St. Landry democrat. (Opelousas, La.) 1878-1894, 1890-08-16
A BITTEN BITTER.

She was not girl, though she looked
one. Indeed, she was very proud of the
fact that her visiting cards bore the ma
tronly title, ''Mrs. Frederick Sedden." 1t
was SO much more imposing than miss
Kittie Lee," and she was sure all the
girls envied her not only that swelling
title, but the dainty toilets that composed
her trousseau, her shining ring, and the
pretty air of wifely authority with which
she had said just now. mo, Fred, you
can't come In mere. I'm having and old
fashioned jabber with the girls"
1t is very pretty bridely affectation of
having great strong man entirely under
ones thumb; and only the experienced in
such matters, and they are neither maidens
nor brides, realize how little likely the
newly welded thumb is to spread widely
enough to keep up with the many moons
that follow the honeyed one.
Mrs. Fred was twenty-five, but looked
Younger. Those blush-rose blondes al
ways do look younger than their youth.
When it comes to their age, 1t is sadly diff
ferens. A yesterdays rose, we know. looks
vastly older than last weeks dahlia. As
Mrs. Fred sat among the girls, in the pref
w chamber where they had gathered to
see her things" only very shrewd OBJ
server would have guessed that she was
the matron of the chattering group, and
not the stylish brunette beside her. The
brunette looked no older, but was NOR
dipnified In manner, and her black costume
was certainly more severely dsstsagns than
the white peignoir Tor tea gown covered
with foamy lace worn by the bride. And
yet that tea gown Tor peignoir) was exactly
what would betray the mairon to q prac-
tical eye, it was so excessively bridall
s.Girls," chirped Mrs. Fred, s'don't ever
believe in broken hearts You see know
all about 'em. When Fred proposed to
me, candidly told him had only blasted
ruins over which the owl hooted, and
through which the wild winds moaned, to
give in place of heart. really thought
so then. Stuff and nonsense My heart
was as sound as brand-new Queen Anne
cattage, and its only danger was of crack
ing right open WITH love for Fred. | was
once engaged TO - you know - Robert
Wiley, In Boston. By the way, Dora, did
YOU ever meet him there2 We quarreled,
and fancied my heart was irretrievably
broken. But wouldn't give in so here
ann I, the jolliest wife in existence, while
he Is still bowed down with anguish,
nursing his hurts, and forswearing the
world and its delusions on the twenty
seventh door of studio building In Bos-
ton !"
Dera Reed, the stylish brunette, lived
In Boston. She had there seen Robert
Wiley often enough TO know that, for q
man bowed down with anguish, he held
his head astonishingly erect.
do you object to telling us all about
IT, she said smilingly.
mo, indeed" replied Madame. "Robert
and grew up together, as 1t were. He
was cousin OF the Browns opposite us.
now away in Europe and spent his vaca-
tions with them. We were engaged when
was ten and he fifteen. / remember be
gave me q little ring for which he paid q
whole dollar, so he told me with pride.
We were engaged, suppose, of and on,
till was sixteen, and took TO flirting
then the sqnabblss began. At seventeen,
met Frsd-now. candidly, girls, do you
suppose poor creature could, for an in
slant, dream Of marrying anybody else in