Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1892-02-13
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dened from weeping amid the illumina-
tions of a ball, is, to say the least, to have
badly chosen ones moment
Emile. | am tired of struggling to be
loved All! am indolentl long to be
adored without my having to make an ef-
fort to keep and perpetuate that love.
Seated on a tete.a-tete s)fa anguid and
with half-closed eyes, her face in the
changing shadows of her fan Jeanne d En-
trail had a disillusioned attitude, and from
her lips came soft murmur of tired
words
MY dear" replied Madame Tifaine,
you are frightfully exacting Your hus-
band finds you charming and shows it at
each instant. He endures your caprices,
shows touching fidelity and yet you com
plain OF what do you complaint"
"My husband? He is the most lucon-
sistent man in the world.
"Who will you make believe that %
1T makes no difference to me whether
it is believed or otT'
"He deceives you?'
Yes
"He has mistresses?'
"lnnumerable,
'And you know Them
Better than he knows them himself
Jeanne, you are making fun of me
Emile, before a week has gone by you
will have seen them all. y
But, then, that man is detestable
creature. " exclaimed Madame Tifaine.
mo. said Jeanne Il Entral with a sub
tie smile, "be is simply man."
She rose and pa sed amid the brilliant
assembage, her shoulders bare and white
in the dazzling light which set sparkling
her Jewels of diamonds and pearls, in a
costume whose richness and exquisite tint
royalty enhanced her beauty. As she
passed, she was followed by a long muT-
muir of caressing, deferential admiration,
and when she danced, she seemed to carry
away in the circle described by her trail
ing robe the dust of all the passions awak
ened around her.
An hour later, Nine. Emile Titaine
met her, ensconced in corner of the hot
house, her eyes beaming with tenderness
beneath the gaze of the Count d Entral,
who passionately kissed her hands.
"Well, - thought Nine. Tifaine. for
a man who mas so many mlstresses, ne
makes love well 10 his wife.
A few days after this evening, Jeanne
d Entral drew rein, mounted on her chest
nut thoroughbred, to give a word of greet
ing to her friend Emile, who was driving
To the Bots. The Count 1'Entral accom-
panied his wife, correct and calm. Emile
could not help showing her astonishment
at seeing Jeanne so majestically at ease on
spirited animal for she knew the in
stinctlve fear her friend had for horses.
She did not all above all, to remark with
what elegance her habit was adjusted.
Then they separated.
But ten minutes later, as her carriage
traversed a shady road, where the branches
of the trees met overhead, Nine Tifaine
perceived through the shrubbery, in a
ioo;-patb, Count d'Entral, who riding
near Jeanne, had lovingly thrown his
arms about her waist.
Decidedly thought she Jeanne is
grossly mistaken OF Monsieur lie Comte d
Entral, is a prime hyoocrite.
my friend you promised to show me
your husband mistresses. You seem in
no hurry to redeem your promise At
least name them 10 M. DO ] know
fhemy'
Perhaps not at an, replied Jeanne
TO Llll- new fLtht-ta A'A'llH d. a. Al hNAetL
they are many, added she. .miingly
You seem to take the matter very
gaiyG'
There are days when they amu-e mel
What strange little woman you are
Tnep you don Z hove your husband p
II adore him
"Aud you t0ierate--
The best way to keep one husband U.s.,
after a,I to tolerate him "a, he d.
You are scudalo1sly induigeut
You have NOT yet understood ne.
"What we're you doing when ! came +r.
for you re IN curious toilet? Intercepted
Nine. Tifaine.
lyon see, exclaimed Jeanne, with q
ohild's heady Iaugh, ~ was writing up
my books -
Get me look demanded Emile, seiz
irgiu jeanne hands a copybook covered
With figures and writing. Are they
housekeeping accourtsr
eyes. said Jeanne va the beginning
Of the book; then in the middle my nus
bano expenditure aad here at the eng
especial accounts 0f the children. II Is 8li
correct.
Madame Tifaina began amiIing, as she
thought that Jeanne IN spite Of her inn
mense fortune. bored herself by such G
useless task. She studied her IN moment
10 her bo0kkeeper's get up. Jeanne had
drawn black cambria sleeves over the pale