Daily Yellowstone journal., 1890-03-28
TIT FOR TAT.

"And because / am married my lib
erty is to be curtailed. am never to
speak to an old friend if she happens
to be a woman. My wife is to tie me
TO her apron strings at a ball." said
Mr.. Urummond. sarcastically.
II seldom wear aprons. Certainly
never at a ball, said Mrs. Drummond.
You know that is a figure OF
speech" said Nr. Drummond. But
now that we have spoken of the mat
ter, Estelle, l will give you my view
of the subjecJ. II married people go
out to sit in a corner with each other
they might as well stay at home"
You used to be very glad to sit in
corners with me" sobbed Mrs. Drum
mond.
Now" gasped Mr.. Drummond de-
spairingly, NOW you are going to
cry. Your eyes will be swollen, your
nose red. For heavens sake, Estelle,
remember that you are at a ball"
Mrs. Drummond summoned up all
her courage, swallowed her tears,
drew her hand from her husbands
arm, and began to fan herself furi-
ously.
Now you are in q temper, my
dear" said her lord and master. go
into the dressing room and powder
yourself a little. Usually l object TO
il, but now you are flushed, and l will
take you to that dear old Mrs Jack
son, who has ~chaperoned her four
granddaughter, and is quite alone in
the corner She is most superior wo-
man, ! understand. Come, my love"
II can do without the powder,
thanks" said Mrs. Drummond; land
you may take me to Mrs. Jackson,
while you, | presume, waltz with Miss
Merle"
why, good heavens, Estelle, you
would not have me break my engage
ment to dance with a lady, would
your asked Mr.. Drummond, in a
tone Of desperation.
"Oh, by no means." said Mrs.
Drummond; fulfill your engage
ment."
The music began again. The hand
some young couple stepped from the
flower screened corner into which they
had retired to have their unpleasant
talk, and in a moment Mr.. Drummond
was whirling around the room with
his arm about the pretty Miss Merle's
waist, while Estelle sat ON the sofa be-
side that superior old Mrs. Jackson,
who, having aroused herself to re-
ceive Mrs. Drummond's introduction,
had nodded off again, and was snor-
ing behind her large black feather
fan.
And this was Mrs. Drummond's first
ball. The daughter of a clergyman,
brought up, as people say, very strict
ly," she had never in all her life taken
a dancing lesson; she had never been
in fashionable society, and retained
her simple, countriied ideas of what
married people owed TO each other.
At the parties at her mothers house
Mrs. Smith and Mr.. Smith. Mrs.
Brown and Mr.. Brown were scrupu-
lousy placed side by side. So at the
lawn parties or excursions.
In this way she supposed they must
pass through all the festive occasions
Of life, arm in arm. exchanging their
opinions on things and people, view
ing a startling panorama, themselves
the only really important personages
OF the scenes
The awakening was sudden and
startling. Her husband had complied
with popular opinion while they still
remained among her kinsfolk, and
indeed he had no temptation 10 leave
her, for she was the sweetest, p~rettiest
and most charming person whom he
ever met. Besides, the glamour VI
the honeymoon was still upon him.
In those rural scenes the girl he had
called his white rosebud seemed sweet
or and purer than he could express in
words. For three or four months his
life was a sort Of idyl, and 10 was
hsrs.
Not until the Last red leaves of au-
tumn were upon the trees did he
transplant his blossom 10 the city.
There, in one Of those tiny but ele-
CANT fats which young couples most
a6sct, Estelle began her new life.
Her husband was Q fashionable man,
ira from what he poke Of - the prsr
judices Of the past" -
For the first time In her Life Estells
went 70 the opera, 70 The theatre. The
wss dressed by q French modists, 10
whose dictum she bowed. Shs VS.
called upon and pronounced "svfuly
sweet" She went 70 afternoon tsas
end 70 receptions; she bad breAldas1