The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1888-11-24
WHYfHATE.A BLAZER.

WHYfHATEA BLAZER.
A man spends a year of his life get
ting ready for a wife, and utter the
counting. snd ceremony are over he
finds that even those first lev days
are not Afs dream OF bliss that he
anticipated. His blushfng bride
brushes her teeth and looks absurd
with her mouth full of foam, and has
no Iiesitancy in letting him see that
q few Of her curliest locks grew on
somebody else's head. He resigns
himself to the enevitaBle, and after
no gives;up expecting unalloyed bliss
he settles down rather happily after
oil. ~ -. 49,. =
I had arrived atsthat state. / had
been head over ears In love with Ju-
liza, and had worked like beaver Ito
make a home for her that would not
let her be to. homesick for the luxu-
ries of the paternal. mansion. She
was not my first love by any means.
! had always a sweetheart or two
since l could remember, and had
been engaged once or twice, but /
never had been an abject slave of the
blind god until / met Julia.
Yet now, as / Sat out in my vine
shaded veranda and blew my cigar
smoke toward it's pale green painted
ceiling, 1 was gladthat Julia and the
children were enjoying themselves at
Seabright, and that l could have q
taste of bachelor quiet and freedom
for a couple of months longer. 1
didn't care to go anywhere, but
when / saw my old friend, DR.. Marsh,
coming up the walk was very glad
to see him, and drew up another
comfortable chair and rang the bell
for john to bring out u box OF cigars
and to put some bottled beer on the
ice. George Marsh and / had been
boysstogether.
He sat down rather heavily. The
dignity that he had assumed very
early on account of his profession
seemed to have got into his Joints
and burdened his limbs. Still there
were only faint touches of it here and
there in his conversation usually, but
tonight heseemed almost lugubrious,
and if it. had been anybody else but
George Marsh / should have said
that he was embarrassed. Presently
he said he had piece of news fer me.
My aunt, Mrs. Sailor, was back at
the Beeches.
It seemed a little odd that I should
first hear of a relatives sreturn from
her physician, but considering all
things 1t was not.
Your cousin, Miss Nelly, is with
her." George went on, looking intent
ly at his cigar, which he held in his
fingers
"And is she as pretty as ever?" l
asked idly. II must go over and see
them." =
"You were engaged to Miss Nelly
at one time, were you not, Dick?"
George said:
"Yes, / believed was, "Isaid, laugh
ing. "But that was ten years ago.
Little Nell was only 16 years then.
1t was long before she began to read
HerBa tsSpencer and Schopenhauer
md to write magazine articles. As
soon as her mind begun to bud she
dropped me"
"She has been terribly ILL.," Marsh
saidj and to tell you the truth, Dick;
that is why Icame to see you this
evening. She has been studying too
hard, and it resulted in q SO rt O
brain fever, which has temporarily
destroyed her momory of the time
since she began studying. She has
thrown off the over load, and in mind
the Is the little Nelly of 10 years
Ago."
/ sat staring at him in Mortified
Nell Sailor, the pride
Of the family, insanel
at is of course only q. temporary
hing" DIR. Marsh said, hastily, land
Nobody must know of it, but she re-
Iuires the most delicate treatment.
That is why Mr.. Salter has brought
Ter down to her country home. Miss
Nelly imagines they have never left
t, and the physicians want gradual
y to lead her mind onwL I'd just as nat
ire did ihsthe first place. Of course
here viii come point where she will
thea fact that she has
been over the path before, and then
Ter memory will return and she will
THAT is a very clever idea," I
aid.
"We think it the, natural treat
nent. And / came.this evening to |
lsk you to help us. ] knew your wife |
would be away Tor some time yet,
md except for your daily visit to the |
actory you hadconsiderable time on
7our hands," 1
"Yes, indeed" I said; eagerly, you
nay rely upon me to do anything in
ny power"
DR.. Marsh pulled at his cigar for q
ew minutes and then he said again:
You were engaged to her about
hen"
felt startled.
"She thinks you are still. Remem-
,er,, these ten years are q blank.
Ter mother tells me that she is fret
ing and pining because you have
lot been to see her."
"But-"
"Ofcourse, l understand your feel
ng,Y Marsh broke in, "but after ali |
he, is your cousin that you were
'rought up with, and it is only a
thing. and ifyou could;
lumor her for o little while
"Humor herl Do you think she
he would see the Dick Edgar of ten
ears ago in me?" / asked almost
.ngFiiy.
Marsh looked at me critically.
"Well, / don't know" he said. tTt |
] your beard that changes you and
he NAV Won hr,,eh .vOur hair and |