St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-08-24
HUSBAND.

bride Of six months standing, and a
lovely hazel-eyed brunette. She had
everything that heart could wish, and
consequently wasn't pleased with any
thing. Mrs. Cardonnel liked pink. and
Mr.. Cardonnel had furnished her bou-
DOR in rose color and silver. She was
partial to flowers. and Mr.. Cardonnel
had given standing orders to florist to
keep her balconies perpetuaily filled
with the choicest blossoms. She was
fond of birds, and half q dozen gilded
cages swung from the ceiling, each one
thrilling with delicious melody. In fact
Mrs. Cardonnel had everything she
wanted, and was not satisfied at that.
Like him we'll enough" repeated
Rosa Trefoil, who. having Just gradu-
ated from boarding school, thought
that young wife, who had married the
man of her choice, oughtto be supreme
ly happy. "Oh, Theodore! bow coldly
you speakw
We'll, can't help It," said Mrs. Car
donnel, letting her head fall languidly
on the rose satin putfingS of the low easy
chair on which she sat. Zone gets tired
of cake and champagne ali the time.
Sometimes think l should be happier
if Charles didn't worship ME quite SO
devotedly."
"Oh, Theodora!"
"It's a bore, you know" said the
young.wife, contidentially;" 1T would be a
relief if he could find fault occasionally.
He's too good. Now, StaciaFitzgerald is
actually afraid of her husband-a great,
handsome six.footer of fellow. with a
lovely black silk-fioss beard like an
Italian brigand's. Oh. 1t must be
charming to be little afraid of ones
husbandH'
Now, Theodorap' cried the scandal
lied Miss Trefoil, "what nonsense you
are talking"'
II dare say it may seem so to you,
child" said Mrs. Cardonnel. patrOnz-
ingly. but if you ever do get mar
ried--."
.'Of course I shall, some time" said
pretty Rosa, who had not the slightest
idea of being an old maid.
''Well, when you get married. then.
don't marry man that is sugar and
spice and all that's nice! It's a deal too
insipid"
You'd recommend, on the contrary
Snaps and snails and puppy dogs tails,
eh?" laughed Rosa, quoting the nursery
rhymes.
mot that. exactly; but one does get
tired of perpetual honey and sunshine, :"
said unreasonable Theodore, as she
reached out her hand for her worsted
work. ''And now you know you prom
iSed to tell me all about MInna Ding
mans bridal trousseau."
Mrs. CardonneFs parlors were ele-
gantly furnished in maroon satin and
walnut woodland. as it happened. they
were separated from her boudoir by
portlereS that were maroon satin on one
side and rose-colored chintz on the
other. And Charles CardOnnel, reading
the evening paper on the other side OF
the draperies, had had the whole bene-
fit of this conversation-an eaVesdrop-
per. in spite of himself.
His cheek burned, he bit his lips and
the blood rushed in little tingling,
needle-like particles through his whole
frame. So Theodore was getting tired
of him!
Well, after all. it was better thorough
ly to comprehend the whole state of the
case. He was too amiable, was he?
Mr.. Cardonnel rose, flung aside the
crumpled newspaper and walked once
OF twice the length of the rooms.
i'I'll see that the fault is corrected"
u6 Sdlu W llllllSCll3 Will q Slini
And he went off to business without the
goodbye kiss in which he generally
INDUCED himself.
Mrs. Cardonnel went out shopping
that afternoon aud was detained a little,
but it did not worry her in the least.
"Charles doesn't care" said she; and
so she spent an extra hour in deciding
whether she should have lilac or prim.
rose color for her new kid gloves, and
whether she looked better in a hat
trimmed with sweet brler or simple
field daises.
Ppm a little late, Pm afraid" she
said. as she came into the dining room,
where Mr.. Cardonnel was pacing up
and down like the proverbial "caged
lion" of romance.
"Late, madam! I should think you
were!" retorted the husband in tone
which fairly made Mrs. Cardonnel start.
"It's half-past six, if it's second! But
| suppose you think my time is of no
value at ALL"
"Charles!"
"Pve borne this long enough" went
on the indignant husband, land l give
YOU fair notice that l will bear it no
longer. Sarah" to the cook, "brlng in
the dinner at once, and tomorrow let it
be served at 6, punctually, whether
your mistress is here or not!"
Eyes, sir" said Sarah, and she disap-
peared, grinning, into the kitchen.
Mrs. Cardonnel sat down, scarlet to
the roots of her hair.
sCharles," said she, with difficulty
commanding her voice, lis it necessary
to insult me thus before the servantS?''
Eyes. madam, it u.s." retorted Mr.. Car
donnel. *If wife doesn't comprehend
her duty, it is high time she should be
made to do so. Pill trouble you for a
cup of coffee"
Mrs. Cardonnel was stunned amazed.
She was entirely unused TO this system
of domestic reproof.
Almost before the dessert-with which
Mr.. Cardonnel found plenty of fault, in
tlmating that 1t would be better if his
wife remained at home to attend to
household matters little more. instead
of gadding abroad the whole time-the
door bell sounded.
s'Its dear mamma and Aunt Susie
come to spend the evening"" said TheO.
dora, jumping up.
"Confound 'em all!' reared Mr.. Car
donnel, shifting his fist on the table
'scan't have quiet evening once in 8
while?"
III told them you would take us al
to the theater tonight" hesitated The
odora, the color coming and going
changefulIy on her face.
Indeed! May 1 ask, madam, who
authorized you to make that state
ment?' crisply questioned the husband
"But you will go, won't yon, Charles2'
faltered poor Theodore.
mo. madam. l will not" said Mr.
Cardonnel, rising and looking around
foo his hat. II propose to spend the
evening quietly at my club"
And he bolted out of the room, nearly
falling over his mother-in-law in the
passage, and muttering to himself:
by Jove! If had stayed another
minute those tears would have con
quered me. Poor little Dora?"
1t was passed IL before he returned
Never, in all the experience of thei
married life, had he been so late be
fore.
"Sitting up, eh?" said he. savagely
'sNow, Mrs. Cardonnel, mean to pu
an end. once for all, to this sort O