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II pity that woman"
"Pity her?y'
eyes, with all my heart; watch them"
She was a bud of n girl wife, and ss
she sat cozily %ensconced in her light gray
macintosh, with its cape and big though
~inoffensive plaids-the picture of perfect
loneliness intrenched against the pierre
ing dampncss of the stormy night-one
might we'll marvel at the alien thought
of pity. There was the unmistakable
suggestion of an exquisitcly rounded and
graceful figure.
Her eyes were of a deep blue, shaded
by dark brows and lashes, and the wavy
strands of hair, a shade fainter and more
dull than golden, We're pressed about tire
shell-like ears by IL light veil. which also
seemed to hold tho pretty Lille bonne.
firmly i'll place. The face was refined
beautiful and moro lovlblc .han into
lectual in its outlines: che colarleNion
was fair but colorlcss-tho uni,n peaeh-
able evidence Of an haEitual and har.s-
lessly mild dissipation.
They had been 10 the opera. He sat
stiffiy and uncomfort:tbiy by her side
He was tall and lank and angular, and
as he unfastcncd the two top buttons OF
his black overcoat there was shown tho
immaculate front OF evening dress. His
silk hat leaned, perhaps involuntarily, n
little to one side and his little dark eyes
increased the impression of a self con-
scious uneasiness. A thin, dark beard,
which evidently wasn't on speaking
terms with the mouth. had also detied
successfully any artistic intimacy with
the BARRIERS shears, and a hectic flush
heightened the cheeks.
He occupied only the forward part of
his seat, while she cuddled back us far
as possible and inclined slightly toward
the vacancy behind him. 1t is needless
to add that they We're going to their
homo in Brooklyn.
BRAVE LITTLE WOMAN.
She evidently enjoyed the opera at
least, and was anxious to dwell with
him upon the scenes which pleased hex.
most. Her mood also was u friendly
critical N He seemed to have a
chronic gr1ldge against himself and
everybody else who presumed to inter
rupt his profound communion with his
thoughts.
She sat 81 few moments in silence, ti.en
looked up into his face with childish
| Confidence and said something in a loud
voice.
His features relaxed, the crease be-
tween his thin brows deercncd and his
face was peiulant and fretful as he roll
ed his eyes toward her, more to lot her
understand he was about to address her
than to look into hers.
I'D like to know what you know
about it, anyway.
She drew back q little in silence ut his
rough retort, but presently sho forgot
her chagrin and said something to him
again.
"Well, you're q nice person to criticise
anything like that, aren't you? Haven't
you got any sense at all?"
The little woman blushed, her G
dropped, the faint smile of interest
faded from her face and she sank back
again to hide her embarrassment.
A CHRONIC NATURE.
But hers evidently was one of those
0AAsAy wynn compartments WHICH, SOOl
forget a wrong, especially when pcrpe-
tratcd by a loved one, and it was not
long before her c%ountenance was again
se.enely tranquil, and her happy eyes
told of the pleasant thoughts which
We're fitting through her mind. Soon
she looked up again and spoke to him.
eyes, that's just about like you," he
calculated sarcastically. "Why don't
you wait till you know something of
what you are talking about before You
begin to criticise?: What do you sup
pose people go to hear it for, anyway:
DO you think every ones a fool but
your
And the man ratified on with his llarsl,
reprimands, seeming to take a supreme
delight i'll verbally clastising the sweet,
shrinking little innocent ut his side for
presuming to exist or endeavoring to
make the evening pleasant for him with
her inotfcnsive prattle. As she sllrank
further and further back in her seat 1;
paleness drove the bushes from her
cheeks, and she had not recovered her
courage to speak again when the train
stopped at the City Fall staff IN, and
they hurried across to the bridge cars.
He is the same, probably, in every
thing. His is a nature which does nj
change. They are young. ai.l evilen.l..
have not been married more u IN - yea.
or two.
How long will she endure III
And at the crisis, which Of tlle tv.o
dark crossroads will she tal,e!
YES. indeed: pity that WOMEN"
New York World.