The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1892-06-22

A simple remark a child might have
made, but her evident innocence dis
armed him. She was no woman to. be
beguiled by pretty speeches, and his
plan to be entertaining TO this gnileless
creature came to naught- for the time.
She waited quietly on him each morning,
speaking no word unless pressed.
'sShe is not fool, but she seems to
have no soul" was his mental calcula-
ton Iai63 snl
The summer waned.
Why did Lucille's step lag, and why
had her pink face lost its bloemi He
was to go away? Yes, it had come to
this-that this man with red brown hair
and the. beautiful voice. brown eyes,
suave manners and polished address
this man had Weakened the marble Ca.
latea into life. g III I'D
He was no artist, but be had the soul
of one. He was only q young city
broker out for summer holiday, but
be had looked deeply into the soul Of
this little family He SAW tho husband
was harsh, cool, Indifferent ana unap-
preciative, and the wife stnltified by, d
monotonous round Of soul narrowing
household duties.
The day Of the parting came. He
held her hands close. s'Goodby, Mrs.
Hardy, I'll be back next summer"
She hung her head like q shy school
girl, but it was not shyness; it was the
sickness Of despair that bent her neck,
but ahe spplxe no word. Careless man of
the world that he was, her detection
moved him.
If ever 4cap serve you-eif you ever
need aid hppeafto me. AS
She wrenched her hands free.
st ia hardly probable that Lucille
Hardy will need your aid. Go-and
goodby." i,lsi5
Proud TO the last, and yet / could
have sworn she had grown to like me. =
Ali thank God for that woman's
pride that enables her to hide so much
and to set the world ct defiancei
Lucille crept up to her room and lay
on the lounge for hours, but she uttered
no;sigh and made no moan, only looked
out Of the window with wide open, tear
less eyes.
Surely he did not read my secret
surely he did not 60 away believing that
| love himf And yet 7 do, oh, dol and
God knows how am to live all my days
swithout seeing him.
Il q Her husband never dreamed Of the
bsleepless nights and fearless agony she
spent by his side while he slept the sleep
| Of the just. For months she went about
/ pale and thin, but her hours of thinking
'were developing her. She was begin
ming to be less afraid OF her husband.
| One day she said:
John, | must have some books to
| read" ny
ssswhygp he asked laconically.
because wish thein," she answered
firmly g
"Do you have time to readY he asked
severely.
~ shall make tirne.e
He was astonished, but the books were
procured.
II mnst read and study that may
4 become companion for him." she
| thought. But the summer came and
went and Mr.. Bellairs came not.
| At the end of two years she said,
"John, shall get piano.
| He was astonished again. Lucille,
you are becoming extrayaRant. You
know very well am not rich man."
II realize that quite wen. Neverthe-
less / have helped you to accumulate
what riches you possess, and am just as
much entitled to q piano for my amuse-
ment as you are TO costly machinery
that will lessen your labor"
| Was this logician the gentle, submis-
sive and accomplishing wife of two
years ago9
But the piano came and Lucille re-
newed her mnsie, learned in her gizl-
hood, - ~ q, -. -
The fourth sumraerSJohn told her that
Mr.. Bellairs wished to return, for he
had unconsciously to himself begun TO
consult his wife in all things.
''In that case must have servant.
do not care to become q dining room
maid for city gentleman
| So Mr.. Bellairs, jaded and wearied,
came to this peaceful home once more.
"Perhaps shall find nepenthe here,''
he told himself, remembering with sat
isfaction the i'll concealed grief of Lu-
cille at their parting four years ago.
But the'winsone faced girl had vanished,
and In her place was q stately woman
as well dressed as any in his own circle
and as quietly refined
When he came down to breakfast q
chubby country girl waited on him, and
at night, his hostess entertained him
| with good music and charming CONVEX.
sation. i've half mind to fall in love
with her now, he said, as he went tc
bed. -
'sThank God the scales have fallen
i from my eyes," she said. "for know
| that shall never meet that godlike
man who is my ideal and / shall In time
even become contented with that which
| Ihave. II Is so Rad to know that all
our love, all our despair. all our suffer.
ings mustsend thus. That happiness Ia
| a chimera and content only found in
ministering to others. Lean be content
4 now TO be Johns cook.
But she laid her fair face ON hel
dimpled arm, and looked sadly into the
sad violet eyes that peered at her from
the glass before her.
Remuneration and resignation are pos
4 able only TO those who have outgrown
| the beautiful dreams Of youth, and nm
| sel6shness is bearable only to those who
no longer care for themselves. Literary
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