Daily Republican., 1890-01-02


deception, ! supp:le he never thought to
question my assertion. He stood staring
dumbly al me and l could almost have
piled him.
"shall show you his plctureG" | asked
picking up my album which had been
| unpacked.
"No," he Numbered. Never speak his
name in my hearing again"
Turning, he abruptly let the room,
aud did not zee him again until break
aet. lie merely bowed without speak
lug, and lett the house so1n after with u
murmered excuse about business. Dear
mother Howe had looked iu panied sur
prise at such an exhibition Of "wedded
bliss" When ] recovered from the III
OF laughter his vlndictive slam of the
outer door threw me into, l explained
matters.
Her sweet old face lighted up, ana
she laughed IN concert, as she ex-
pressed belief that the plan would sue
coed.
He returned at dinner time quite his
genial sell, aud We spent a very pleasant
evening. saw he had set guard upon
his tongue and acted accordingly. Ills
mothers face reflected our happiness,
aud / thought the evening would end
without anything disagreesble happeE-
ing.
little knew how strong bis habit had
become, however.
l was sitting at tho piano when he
crossed the loom for something, and In
reply to . question from his mother, l
beard him saying:
"You know my wife did. Her way is
good enough for you"
! am willing to believe he did not
mean to be unkind, but when l saw the
panied look on the furrowed facet made
up my mind 10 pay him In full. A few
minutes later he dropped . page OF music
he was turning for me, and l saw my
chance.
~ declare, Cyrus, Harry never did
such . bungllng thing ~ that In ali our
married life" an brought my fingers
down upon the keys with discordant
crash.
81 declare. Esma, I could almost pity
him." declared the dear, oit-heGrted
little mother.
30 could l." I answered, "but no,
Just yet"
Twas afraid had carried the matter
too far when heard the outer door
slammed again; but he appeared at
breakfast quite cheerful, but looking
worn and a little haggard.
Ihings went on this way for several
weeks. Iws miserably unhappy, and
knew he was also, but would not give
up. knew i was worthy to DO bis
wife. and deserved better than the place
OF SECOND fiddler" which lie had forced
upon me from the beginning. But 1t be.
came almost more than could bear, and
l made up my mind I'd go home to my
mother and give up the struggle.
l was sitting alone in the dusk, won
asr tse ssT S SSad b 6Eias ss
upon low seat at my side.
"Esma," he said, taking my hand,
"Do you care for Inc at ALI"
"You know do" answered, passing
my other arm about his neck.
"Then, dear, let us make Q solemn
compact to let the dead rest in their
graves. was 10 blame IN hiding my
former marriage from you. But loved
you so much i feared " give you up
Your mother was to blame In your Gaze.
60 let US try and be happy"
] cried little, kissed him. and agreed
to govern my conduct by his.
30 We have lived in something like har,
mony since. But he had set himself Q
mighty tack to break up habit which
was the growth OF years.
He had many q lapse, but the word
Harry" 10 sufficient 10 prevent q speedy
recurrence oil the fault.
have not heard the offensive phrase
"my wife, for several weeks now, and
think may soon safely assume the title
as my own.
But what will he say when he finds out
a. he must sooner or later, that "Harry'
is myth.