St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-11-11

ceding summer.
''Where is Mfr. Devereaux?" ] asked.
"Oh, he is off in one of the card
rOomS," she answered, carelessly.
During the following evenings found
that Mr.. DevereauX rarely stayed OH the
veranda Watching his wife, as for
merly, but after the late dinner went oil
to play with other gentlemen. When
he was with his wife noticed that she
was even more affectionate than she
used to be, but THAT was very seldom,
Tor she was off with MI. Hermann
nearly all the time.
found that the latter's open atten-
tiOns did not 60 unobServed in the
hotel, for was constantly hearing ac.
counts from the neglected damsels.
Mrs. DevereauX was such t1irt!'
Before she came Mr.. Hermann had
been SO attentiye!''
GLOW blind her husband is"
"How she neglects her little girl
ETC., until it seemed to me that Mrs.
Devereaux and her attendant swain
were the center around which all the
gossip of the house. revolved. Some OF
the cautious ones would let their eye.
lids drcop and eXclaim, 'sHOw peculiar
Southern manners arer' (MrS. Dever-
eaux was from the South.)
Mrs. DeyereauX herself, we being
late for breakfast and consequently
alone at the table, recounted for my
amusement the gossip that was circu-
lated about herself and MI. Hermann,
seeming to derive Infinite delight from
the actions Of the Younger ladies who
were SO evidently jealous of her. She
was very open in her praise OF her adj
mirer. He was $50 generous! so. affec-
tionate! SO unselfiSh! SO fond of chill
dren!" Indeed, if all she said were true
he must have been perfection. |
noticed that no matter how the con-
versation began, she always managed
to bring it round to Mr. Hermann
before she finished.
At the parties Mr.. Hermann and she
rarely danced. They went into the
parlor, and there. while she lay back
indolently on the sofa, he drew up a
low divan and talked i'll soft tones.
] remember one night how lovely she
looked. She came down very late in a
white gauze gown, through which her
neck and arms cleaned like ivory. l
thought that night she had resorted to
art for the color which bloomed on her
cheeks. She came and stood beside
him. He turned, and when he saw her
exclaimed, How lovelyw They spent
the rest of the evening together.
A fascinating society girl from New
York came to spend few days with
me. She prounced Mr.. Hermann the
only passable man in the house, and de-
clared that to annoy Mrs. Devereaux
she would have him all to herself that
evening.
She succeeded in keeping him by her
side constantly, and l saw Mrs. Dey-
ereaux watching them frequently. He
was going to New York in the morning.
His mother came in to bid him goodbye,
and before leaving the room kissed
him.
Mrs. Devereaux, who came up at the
moment, stood in the center of the
room, her hands auntily poked into the
the pockets OF her military looking
jacket, her head little on one side, the
Psyche knot cleaning in. the gaslight.
must confess l caught a glance, not
over sweet, directed against her rival of
the evening, but it was gone in a mo-
ment.
AS his mother left the room, Mrs.
DevereauX, standing still in the same
spot, raised her head a little, looked
longingly at him and said softly, kiss
HE, too?'
Was she daring to go so far? Did she
thus stand to show him how pretty she
could look? Or did she hope by so at
tracing his attention to get him away
from his companion? He rose and
walked toward her, bent over her a
moment--I really thought he would
have done it-then laughing lightly,
II am too tall.'' he said and resumed
his seat.
The next morning I was surprised at
meeting him in the corridor. He explain
ed that he was too ill to 60 to New York,
and had postponed his trip until Satur-
day. That day he and Mrs. Devereaux
sat together on the veranda, he lying OH
a couch, she resting her chin in her
hand and bending over him. Later in
the day l heard him reading Byron
aloud as ] passed them, she listening
and smiling sweetly. Certainly she
was careless as to- what. the gossips
might say.
One day. Oh being joked about Mrs.
Devereaux, Mr.. Hermann, pointing to
small island off the beach, said he
should like to dig a hole there and bury
her in it.
What particularly impressed me was
joked about her admirer before
her husband, and he was evil
IDENTIFY amused. Each new piece
of gossip was retailed to him at the
dinner table with evident enjoyment.
His conduct puzzled me, for much as l
admired her beauty and her thousand
little destinations | thought she went
too far. Certainly she cared little what
was said, for she and her admirer
sought each others company more and
more.
One day the young people started on
yachting trip with Mrs. Devereaux as
chaperon. OF course as soon the latter
was safely out Of hearing she began to
catch it.
''What do married women want going
off with the young people?" exclaimed
one irate dame.
"Oh," cried another. ''if there were no
married lady in the party one of our
young gentlemen would not have
gOne!"
In the evening when the party re-
turned Mrs. DevereauX looked tired and
pale. She had injured her head. The
young ladies were only too willing to
edge of the cockpit. her feet resting on
wooden box, when one of the young
men, who had taken more wine than
was good for him, tried to get the box
from under her feet, and in doing so
pushed her backward, so that her head
struck the side of the boat, and, to
crown all, exclaimed:
"Devie, old girl, I didn't mean to hurt
you!"
The last statement Mrs. Devereaux
denied with flushed cheeks, but all the
young people, even the young men were
unanimous in declaring its truth.
That evening Mr.. Devereaux seemed
gloomy and taciturn. l saw her smooth
ing the lapel of his coat and looking at
him in her arch way, but he did not re-
lax his sternnesS; and for the following
days she went her way, unmindful of
his displeasure.
A morning or two after, coming out
on the veranda. met Mr.. Hermann and
Mrs. Deveraux, who asked me to take a
walk.
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