Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-05-08
UNEQUAL PARTNERSHIP.
What Happened to the Firm of
 Huntington & Wife.

What Happened to the Firm Of Huntington & Wife. Never dawned brighter morning than that which ushered in Ray Huntington's wedding day. Never throbbed happier heart than that of the fair girl who, for saling home and friends, vowed to love, honor and obey him, ''until death do us part"
 ''She was the belle of the village. and ought to have had her choice among us all," explained Carl Trenton, who, every body knew, had been refused by the bride at least dozen times.
 He is 50 handsome-and rich, too, they say. Really, Nell Alden has done remark ably we'll" said more than one envious maiden.
 Ray Huntington, although he was not rich man, was advancing rapidly on the road to wealth. As he was a lawyer in distant city, the welded pair at once went to the home which he had provided there, a modest cottage In the suburbs, very plainly furnished, but as beautiful as palace in the eyes of the loving bride. "We shall be away from the disagreeable poise and hustle, dearest" said Ray, un- easily. Fl can lunch at Roger 6 Aliens, end be home for an early tea, except, per haps, In very busy seasons. Besides, get this place at a bargain-it costs dreadfully to rent-and we must really economic in every way possible. We must creep before we can walk, Nellie"
 be-" said the wife. Ut is much better than being right in the city. I am sure that should be crazy in a week, there.'
 "I don't doubt it," returned the relieved husband. "But you will not be bothered here at all l will attend to the marketing each day as go to town, and we will have a Quiet home of our own"
 That was the beginning.
 Ray Huntington's boasted creed was that marriage was simply partnership of two congenial souls-a blending of two natures into perfect whole, whose thoughts, whose aims, whose energies were one. That was all very well, if our le- gal gentleman had only lived up to his professed belief. But, like many others, be professed one thing and lived another. While he often declared that man and his wife were one, his daily life added most emphatically: 'And the man is that one"
 Pretty, loyal Nellie was not long in dis covering the fact, and, although grieved that her exalted idol proved to be but com mon clay, after all, she made the best of life as she found 1t, and succeeded in ellng out the scanty allowance, which was grudg- ingly given, to an extent which surprised and delighted him.
 Ut isn't every man has wife like mine," he often said confidentially to friend, but never word of praise to the toiling wife herself
 What wonder that the roses in her cheeks gave place to colorless lilies, and ''crow's feet" multiplied in the fair face, as added claims taxed her strength and economy. Tiny feet battered here and there, baby voices made the sweetest of all music to her mother heart, and added numbers brought add ed labor to the patient, mother hands.
 Ray Huntington was recognized by the world (by his world. in which his care-worn wife had no part) as successful man. He attended his clubs, and dressed in manner befitting his station, while his wife wore shabby calico.
 Because I must, my dear, you do not understand" he explained, when she gent ly chided him for some extravagant outlay. '1t Is quite necessary that one in my posi- tion should do so. Iheard it hinted that was to be run for mayor next year. Think of that, my dear."
 And the uncomplaining woman did think added dread, as she toiled in the kitchen, with no help except an ignorant Swede girl, an emigrant, whose chief recommendation was her patient love for the little ones. Once she ventured to suggest an allow ance for family use, as the busy lawyer often forgot to order the necessary articles, but she was met with indignant surprise. "Women know nothing about spending money, Nellie, am surprised I will attend to 1t. Whatl Gretchen wants moro money9 Wasn't it last week that I gave you two dollars for her2"
 s'Yes, but she has been here four weeks. We owe her five dollars now," Nellie be- gan with crimson face, and went on desper- ately: "Mother wrote that she is going to visit us next month. She has never been here-has never seen our children. Charlie must have new shoes and clothes. Baby needs new fannels, and-this is the best dress have in the world. You wouldn't want me to feel ashamed to welcome my own dear mother, Rayr'
 "How much money do you wanta" he asked, frigidly.
 ssFifty dollars at least to make us com fortable and respectable" she replied, with pain full hesitation.
 Fifty dollars! am not made of money," he exclaimed, even while his faithful con. science reminded him that he had paid more than that sum for a club dinner, the week before, and paid it with willing smile. fve-dollar bills into her hand.
 With one startled, indignant glance, the wife's hand shut convulsively over tho money, and she left the room hastily.
 "She will make that do," muttered her husband, uneasily, watching her. ''Next time will give her more, and really think I will call at Blankton's and order ono of those new silks sent up."
 The silk came, and Nellie smiled bitterly, as she laid it in the darkest corner of her bureau drawer. Charlie rejoiced in new clothes and real ''boy's boots," baby wore new, soft, warm flannels, Gretchen was paid, but there was nothing left to replen- ish tho mothers wardrobe.
 Alasi 1t seemed as if itwas never to need 'Iit