Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-09-20

big brother in snowy draperies tattered
and torn, all maSQuerading in new forms
and colors with every passing cloud, a
fresh vision Of beauty and grandeur
every hour Of the day.
IL was sight to thrill the dullest
soul, the blaze Of glowing color in which
one August day WIS sinking to its close,
the snowy peaks flushed with softened
reflections Of the sky, fairas the rose of
maiden's cheek blooming under loves
first kiss, the hills below turning dull
blue gray, as starved Of color as the
shadows that fall over the heart when
loves sun has set, and JOY has burned
itself out, like that sunset sky, In ashes
Of roses. Colder and more grim the
foothills grew as the roSeate lights
faded slowly out, and twilight fell upon
the heated valley like cool hand laid
on fevered brow. The work of the
day was over, and the designations Of
night were not yet begun.
Donald BartelS, screened from obser-
walton by thick vines and shrubs, which
yet afforded a glimpse Of what little
might taRe place in the quiet street be-
yOnd the lawn, his feet disposed on the
piazza baluStrade, his chair tipped back
70 luxurious angle, comfortably sur
veyed the world through the haze of his
after dinner cigar. His wife, slowly
swaying in a rocking chair near by, was
anXiOuSly regarding him.
eff you would only be reasonable,
Don, =" she urged deprecatinglY.
But, my dear Nita, how could l be
more SOP" he good-humoredly retorted.
at is the most reasonable thing in the
world for us to wire your amlable aunt
/ that IL is not convenient for us to re-
ceive her now, and ask her to see US
later"
but she is not my amiable aunt; that
is the trouble" with perplexed laugh.
'She is capable Of being very unamiable
If we were 10 send her such telegram.
| She would conclude at once-and quite
naturally, too-that we didn't want her
at all
''Well, we don't, do we?" imperturba-
bly, blowing smoke rings into the air,
1--WE should not yearn for her under any
circumstances; but now, when we have
been planning this trip to the mountains
for months, when, as things are at the
4 =
have her come dropping down upon us
like this is a little too much like the last
straw that finished the unlucky camel. "
"A straw! 1t is as bad as whole
stack at once" cried Anita, with mis-
cradle little groan. But them" bright
ming somewhat, "she says, You know,
that these friends are getting up a
party to cross the continent, and she
may come with them; but she is not al
together decided about it. II she comes,
she will be here soon; but we may still
! cherish a small hope of escape"
"But that is the worst Of it," ex-
claimed Donald holly. 1.-THE idea OF
changing all our plans for an uncer-
tainty like that! God save US from our
/ friends, say l. In the long run they
make US twice as much trouble as our
enemies"
"But you must remember how much
I owe her; that my home was with her
ior ten years, =" urged Anita, extenuat-
ingly. "And the trial l was to them
Aunt Martha and Aunt Jane-those
prim, properly minded old maids. Think
OF that, Don," with a ripple Of laughter
at the memories aroused. "They never
could get over it, you know, that my
mother was a Mexican, and that my
dark face advertised the awful fact that
| l, too, was mejicana. And my temper!
Oh, was a scourge to them, l can tell
you"
The ghost Of smile fllckered under
the tawny mustache which Donald was
abstractedly stroking. The impulsive
temper Of his wife was to him a natural
phenomenon, a sort Of spiritual geyser
whose ebullitions was governed by no
law comprehensive to his easygoing
temperament. That what were to him
the baldest trtfes-a careless word, the
forgetting Of of a gOOdby kiss when he
was hurried, an unmeaning compliment
idly tossed TO a pretty womau-that
small things like these should be so
large in power to stir up tempest had
been TO him an amazing revelation OF
married life. Being man OF some dis
erection. however, and devOtedly loving
his handsome wife as well, he had found
it expedient to cultivate a thoughtiul-
ness respecting the small things tnat
seemed to her Of moment quite foreign
10 the comfortable spirit Of selhshness
in which his meek mother had
reared him, and thus kept clear,
/ for the most part, OF troubled
waters: but he was no less impressed
with the fact that Anita's dark eyes,
whose glances fell with such melting
tenderness upon those whom she loved,
could fash even brighter with stormy
wrath, and he had no doubt whatever
but that she had made life exceedingly
Interesting to those women to whom
had been given the discipline Of her
early years.
Il hope YOU made their lives burden
to them, il only as anticipatory revenge
for this disappointment" he diplomatic
ally returned.
"But / don't want you to be disap-
pointed, DEAR" the shade OF anxiety re-
| turning 20 her face. "As said before,
I want YOU to go just the same. 1t will
be enough if lam here to entertain Aunt
Martha"
eco without youP" with extreme dis
approval-''when had planned the trip
almost wholly on your account.
"And with never a thought of trout?'
| regarding him with smiling mockery.
s.Well. quite incidentally, Of course l
| remembered that there were trout walt
ing 70 be caught" he laughingly al
mitted. But 1 want you with me all
the same. All the trout in the creeks
could not console me for going without
YOU. And you need a change too, Mia,
/ You have not been away all this sum
| mer. and in this altitude it won't do,
regarding her with a fond solicitude.
"And do I look like a physical
wreck9" standing, tall and 1.-the, before
him. lsughinly challenging his glance.
L la.,nl hnr well worth