The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1891-12-30

with q tremendous respect for mass,
confession, and ali the Roman cancnS.
Am rot right
..Oh quite right
'..hnd are thcT not Z couple who get
on charningly together: You must
grant tina. they DO.
Il grantiC" acccded Georgina, though
tartlv. and with the tips OF her lips:
"Hut you forget one point: Lydia Mos
Guerra married hcr husband, Engiish-
woman and Church-of-EnSland woman
though She was, with full understand
ing OF his true tenetS. Scnor MOsquera
never deceived hcr. jtJ1re marriage.
Gecrgina pronounced those last tSro
words with a most telling emphasis.
MAYNARD dropped his head 4 little,
and they walked along in silence for
several seconds. till at last he said, soft
II and almost despairingly, while the
sweet breeze rus.lcd the naples and
those monsrous argosies Of white
cloud which Turner and Constable
painted in sucn perfection rolled over
head through the lucid azure:
Il understand you. You mean never
70 forgive"
Those words We're at once challenge
and resignation. From that day May
nard finally understood the int2cNible
posture Of his wife. lie attempted no
further cXpostuiation. He devoted HIM
self still more zcalously to his scientific
stu,,ies n the chamber which lie had al
ready filled with phials OF chemicals,
with electric batteries, with ana1oml-
cal charts, with . hundred aids Tor his
eager daily pursuits.
These his wife had soon got &c loatnc.
They r. presented What She held to be
the hor-ia nlatcrialis,n OF his MIND. For
good yvhilc She affected to ignore them
who!lr b1;t at length being SDn1r@d,
perhaps. by mis- evident pleased s.rsorp-
t;oc; she volunteered certain que-'u1ous
comments.
i: really seems TOO bad, she said one
dav. that we shoull bc living in this
c:aruned fashion. Cur income IS 50
small, you know, E@5ert. And ii l:oI
only would DO something We might all
four Of us Lc much more COM icr.ab.e.
y he would only 60 something. He
tried not to let the least hint OF self-be-
trayal creep into his face. Il snrposc,
then. you think me the most Idle sort
O. fellow" he said.
You certainly don't appear to do any
real work" she re5o-ted. bristli1g a
little as though she scented covert rude
ness. You potter there among your
lcyden jars and your 3aG-s.ncliins
drugs. but nothing comes Of it"
Nothing, eh?" he mu:tered, as
though nc spoke more than half to Kim
self. surely 10 money comes. And
we may not need money though we
want it.;
II see. Sec he said, with his eyes
downcast, and his beard caught ruIniua-
lively in one hand
II he had still cared for her as he
did in the old days, or il ne had not
felt certain Of the disgust and sorrow
his irreligion had reused in her, he
might at once have addressed her in q
way both confessional and exultant, but
as it was, his lips remained sealed. This
project Of his, which had now grown a
dominant passion with him, she would
hear of without sign of graciousness
or sympathy. Oh, yes, beyond doubt
And yet, pondering the matter for
several days, he finally resolved that
he would tell her all. To do so might
put spoke, as it were, in their matri-
monial wheels, which now seemed
slipping down some sort Of risky slant,
he hardly knew what. On the other
hand, he dreaded her almost scofing
ridicule, mixed with that accusative
melancholy to which he had dnow grown
drearily used. But. all in ali, he de-
cided it was best to tell her. The faded
colors Of his pristine love might revive,
by this means, below the tender stress
of some new congenial warmth.
He made his determination, and chose
certain hour for their fateful talk. It
was now the end Of June, and that per-
feet weather which sometimes visits
London at this season had tempted him
to quit his laboratory by about four
o'clock in the afternoon and take q
long walk through Hyde Park. lie
entered this noble stretch of city-girt
landscape at the Marble Arch, and
gained one of the bridges that span the
Serpentine. Here ne paused, and tried
to let the green glory Of his environ
ment calm and soothe his rather treuu-
lous nerves. A few swans were float
ing in all the dim pallor Of their lovely
curves along the sill;en gloss of the sin
uous river. Slopes of emerald turf
stretched from either verge, dying away
under the shade CT monstrous trees.
The bustle and fare Of Oxford street
seemed miles aloof He felt how ripe
ly and candidly pastoral it all was, how
Arcadian in its bounty of strealn-cleft
verGure, how aversc from the secret
fever Of his late loDgings and dreams.
And when he explained these moods of
unrest to his wife, with what manner
OF respcnse woE!t, she meet them? He
wanted 70 be quite collected when the
time for disclosure came. II She only
caught some Of his own consuming ire
perhaps q joyful Semblancc OF their
persisted past would bless them both.
When he came back to dinner he
found her unwontedlE- grave. A large
traGcsman's bill naG Just been sent IN,
and s&c told him OF it VITA a meaning
sign. He answered her so blithely and
indiaerectly that she stared at him in
cold surprise. The boys We're more
jocrnd and c!aG2o:ous than usual. and
once Or twice shc reprinanded them
with 4 frown and a sharp word; but
Maynard p?ayirllv took thcir parts and
even craveA grace 10" them as regarded
q second helping Of ceSsert, while they
watched him with aston;shed eyes,
knowing well that papa was never
frosty like mamma and yet that such
tropical clencncy in him was plainly
rare After dinner it was still bright with
a!lthc limpid lure Of an English vernal
gloaming. The boys went out into the