The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1892-11-29

made her his wife and the mother
II his beautiful children7
ElinQr went on speaking low, but
clearly BIKE one under the stress of
some oVelmastering emotion.
God knows | do not wish to pain
| You, Hunter. but yet I would ike to
1 justify MYSELF They say that diving
eyes see clearly, because the DIVING
are already beyond the reach of
earthly prejudice and passion. So.
dear. WI you let me speak ont
lail,'y now what has been in my
heart Tor years7''
Go on, > he answered. in fceble
wonder at the fire and passion Of her
lovely. t0ar stained face.
mAH tell you some of my in
most thoAy AylIts, and perhaps you will
laugh at kFem, breathed the plain
tive voice. But. Hunter, believe
that God creates men and women as
soulmates for each other, but they
they do not always find each other,
and then. blindly, they wed as
! chance or fancy dictates, and dis
unlQr md lack of harmony result.
This hz4 been oul, fate, my poor hr1s-
band. We were not intended for
each other, and each has failed to
realize the others ideal
Speak of yourself, y he answered.
with unnecessary curtness; Il never
had an ideal"
''Oh, yes, you did, dear, though
perhaps you did not realize it.
Every one has an unconscious ideal,
think You had yours, Hunter,
but you did not find it in me, she
answered, in that sweet, plaintive
voice that always touched an echo
ing chord in the hearers heart.
When the honeymoon glamour was
off yoti wearied of me- Donot think
did not see it, dear, even though
my eyes were full of tears when /
found how far you fell short of my
ideal.n
What was your ideala'' he asked
sneeringly.
Although he was dying, he could
still sneer at q woman's romantic
fancies, derived, he thought, from
novels.
She sighed wearily, and answered..
1t was very simple Just a loving,
appreciative companion. Ihavesome-
where read that men and women are
created the perfect complement of
each other, fulfilling in their welded
life the qualities separately lacking
in each expected that my hus-
band and I would be much together,
SO contented in our mutual love, so
interested in the same things, so ten
derby united, that we could never
feel quite happy apart. That was my
fancy, and know was not wrong,
for have seen q few welded lovers
like that, and they We're happy
happy as had hoped TO be, as ]
might have been, only-I married
the wrong mani"
sElinorI'' he cried, in angry re-
monstrance, but she had the courage
of her convictions She would not
pause.
ut is Gods TRUTH she said. eve
are not soulmates, or we should have
found more happiness together,
dear. / cali you dear, for I love you,
Hunter, in spite of the mistake of
our marriage y
1T was no mistake, he muttered,
Will angry resentment
"You are good to say so, but you
hatter me-" Her exquisite lips curled
in spite of the dew on her long
lashes- But, Hunter, / have not
been blind, and have seen how little
you cared for my companionship,
how eagerly you sought pretexts for
leaving my side and joining your
male companions, in whose company
you took such keen delight. Busi-
ness, you always said, when com
planned of loneliness, and yet knew
that it was only subterfuge, for
you We're well to do, and lived a
life of elegant leisure.
My society was irksome to you,
and you released yourself from it all
that you could Why, wondered,
for other men always seemed to find
my company agreeable, and / could
have played the role of the married
firt if had wished. But I did not
choose, for loved you well, in spite
of your neglect But it grew worse
and worse. You ceased going out
with me at all until in very shame
I remained closely at home that the
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your indifference. Desperate with
misery reproached you, appealed to
you, and-you grew angry, called me
unreasonable and hysterical and grew
colder and more Indifferent than
ever. Then / turned for solace to my
two little ones, but could not find
the comfort that sought. grew
hopeless and bitterly resentful, but
suffered ON in silence, realizing that
/ had missed my soulmate and could
expect no joy in my life.n
! He had listened in resentful silence
to the passionate arraignment of a
tortured woman's heart Now he
cried out impatiently:
Elinor, 1 was always true to you.
4 never had a thought of another
womanln
Il know that, Hunter. Twas jeaI-
Gus of men, not women. You We're
so fond of yourown sex, you spent all
your time with them, you enjoyed
their society more than mine, and so
II was left alone, the gladness went
out of my life, grew bitter and re-
bellious. wanted to get full meas