Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-01-18

have passed so pleasant an evening. ]
had no idea it was 10 o'clock, and here
it is H." Lou said.
Hazel gently said
81 used to think we might spend
many such evenings together, but you
seem to find so many things to occupy
your time that ! have about given W
seeing anything Of you except at meal
times"
A week passed by and Lou grew
tired of spending his evenings at home,
and he commenced to plan something
for every night. What could Hazel do !?
Patience had ceased to be n virtue, and
she must do something, or go distract.
ed. She thought it over and over, and
spent many sleepless nights; but at
last she hit upon plan-one that she
did rot wholly approve of, however.
She was proud, sensitive little crea.
ture, and dreaded the ordeal through
which she must pass In order to cure
this handsome husband of hers of his
love for clublife.
She finally sent for Fred DeForest,
would he to her true and loyal friend.
She told lin all-what surprise and
disappointment it was to her when she
realized that Lou loved his club, the
theater, the champagne suppers and
"the boys" far better than he did her
One thing was sure, they could not go
on living as they had. Something
must be done, and the plan was this
That Mr.. DeForest should help her in
every possible way, and together they
would take in" everything that Lou
did, where ladies were admitted. The
plans could not be perfected too soon,
and after n long talk, Mr.. DcForest
took his departure, leaving Hazel to
await further developments. That
very afternoon Lou walked in and said:
Say. Hazel, you don't care if [ at
tend the masquerade down to the club
looms tonight, do you?"
Arc they nice places to so to, Lou ?"
"Oh, yes; every Que goes. But |
thought, as a matter OF courtesy, |
would ask you"
will you take me with YOU, Lou?
You know | never went to mas Iuc
lade, and ] should like to go out of
curiosity
"Wcll the truth of it is, dear, can't
very well, as Mrs. Wilson stopped me
on the street, yesterday, and asked me
to be her escort OF course | could
not very we'll refuse her Don't suppose
! shall have very good time, but YOU
know folks have to make martyrs of
themselves sometimes
oh" said Hazel, meekly, Il under
stand, perfectly"
And as he walked down the street,
he said:
what a good little wife Hazel is !!
She never scolds or makes fuss "hen
she is refused any request.
4 few hours later. when he looked
across The hall at the masquerade, who
should he see but his Hazel with Fred
DeForest At first it was hard to be-
lieve his own eyes. but when he saw
Hazel and Mr.. DeForest waltz past
him, he was sure of it, Never did Ha-
eel look more charming than in her
short picturesque suit, representing
snow; but when she came up to him
he said:
"Why, Hazel, are you hcrc?"
"1 es; You said every one came, and
when Mr.. DeEorest came over and
asked me to come, | was delighted to
accept his invitation. Isn't it lovely 2"
Strange to say. Lou Adams evening
was spoiled at the sight of his wifc's
fresh young face in that crowded ball
room. The next day he was nearly
through dinner before Hazel came in,
| wearing handsome street costume.
Her face was flushed from the wind,
and in reply to Louis inquiry, said she
had such delightful drive with Mr..
DcEorest.
"But, Hazel, it doesn't look Just
right for You to be running al around
with Fred DeForcst."
"Why, he's your friend, and you ride
with him and invite him here. Why
shouldn't [? lou know whom | mar
ricd you YOUR friends became mine,
and | try TO make it as pleasant rs [
can for them.
IT was useless to argue the question,
and so he hurried away to his club,
wondering, after all, il he had been
wise in marrying so Young, innocent
and inexperienced u gid. That very
evening he sRid:
"Uld Mrs, Wilson is coming to spend
the day with YOU, to morrow, Hazel,
and l shall probably be called ont of
the city on inn ortant business. She
has taken great fancy to you, little
girl, do you know it? | have known
her ever since | was a child, and as her
own boy died so young, she sort of
adopted me, ard has always been a
very warm friend of mine"
"Oh, | am so sorry she is coming to-
morrow, for l have promised to attend
the woman's club at the Shcrn an
House pnrlors In the afternoon. You
know l was elected President of it at
the last election, and we are planning
for convention soon. DO not know
where we shall hold it yet, but some
one has suggested Battery d, Susan
b. Anthony, Frances Willard, Helen
NJ. Cougar, Mrs. Louise Rounds and
| other noted women will be here, and
the gem of the whole week will prob
ably be an address by Mrs. Laura
Ormiston Chant, of London. ] have
promised to entertain her. They say
she is a lovely woman, and hrs done so
much for suffering humanity through
| out her own country, and oilers, too.
Perhaps Mrs. Wilson will go with me
TO the club. You see, was lonesome,
Lou, and so when was invited to joiu
this club, | thought it would be good
place to spend part of my time when
you are gone So much. And then we
kre doing so much good"
All the while Hazel had been rattline