Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1892-08-20

her conduct as a woman's acceptance of
q mans advances.
Already he was showing her that he
recognized no barrier between them, nor
any reason why he should not come to her
| as man comes to the woman he loves.
Nor did she wish to set up barriers in
his case, highly as she regarded them
generally. He had lifted himself above
his class-more, had elevated his class
itself by the strength of his manhood,
the worth of his endeavors. In him were
still havors of the parent stock, and they
| were disagreeable to her, but she was
| not weak and narrow minded enough to
| think that because nature and circum-
| stance had finished her class little
more finely than his, therefore she had a
right to exalt herself and abase him.
What she desired was no acknowledge
ment of superiority, but to be unloved.
She did not care for him, nor for any
| thing he had, and as she was not the
kind of woman that Graves promiscuous
| incense burning she objected strongly
to his caring for her. 1t put her at a
disadvantage. She was receiving some
| thing she did not want and could not
| reciprocate and as yet had no way of
| Kidding herself of, for Anthony had not
spoken and appeared in no hurry to
| speak, although there was no disguise
| of his intentions. She tried to make him
understand how very distasteful he was
to her in the quiet incisive ways a we'll
bred woman always has at command,
but she might as well have saved herself
the trouble. Ned's lack of perceptive-
ness was great, and his knowledge of
women-to say nothing of ladies-so
small that it would have required a
powerful lens to enable one to analyze
and describe it, and of sensibility he had
not one grain.
When little Ran rushed in for the sec
ond time within one month and raptur-
ously told his mother of great basket
of provisions which had been sent to her
old pensioners by Mr.. Anthonys orders,
| Mary felt as though she would go dis
tracted. If he had liked the poor old
people, or felt a human, or even phil
anthropic interest in them, Mary could
have reconciled herself to both his bounty
and old Aunt Kitty's senile pleasure in
it. But he made no secret of his dislike
of negroes, and she knew still consid-
cred her the victim of cunning imposi-
ton and thought that her pensioners
|
initiation of humiliations! he was not
doing it for sweet charity's sake nor en-
tirely for loves sake-although he
wished to please her too-but rather be-
cuse he was ''better able to stand being
gouged than she was"
When she had thanked him after the
first donation very prettily in her old
servants names, and said that they ap-
preciated his kindness, he had laughed
right out and replied at once:
''No, they don't. They like the things,
not me. Bless your soul, Mrs. Beverley,
that old niger hates me worse than a
rattlesnake. He'll eat my flour and
bacon, though, and my coffee will go
down all right, even if he curses me be-
tween swallows. l don't blame him;
the things taste good, and you ought not
to have the whole burden on you. You
won't let the county help, you know, so
I'll stand in the county's place. don't
mind it, assure you"
Mrs. Beverley did; she minded it hor-
ribly, and would fain have had old
Patrick reject the aid thus given. She
| found him quite content, however; the
provisions had been sent by another
negro, and there had been some excite
ment and Importance IN unpacklng and
inspecting the things, and some vain
glorious enjoyment in the distribution
of bounty in their turn to other negroes
less fortunate; there had been no I'M
pleasant contact with the donor, and old
age, like childhood, forgets easily. Mary
forbore to disturb the old mans peace
of mind, or to reawaken a grudge that
apparently was laid to rest.
But she felt that she had IL fine, stall
wart grudge of her own, and that it was
capable of growing. Both his consider
alton for her and his method of showing
it annoyed her ineXpressibly.
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