Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1890-01-11

delphia, that fine old city of brotherly
love, she had one of the finest of con-
servatories for her exclusive use: snd
since her removal to Chicago she had
sadly missed her flowers.
Lou had hardly opened the door
when down rushed Hazel to greet him,
oh, so lovingly, and with an exclama-
ton of delight when she saw her roses.
They had coy little supper, and then
Lou said:
well, Hazel, my dear, I am going
to stay home with you tonight; won't
you sing for me like a good girl %
Not one song, but many, did she
sing in her rich contralto voice; and
before they were aware of it the mantel
clock chimed IL.
well, well, I don't know when 1
have passed so pleasant an evening. I
had no idea it was 10 o'clock, and here
it is IL" Lou said.
Hazel gently said:
Il used to think we might spend
many such evenings together, but you
seem to find so many things to occupy
your time that 1 have about given up
seeing anything of you except at meal
times"
A week passed by and Lou grew
tired of spending his evenings at home,
and he commenced to plan something
for every night. What could Hazel do !?
Patience had ceased to be a virtue, and
she must do something, or go distract
ed. She thought it over and over, and
spent many sleepless nights; but at
last she hit upon a plan-one that she
did not wholly approve of, however.
She was a proud, sensitive little crea-
ture, and dreaded the ordeal through
which she must pass in order to cure
this handsome husband of hers of his
love for club-life.
She finally sent for Fred DeForest,
who had proved in many ways that he
would be to her true and loyal friend.
She told Linn all-what a surprise and
disappointment it was to her when she
realized that Lou loved his club, the
theater, the champagne suppers and
"the boys" far better than he did her.
One thing was sure, they could not go
on living as they had Something
must be done, and the plan was this:
That Mr.. DeForest should help her in
every possible way, and together they
would take in" everything that Lou
did, where ladies were admitted. The
plans could not be perfected too soon,
and after a long talk, Mr.. DeForest
took his departure, leaving Hazel to
await further developments. That
very afternoon Lou walked in and said:
Say, Hazel, you don't care if 1 at
tend the masquerade down to the club
rooms tonight, do your"
"Are they nice places to go to, Lou ?"
"Oh, yes; every one goes. But [
thought, as a matter of courtesy, 1
would ask you"
You know l never went to a masque-
rade, and 1 should like to go out of
curiosity"
We'll, the truth of it is, dear, can't
very well, as Mrs. Wilson stopped me
on the street, yesterday, and asked me
to be her escort. OF course 1 could
not very well refuse her. Don't suppose
1 shall have very good time, but you
know folks have to make martyrs of
themselves sometimes"
"Ohl" said Hazel, meekly, II under
stand, perfectly"
And as he walked down the street,
he said:
what a coed little wife Hazel is
She never scolds or makes fuss when
she is refused any request"
A few hours later, when he looked
across the hall at the masquerade, who
should he see but his Hazel with Fred
DeForest. At first it was hard to be-
ieve his own eyes, but when he saw
Hazel and Mr.. DeForest waltz past
him, he was sure of it. Never did Ha-
eel look more charming than in her
short picturesque suit, representing
snow; but when she came up to him
he said:
"Why, Hazel, are you here?"
Eyes; you said every one came, and
when Mr.. DeForest came over and
asked me to come, 1 was delighted to
accept his invitation. Isn't it lovely?"
Strange to say, Lou Adams evening
was spoiled at the sight of his wife's
fresh young face in that crowded ball
room. The next day he was nearly
through dinner before Hazel came in,
wearing a handsome street costume.
Her face was flushed from the wind,
and in reply TO Louis inquiry, said she
had such a delightful drive with Mr..
DeForest.
"But, Hazel, it doesn't look just
right for you to be running all around
with Fred DeForest.
"Why, he's your friend, and you ride
with him and invite him here. Why
shouldn't I? You know when 1 mar
ried you your friends became mine,
and I try to make it as pleasant as I
can for them"
1t was useless to argue the question,
and so he hurried away to his club,
wondering, after all, if he had been
wise in marrying so young, innocent
and inexperienced girl. That very
evening he said:
~Old Mrs. Wilson is coming to spend
the day with you, tomorrow, Hazel,
and shall probably be called out of
the city on important business. She
has taken a great fancy to you, little
girl, do you know it? I have known
her ever since 1 was a child, and as her
own boy died so young, she sort of
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