Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-08-09

Ao'SA oocA oAeOty appreciated. de
was certain that his poor wife had not
understood him. His daughter he did
not expect to understand him; she was
. mere child, or he thought so. In
some vague way be felt that his wife
had hung like a milestone round his
neck; she had kept him back-how or
from what he did not exactly know, but
he had always felt-at least up to a GER
tain period Of his life-that he should
make his mark sooner or later; in what
capacity he might have been puzzled to
explain.
He had great gifts; his mother had
told him so when he was boy. He was
q schoOlmaster's pet, which perhaps is
rather bad sign; he ended by believing
that be was o scholar-he was certainly
dreamer. He fancied that he had a
literary turn, but was not quite certain
about 10. Art he deSpised; music he did
not care for; he had no turn for science,
but he thought novels rubbish, and
prided himself on his good sense. He
was rather shy, perhaps little proud.
Nobody sought him as a friend, and
IL did not occur to him that friends
were TO be sought. he had not strug-
gled for either comfortable circum-
stances or a sfair social position, but
both had come to him, and in process Of
time a wife came slso-how, he really
hardly recOllected. His mother and
her relatives had something 70 do with
II, he occasionally reflected rather BIT
terly, but he led ca lonely life and felt
that he was entitled to something, he
hardly knew what, that had never been
bestowed upon him, and he grew a lit
tie sour.
Then his wife died-faded away ST.
lently-and he was sorry; but still he
felt that she had never understood him,
and so too felt Maisie.
Maisie was growing a big girl now
and believed in her father implicitly,
except when doubts obtruded them
selves, as they will IN the case even Of
the most faithful, and then she thrust
them from her with indignation. She
feared that her mother had never quite
comprehended the great heart that had
been given into her keeping; but she
was sure that she understood her father
thoroughly and that he understood her,
and that they were devoted to each
other; still, In this, as has been limited,
she happened to be mistaken.
She meant to keep house for her
father, and minister to all his little
wants, but her father had different
ideas, and was glad to let her go away
and live with some very old friends Of
her mother. Maisie was grieved, per
haps little irritIted at this, but poor
papa checked her remonstrances abrupt
lY, and away she went. Papa, TO tell
the truth, was not very fond Of Maisie.
He fancied she had been petted by her
mother, and he knew that her mother
was not an intellectual woman, and he
believed that Maisie was not intellectu-
al either.
But Maisie thought she was different
from other girls, and so the two friends
to whom she had been consigned
thought. They considered her pert,
and rather disagreeable. Still they did
SAY so; being an excellent and pa
!, ,seaiole-sSihey -s0Tght by degrees
to bring ameliorating influences to bear.
A good many months rolled by, and
papa's letters were short and infreQuent.
He told Maisie that be had had cold
I'm the head, that he had had the house
painted, that he had bought pair
OF boots and returned them as
they were bad fit, but he
did not tell her anything Of particular
Importance, and did not seem to pine
for her return. She did not under
stand this, she had iattered herself that
after her mothers decease they would
be all in all to each other. Having an
afFectionate nature or an eye 70 effect,
she had burned to pose as the devoted
daughter.
One morning when she came down to
breakfast old Mr.. and Mrs. Brown, as
we shall call them, wore grave counte-
nances and looked at Maisie, as she
could not help thinking, oddly. Then
Mrs. Brown glanced at her husband and
shrugged her shoulders, and MIR. Brown
shrugged his, and went on munching
his bnttered toast with downca 4seyes.
Maisie thought ell this rather singu-
lar, but she was accustomed TO the oda
ways Of the queer old couple, so maze
an excellent meal without In the least
anticipating the pleasant little surprise
that was In store for her.
The fact of the matter was, her dear
father had been appreciated at last, oy q
remarkably pretty girl, too. Mr.. ana
Mrs. Brown thought he must be mad,
but he thought himself still q bit OF q
ladv-killer. He had always considered
himself such IN his heart Of hearts, out
a strict sense OF propriety had prevented
his saving so. He had fancied from
time TO time that young ladies In courch
or IN OmnibuseS had glanced al MIN
archly. No doubt he looked Tar shor1
OF his real age, at least such was MS
conviction, and he had an interesting
anpearance, as Is the case with all men
of intellect. BE had married young, ana
inst at the time when husbands are De-
Ginning 70 enjoy wonderful recrudes-
eence OF iavenility wives have trick
of looking irritatlngly old, or perhaps
ones taste az fifty Is not that OF twenty
ave. ANYHOW, Mr.. COOkham Dene Iel'
that he had made q mistake; ne was
rather ashamed OF his vile.
Rnt when she Withered away and died
be was a little ashamed OF himself
tboprh It did not occur to him that ne
had been In anywise to blame, and ne
knew that she had made him happy, OF
AZ least comfortable, for many, many
wears: but she had neversunderstood OF
sppreciated him, though, poor soul, she
was perhaps scarcely to be blamed for
that. her mind, such as it was, being en-
tirslv given over to household concerns.
We'll. she was gone, and he was still
IN the Drsne Of life, and he went ais
way-not rejoicing exactly Ior every
incident in his career somehow or otnef
seomed tinged with q sense or melan-