestic peace
and tranquility was soon to be rudely
broken. The doctor prescribed salt sea air
and much outdoor exercise for the young
mother. A seaside cottage was rented and
thence they hied themselves accompanied
by maid and nurse. The bracing sea air
soon restored Evelyn to her former self.
She was more mature, more full Of life,
more gay than ever. 1t became too eX-
hausting for w. Dudley to follow his young
wife in her energetic pursuit of pleasure.
He began to stay at home when she went
to take her morning bath. She had de
termiDed to learn to swim. Harry
Lotus, of Boston, kindly volunteered
to teach her. He found the occupation so
congenial and she found him such an amia-
bic instructor, that since she must have
much outdoor exercise none could be a
mora charming companion than he upon
her horseback excursions into the country.
Then there were the hops at the hotel every
evening. W. Dudley soon tired of playing
whist all evening with old Willet and the
two dowagers. and so he stayed at home
with the baby and Harry Lotus led the
cotillion with his wife.
At length they returned home. The
young Boston chap accompanied them to