Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-02-10

unpleasant stories in the community on he1 score. And Jane was lovelier than ever to day, with this peculiar brilliancy in her eye and the bright red spot on either dark cheek She didn't know how to furnish her parloi very well. but he had never yet been sorry he married her. She seemed to understand so we'll how to manage him, never too fond always little on her guard, like Q judiciou artist. who will not let even the most arden. admirer come too near his canvas. "It is about Bertha," he continued, no seeming to notice her start. 'She has lei that fellow. haven't troubled you before but she has been alone up in Vineboro for |; good many months. think best she shoul> come home now. It will be in better taste"-
 Mir Ellingsworth rose to his feet at a rum bling noiso and stepped to the window. Whel he came back the color had faded from Jane. cheeks and her small mouth closed very tight Her hands were trembling violently, but shs had hid them in the folds of her dress, so he. husband could not see her intense excitement Her heart was beating loudly; her old mad ness seemed coming upon her again, but th. mans cold, smiling face subdued her.
 ''When is she coming?"
 II didn't know but that was the carriage well, suppose she may be here," he glance at his gold faced watch, ''perhaps in an hou, or two"
 The girls lips quivercd; she almost brolz into passion of angry words; the hate thG seethed ill her heart for that woman was a. most bubbling forth it's bitterness. But |. cool assurance on her husbands face, as h keen, pitiless eyes seemed to search out the secrets of her soul, cowed the woman, She rose and moved, as one in dream, to ward tho dcor.
 1T must get things ready then" And this was what her gentle voiced husbar- called asking a favor of her. She did i,t love him, but she feared him, now, as shc rc lnenlbercd her secrc.. She would obey |, nod as if she were his dog, she would stu the signs on his placid face. He had nev anything but smiles and kind speeches i, her, but she would have sunk into tho vo. earth at his feet rather than that he shou open his mysterious armory of instrumen of deadly torture for the soul.
 "Well we'll, I thought she would nal moro fuss"
 The afternoon sun was we'll down on | last stretch when Philip Breton came bat from his factory, and up tho stree5 iowa Fir. E'lingsworth's house. There was so.. ono with him, a man so tall and slight th tho weight of his head, which was qu. large, seemed to bow him. It was an 0. gentleman, to judge from the wrinkles C his face, but he had hardly enough hair show whether it was gray or only 1axen.
 "You have done splendidly, my boy!' was an old acquaintance of Philips, who he had used to talk philosophy with at co legc, one of those benevolent minded SC. tlclnel who arc so optimistic that they hav to so to boys for sympathy. "Splcnddly, he repeated, 'sonly why stop just where yo zxos If every mill owner would do il l. mill what you have done, it would De gran thing for this world. But they won't No, you have started beautifully, but there i too much business to your plan"
 Philip smiled argumentatively. It we il1e his boyhood returned to hear the ol mans mellow tones.
 "But, Mir. Philbrick, an honest busine: Inau can do more good than a dozen inlpra( ,icablo philanthropists lke you"
 "But think of the things that businc> principles never can regard. Your he work ten weary hours a day, all thcr pct lives; business demands that, doesn't i. Well, Isay that is where benevolence mus come in It is terrible to be shut up as the are; it kills body, mind and soul. Bushes principles never can save the1n," said tho ol, gentleman, turning his kindly eyes on th young mill owner; philanthropy, I don
 
 love ought to lift the burden that crushes th life and nope out of them, contrary to bus ness principles, higher than business pril. ciples."
 As Mr. Thilbrick finished, c close carria~ rolled by them and stopped O little beyond where gentleman and lady stood to welconl tho visitor.
 'Your reforms," answered Philip, after moments thought, ''should be founded O. business principles Then tho force of th business instinct will carry them out. Oti, crwise''- ho lifted his hat to Mrs EllinG5 worth, but she did not seem to notice hir. her eyes were fixed on her husband, who we in the act of handing lady out of the car riage. The lady wore 0 travelling suit of blue shade. Her face was hid as she steppe, down, showing white feather iii the bac, of her hat, and few strands of golden hai below Then she raised her face as the car riage rolled away, and wild, sweet thrill c pain shot through Philips heart, while ever. nervo in his body tingled like finely tunc' stringed instruments, trembling in sylnpath.. with a resoundil.g chord. His feet refuses to take him away, while his hungry eyes dc voured Bertha's beauty, for it was no othe than she come back--his lost darling foun again. His heart warmed, as .c looked, int divine glow; how cold it had been, and S long. A great burden of weariness seeme lifted from him. 1t was as if, after q drear old age, tho sweet peace of childhood w. born ill him again.
 For the moment he forgot everything tha had come between them, as i'll the bright perfumed morning child forgets the drear night just past. But the long night ha changed her; the exquisite roundness of he face and form had gone; even her grand blu eyes seemed faded like her cheeks, ouce S rich in their sunset glow. And he onl yearned over her the more enderlJT-tho nsn element of pity seemed only wanting befor to glorify his love into Q religion. He lonSe torush to her, putting away her father, wb had no caresses for her, and his wife, wh was darting flashes of hate at the unwelcom guest. He would enfold her in his arms She would be glad for them ct last; sue, lovo as his made the closest kin in the world He took step toward her, but no one say him.
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