Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1888-06-14
ALL HEB FAULT.

ALL HEB FAULT.
"Now, my dear Rosa, why will you
be so vexingf There 10 no need OF
your going to Washington, more than
Jericho. A man when he gets mar
ried naturally wants his wife by him,
and here you are indignant because I
object to your wintering at the Capt.
tai. You know | can't go along"
"Of course, l didn't expect you to
consent" sobbed Mrs. Courtenay.
"lf l had thought marriage met an
endless drudgery / should never have
become q married woman"
Her husbands face grew grave and
he paused and looked at her with won
dering eyes. Was this the little wife
he loyedp
''You may go, Rosa" he said,
quietly.
"oh, you darlingp she cried, jump
ing up and throwing her arms around
his neck. 81 knew you would con-
sent"
Mr.. Courtenay lighted cigar, for
the Establishments of his wife could
not fill the aching void in his heart.
Had she loved him better, he thought,
she would not care to be a winter
away from his side at any cost.
So Mrs. Ceurtenay went to Wash
ington with a wardrobe and Jewels
that quite satisfied her ideal; and Mr..
Harrison Courtenay went to board at
the Alexandria Hotel.
"My dear, are you sure you are do
ling a wise thing" asked her mother.
"Why net, ,,mamma2 One can't live
mewed up between four walls all
ones life," retorted Rosa,
"Your husband will be exposed to
10 great many temptations during your
ABSENCE"
|of preaching in that sort OF wayf 1t
isn't as If Harry was mere schoolboy.
or course, can trust himi"
Mrs Harper sighed and made no
answer.
Rosa, the wife, was as headstrong as
had been Rosa the maiden.
"Courtenay, will you come to an
oyster supper to night
Mr.. Courtenay shook his head. He
was leaning back in o velvet uphol,
stored chair in the reading room OF
the Alexandria Hotel, tive or three
days after the departure of his wife for
the gay world of Washington.
"1've foresworn that sort of thing"
said he laughing. "I'm 9 married
man, and you know
"But your wife is out of town, and
there's no earthly reason you should
not join u.s." persisted the friend, one
of those genial, good hearted men who
are unconsclously responsible for much
1 OF the mischief that is done In this
world. "Comel it will be like souye
mir of this jolly good old prematrl.
lmonial daysl Only half dozen of vi
and every one of 'em an old chum O
yours. Comel'
swell, don't know, I'll see," hest
tated Courtenay. and then Frank Pal
| User knew that his cause was as good
as won.
That oyster party, followed by
champagne and cards, was the frs
step, and the others came still more
easily. ''Facilis decensas" says the
proverb, and so 1t proved in Harrison
! Courtenay's case.
He had been what the tongue o.
popular rumor termed "a little Wild
in his bachelor days, but everybody
said that Rosa Harper's influence
would set that all right. And so i
had, for time, at least; but now tina
the check was temporarily withdrawn
all the old reckless madness seemed t
return with tenfold force.
"What does Rosa mean by leaving
her husband in this sort of way2" Mr.
Harper impatiently demanded of hi
lwlfe. "They tell me he was terribly
Intoxicated last night at Melthorpe's
land his business is all going 10 tn,
ldeucel Write to her at once. Tel
her to come home. I've no patienct
with these married women figuring
away at public places, while thei
home duties are neglected."
| So Mrs. Harper wrote a piteous, ap
ipealing letter at which Rosa onl.
laughed.
i Mamma always did take the gloom
lest view of things" said she. 80
course, l shall not come home just q
II am beginning to enjoy myself.
dare say Harry's all right, and ii b.
isn't, it will be proper punishment
for me to stay away from himl'
But the next day came q telegram
Whose imperious summons coult
Iscareely be disregarded.
'Return at once, Your husband i
badly hurt" it read,
For poor Harry Courtenay, reelin
Ihome late from friendly little sup
: per-" had hit his foot against the cur
and fallen with fearful force.
8 "Rosal Rosalp her mother cried
when first the young wife entered tn
! sick room. "If you had been at home
where you should be, this would neye
have happened"
ais he deadf" she gaspee. Us h
Idylng2"
"Better, far better that he werel
Twas the solemn answer. His brai
Is SO seriously injured that the phys
. clans predict lie of hopeless idiocy
o if indeed he ever RECEIVERS"
The words were but too true. Harr
Courtenay still lives, harmless, git
i bering creature, whose delight is t
: play with straws and sunheams, Will
! poor Rosa is expisting with q lifetim
j of remorse the folly she was go read.
Ito commit.
And that was the sequel of her Win
Tier at Washington. Was it not
= dearly bought pleasureP ..-
,
DIR. sImms' kyo Cure
lis the wonderful remedy for all diseas'