Los Angeles herald., 1891-09-13
PARTED BY HIS VIOLIN.
A TRUE STORY OF YOUNG LOVE
THAT DID NOT RUN SMOOTH.

the Belle of North Haven Many Years
Ago-why the Cozy Home Was Broken
Up and the Husband Is wanderer.
No one would have suspected that
Sofia was a shrew. She was of medium
height, with bright brown eyes and
sweet face. These with fine form and
charming manner made her much sought
after by the young men of North Haven.
She chose to bestow her sweetest smiles
on Julius Button, whole souled hardy
young sailor, and all those who sought
Sofas hand felt pang Of envy when
Julius led her to the altar.
The young couple settled down to the
humdrum life Of the small village in
which both had been born and reared.
For time they were as happy as ever
two young people who seemed made for
each other could be.
Julius had accumulated q snug sum
of money and was disposed to take life
easily. The apple Of his eye was his
wife. Next in his affection was his
violin, and with those two for company
he was content to spend his evenings at
home.
Although her husband played very
well, Sofia cared nothing for music and
detested a violin above all things For
a while she said nothing. Then she
would leave julius and his violin and
would run over to one of the neighbor's
to spend the evening. 1t dawned upon
Julius that the strains he drew from his
violin were not appreciated by his wife.
Then Sofia began to show that beneath
a sweet exterior there lay smoldering a
fiery temper that when once let loose
was simply ungovernable, and violent
outbursts on her part became more and
more frequent
Julius bore it all uncomplainingly, for
he loved his wife dearly. His was gen.
tie nature that never held malice and he
knew Sofia loved him, SO he was patient
But all things must end some time, and
his patience was no exception to the
rule.
ANGER THAT CAUSED SORROW.
One afternoon Julius went home and
picked up his violin. He had drawn the
bow but few times before Sofia ex-
claimed, II wish you would stop that
noise"
julius paid no heed to the request
which had been made in such manda-
tory tone. Sofia became angrier as her
husband continued playing, and at last
shouted, Julius, want you to stop that
noise" But Julius only smiled and kept
on playing. Sofia grew livid with rage,
and seizing pan of water threw it into
julius face.
Then her husband put away his violin
and left the house. In the evening he
came back and began packing up his
clothing. Sofia had recovered from her
paroxysm of anger and was willing to be
forgiven, but did not ask it. Her wom-
ans curiosity could not be restrained,
however, and she tremblingly asked
what it all meant.
The only reply her husband vouchsafed
was that he had shipped on vessel
bound for Virginia after load of oysters.
Days and weeks and months passed and
the absent husband was not heard from
and Sofia went to live with her hus-
bands parents.
One day thirty-fve years later the elder
Button read of the arrival in New York
of the United States brig Bainbridge,
Captain Julius Button. He said nothingof
the great hope that had sprung up in his
breast, but hastened to New York, only
to find that the brig had sailed few
hours before. But his journey was not
altogether fruitless, for he learned that
the captain of the Bainbridge was his
own son. 1t lifted heavy load from
the old mans heart, although he felt
keenly his disappointment at not seeing
his son, who had for many years been
mourned as dead.
FORTY YEARS LATER.
Sadly the old man returned to his
home in North Haven. From that time
he became close reader of the news
papers and at last, four years later, his
vigilance was rewarded. He read: 1.-THE
United States brig Bainbridge, Captain
Button, is expected to arrive at the
Brooklyn navy yard tomorrow" Once
more the old man journeyed to the
metropolis. He found the brig with diff
ficulty and was ushered into the cabin
to await the captain, who was on shore.
Captain Button looked curiously at
the gray haired old man whom he had
been told wished to see him, but did not
recognize him. Nor did the father rec
ognize his son. Slowly the old man told
his errand.
81 am Captain Button, sir" responded
the captain.
"Don't you know me, Julius? am
your father"
1t was very affecting meeting, and
when it was brought to close the father
asked tremulously, Julius, what shall
tell mother?'
Captain Button hesitated for a mo-
ment, then, without replying to the ques-
ton, he asked, "Where is SofiaS"
'sShe still lives with u.s."
"Then you may tell mother that may
come to North Haven when / come back
from my next voyage"
An hour later Button, Sr., was on his
way home, and Button, Jr., was on a
voyage to China. When he returned two
years later he learned that his father and
mother were dead. Sofia still occupies
the old homestead, but Captain Button
has never seen her since they parted
New York Herald.
A Floral Curiosity.