Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1888-05-26

| .'ren me, Katie, isn't there some fellow called
| MAX in your stofy?" he demanded, 30 abruptly
%Maxs Yes; Max Is the neroIthe tspder.nearsed.
absorbed genius who falls in love with frivolous
sS CT g she n
/ Der out for IL all In the end!"
Mr. Collingwood took his wife In his arms and
| covered her with penitent kisses
show could De such fool3 how could be
such fool7" he reiterated q dozen times as he
held her close 70 ms heart. But when he saw that
| Kathleen was looking really anxious he forced
himself into some degree Of calmness and spoke
tence and shame can never. never humble my.
self enough before you'll II you never forgave me
at all ISr my miserable folly, It would only be ex-
my Katie; indeed, have been punished enough
by the misery OF the last six weeks. How could
You 60 write that letter on Your own uS
| nnd?"
''What letter can you mean. Jack,n
zine letter In which that girl tells your MAX Of
her mar yoS Tnat was 5ne f0und"
Kathlsen's eyes met her : husbands for ono
moment in reProachful astonishment then they
fell again, In shame for the who mad SO little
some few minutes, and these minutes were as
bitter as any the squire had ever known. Presently
wrote Out that istte1 on note naner ,us TO
form: When did you md III" " - '''>' -
The day came back 70 Mdrren from that long
so long ago as that, Oh. OK If you had only
asked me about 1t at once!"
Didn't tell you was the biggest fool alivei"
blame him but herself.
"No.it was partly my fault too. ought not to
But knew you would laugh at me so dreadfully
II you knew had been trying to write. II the
said woru about 1t to any one"
Ihank heaven, then, that 1t was acceptedw
as he me nsd sesd
lily been widening between them.
81 am very glad, you may be sure" said Kath-
how intensely long to earn some money!"
Nv d nat NO on earth Tor? You know II your allow
ance Is not sumcient you have only to say sol"
les OUT That Is not one bit what / want!
you've no IDEA, see, what proud little monkey
l am, and how It CALLED my pride to the quick to
ried"
IN, MY darling! I hoped you had never thought
II thought about 1t constantly, Jack. knew it
was no good making fuss. Your wife must have
sucn things, and there was no possibility Of my
getting the money to pay for them II the beggar-
mald was SO mean-spirited as to let King Cophetua
put her on his throne, she must perforce submit to
would save every possible shilling of my allowance
ana pay you back for them as soon as could. And
then n when we were living SO quietly at Mdrren,
lew gu1neas by the turn have always had for
STORY writing. And you see have succeeded,
Jack! NoU, what may answer to Mr.. Editors
question about the serial StOry?"
You may write new Percy Vere in forty vol
u uines. you like, you witch! What must you
as ne kissed the little hand lying in his big palm.
~ Just thought you were finding out what
mistake you had made in marrying poor little
pennlleSs nobody. All, Jack, have been very,
very miserable! But 1t Is all over now, ana will
soon be all forgotten
"No" began Jack, 81 can never forget what
blind stupid"
But his wife laid her soft lips to his and sealed
her forgiveness with q long Kiss
"You shall not abuse yOurseIf anv more Jack
AFTER an your mistake was a very natural One."
but why could not have had the sense to
question you al once?"
=, An, why, indeed! That Jack, was Just "A
AANs MIsTAKE.'"-Jesse Leete, in the Argosy.