Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1890-06-19
BROTHER PHIL.

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Edith Forrest lifted pair of blue eye:
to her husbands face-pretty, soft eyes
with wistfulness all among their velvety
shadows.
at is so handsome of an evening
Harry Please stay at home tonight ol
take me with you for a change, dear!''
Mr.. Forest smiled in a very superior
sort of way-a sort of patronizing, in,
dulgent way, as though it was the height
of womanish folly for Edith to have
made the remark.
"That is nonsense, Edith. You know
perfectly well how ridiculously impossi-
BILE it is for me to be always at home OF
take you out somewhere. You must
remember that because man is married
he does not expect never to be any
where but where his wife is-if she is the
sweetest, ,prettiest little girl in the worldp'
He bent forward to kiss her, and Edith
smiled suspiciously tear favored smile
it was, however.
"But l do get so tired staying by my
self, Harry. L am almost a stranger in
London, and l am sure that there are
only two ladies in the house whom |
know, and | don't like to be always run
ming to their rooms. Harry-I did not
think you would get tired of my society
$3.50 soon. 1t hasn't been three
months yet since we married
and"
And little Mrs. Forests sobs and
tears overcame her. entirely, and Harry's
face grew vexed and stern.
"You are romancing, Edith. You
know perfectly well never thought of
such ridiculous thing, and l do not
want to see such childishness on your
part"
And to further enforce his assump-
ton of marital dignity, Harry Forrest
walked out and shut the door very en-
phatically.
Then, of course, Edith's tears came in
good earnest.
'It's too bad, too badI Harry is get
ting tired of my society. l know he is,
and l wish-I wish-I had never mar
ried and left home, where everything
was gay and pleasant, and there never
were long, lonely evenings. Oh, dearl"
1t wasn't very good thing for Edith
to be thinking this regret for life,
which undeniably pleasant though it
was, had never been so beautiful and
glorifed until Harry's love came to her.
But it was pitably true that her hus-
bands neglect of her of late had more
than once brought such hot tears of
wounded pain and regret to the blue
eyes that other young men than Harry
Forrest had thought worth their while
to have smile in theirs; and Edith was
very lonely.
The great, fashionable boarding house
to which Harry had brought her, and
installed her in one of it's most elegant
rooms, was not such home as she had
been accustomed to, where everything
was gay cheer and girlish frolic.
The boarderS were. of course, utter
strangers, and haughtily exclusive.
Edith was reserved and shrinking,
and, with the exception of Mrs. Thistle,
a gentle little widow, who was almost
as shy as Edith herself, and Mrs. Worth
ington, who was as jolly and gay as she
could be, little Mrs. Forrest had not an
acquaintance in all the city.
ats too bad" she sobbed bitterly, as
she lay on the little crimson silk lounge,
with her face all tear-flushed and her
rosebud mouth quivering. 81 can al
most see them at home now-Sue and
Jenny and Sill, and the parlOr lighted up,
and, perhaps, Howard singing one of his
lovely tenor solos to Sues accompani-
ment, and Frank Morrison will come in,
and they'll have a delicious waltz, and
then Phil will speak of me-dear, darl-
ing old Phil. He always thought more
of me than any one else did-even Har
ry Forrest; l wish l had never married
him, and then"
There was little expression of dis
content and indignation coming on her
memories that would not bear
comparison with her present gilded lone
ness called them, and it wasn't good
sight to see on a pretty married wom
ans face.
For an hour after Harry had gone out
Edith lay on the couch, all sorts of
thoughts running riot in her brain, until
they were dissipated sharply by a rap on
her door, and card that sent all ex
preston out of her face and eyes, ex-
cept surprise, that quickly changed into
an expression of delight.
"Tell the gentleman | will be down in
moment" she said to the servant.
Then she flew to the dressing mirror
and saw that she was in presentable
condition, and then went down stairs
with smile, and three unspoken words
on her lips:
"Dear old Philp
Three weeks later Mr.. Forrest came
in somewhat unexpectedly, just in time