Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1891-03-28

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:'wHAT," SHE oUERED, ''YoU ADMIRE A
CHURCH,"
with their wives though as opposite
from one another in creed as pole from
pole"
''Creed?" she returned, with a sullen
hardness. 81 did not know that you
had any creed whateverl''
He laughed propitiatingly. "Well,
haven't, in your sense. But, come
now, you've the best of one; you've
got the children to bring up in your
own faithI letyou doit. Idon't try
to make the little chaps agnostics.
That's concession surely. Why, look
at our neighbors, the Mosqueras. He's
a Spanish Catholic; she's an English
Episcopalian. Yet he forces her to
bring up thei, two girls and three boys
with a tremendous respect for mass,
confession, and all the Roman canons.
Am not right?"
''Oh, quite right
"And are they not a couple who get
on charmingly together? You must
grant that they do
81 grant it." acceded Georgina, though
tartly, and with the tips of her lips;
''But you forget one point: Lydia Mos
guerra married her husband, English
woman and Church-of-E England woman
though she was, with full understand
ing of his true tenets. Senior Mosquera
never deceived her before MARRIAGE"
Georgina pronounced those last two
words with most telling emphasis.
Maynard dropped his head a little,
and they walked along in silence for
several seconds, till at last he said, soft
~ and almost despairingly, while the
sweet breeze rustled the naples and
those monstrous argosies of white
cloud which Turner and Constable
painted in such perfection rolled over
head through the lucid azure:
81 understand you. You mean never
to forgive
Those words were at once challenge
and resignation. From that day May
nard finally understood the infexible
posture of his wife. He attempted no
further expostulation. He devoted him
self still more zealously to his scientific
studies in the chamber which he had al
ready filed with phials of chemicals,
with electric batteries, with anatomi-
cal charts, with a hundred aids for his
Eager daily pursuits.
These his wife had soon got to loathe.
They represented what she held to be
the horrid materialism of his mind. For
good while she affected to ignore them
wholly, but at length Cbeing spurred,
perhaps, by his evident pleased ABSORB
tion) she volunteered certain querulous
comments.
sit really seems too bad" she said one
day, shat we should be living in this
cramped fashion. Our income is 80
small, you know, Egbert. And If you
only would do something we might all
four of US be much more comfortable. 81
If he would only do somethingl He
tried not to let the least hint of self-be.
!. trayal creep into his face. 81 suppose,
, then, you think me the most idle sort
of fellow" he said.
"You certainly don't appear to do any
real work." she retorted, bristling 9
little as though she scented covert rude
T ness. "You potter there among you
Ieyden jars and your bad-smellina
drugs, but nothing comes Of it,
Nothing, eh2'' he muttered, a
!. though he spoke more than half to him
> self. "Surely no money comes. AND
we may not need money though W.
, | want it."
81 see, I see," he said, with his eyes
. downcast, and his beard caught rumina-
I lively in one hand.
If he had still cared for her as h.
q did in the old days, or If he had no
!. felt certain Of the disgust and sorrow
j his irreligion had reused in her, h
! might at once have addressed her in {
. way both confessional and exultant, bu-
q as it was, his lips remained sealed. Thi
' project Of his, which had now grown /:
e dominant passion with him, she woult
a hear of without sign Of graciousnes
or sympathy. Oh, yes, beyond a doub
t And yet, bordering the matter 70
+ several days, he finally resolved tina
- he would tell her all. To do so nigh
q put a spoke, as 1t were, In their matri
a monial wheels, which now SCENE,
Q slipping down some sort Of risky slant
Q he hardly knew what. On the othe
r hand, he dreaded her almost scofan,
+ ridicule, mixed with that accusativ
o melancholy to which he had now grow
II drearily used. But, all in all, he de
II cided it was best to tell her. The fade
colors of his pristine love might revive
d by this means, below the tender stres
% Of some new congenial warmth.
n He made his discrimination, and chos
W q certain hour for their fateful talk.
r was now the end If June, and that per