St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-01-26
A TOO DEVOTED HUSBAND.
Tit Bit Prize Story.

Iil-Dlt tTlZe story.
Yes" said Mrs. Cameron, 81 like
him we'll enough. l suppose"
Mrs. Cameron was just nineteen, a
BRIDE of six months, and a lovely hazel
eyed brunette. She had everything that
heart could desire. and, consequently,
wasn't exactly pleased with anything.
Like him well enough repeated
Anna Clarke, who, having just grad
Uated from school. thought that young
wife, vino had welded the man she
loved, ought 10 be extremely hap Ply.
ION. Nina. how coldly you speakw
"Well, can't help it," said Mrs.
Cameron, letting her head fall languidly
back on the rose satin putfingS of the
easy chair on which she sat. zone gets
tired of cake and champagne all the
time. Sometimes | think L should be
happier if Clarence didn't worship me
quite so devotedly."
"Oh, Minar'
Its a bore, you know" said the
young wife, contidentially. 1T would
be relief if he would tiEd fault occa-
sonally. He's too good! Now, Sophia
Markham is actually afraid of her huS
banda great, handsome siX-fo0ter OF
fellow, with lovely black silk beard
charming to be little afraid of ones
husband! When you are about to get
married, don't marry Il man that is 'su
gar ana spice and all that's nice;' it's
much too lnSipid."
AS it happened, Mrs. Camer0n's ele-
giant parIOra were separated from her
boudor 10y p0rtiereS.
Mr.. Cameron, reading his paper, sat
On the other side Of tine drapSrleS, and
heard this cOnversation-an eaVesdrOp
per in spite of himself
"Ill see that the fault is corrected, he
said to himself, with grim smile.
Aud he went Oft TO business without
the usual "good-by kiss i'll which he
generally INDUCED.
Mrs. Cameron went out shopping in
the afternoon, and was detained little,
but it did not worry her in the least.
Pm 4 little late, Pm afraid" she
said, us she entered the dining room,
where MIR. G. was pacing up and down
like the proverbial "caged lion" Of 10.
nance.
Late, madame! | should say you
were?" retorted her husband. in a tone
which fairly made Mrs. Cameron start.
ITS haIf-past six, if it's second. But
suppose you think my time is of no
value!"
"Clarencer'
"I've borne this long enough" went
on the indignant husband. And | give
you fair notice that shall bear it no
longer. janet" to the girl, bring In
the dinner at once, and tomorrow let 1t
be served at q. punctually. whether
your mistress is here or not"
Eyes, sir" said Jane, and she diSap-
peared grinning. into the kitchen.
Mrs. Cameron sat down, crimson to
the very roots of her hair.
"Clarence." she said. with difficulty
controlling Der voice. us it necessary
to thus insult me before the servants?'
Eyes, madam. it Is. If a wife doesn't
comprehend her duty it is high time she
should be made to do SO. III trouble
you for a cup Of coffee"
Mrs. Cameron was mortified, stunned
-daZed. She was entirely unused to
this style OF domestic reproOf. Almost
before the deSsert-with which Mr.. Z.
found plenty OF fault, intiinating that
it would be better if his wife remained
at home to attend to household matters
a little more, instead of gadding abroad
the whole the time - the door bell
sounded.
It's dear mamma and Aunt Lizzie
come to spend the evening"" said Nina,
jumping up. -G sr.5.1
"Gonfound 'em alln' roared Mr.. Cam
eron. smiling the table with his fist,
"can't have quiet evening once i'll
while?'
IL told them you would take us all
to the theater tonight" hesitated Nina,
the color coming and going changetully
on her face.
"lndeed! May ask, madam, who au-
thOriZed you 10 make that statement
crisply queried her husband. Am l
mere puppet in your hands, and am L
supposed to have no will or desire OF my
own?"
But you will 90, won't you, Clar-
euce?" faltered poor Nina.
NO. madam, L will not" SAID Mi.
Cameron, rising and looking around for
his hat. Il propose to spend the even
ing quietly at the club"
And he bolted out of the room, nearly
falling over his mother-in-law IN the
passage, and muttering to himself:
by Jove! If I'd stayed another min
ute those tears would have conquered
me. Poor little Minaw
1t was past 70 before he returned.
Never, in all the experience OF their
married life had he been so late before.
Sitting up, eh?' said he, savagely
Nov, Mrs. Cameron, mean to put an
end, once for all, to tins sort OF thing"
Il was SO anxious about you, Clar-
ence," pleaded poor Nina.
Anxious" sneeriugly repeated he.
"Do you suppose j. Markham allows
his wife to sit up for nim?"
'Oh, Clarence, | wouldn't have you
like J. Markham for the world" eX-
claimed Nina, bursting into tears.
"Wouldn't you 2" said he, the FAINT
est suspicion of a smile glimmering IN
der the ends of his mustache. Nov,
thought it would be charming to be a
little afraid OF ones husband, and you
know sugar and spice and all that's
nice grows inSipld."
Mrs. Cameron Sprang TO her feet.
did you hear what | said this morn
ing?
Il did, Mrs. Cameron, and thought
l would shape my conduct to suit your
taste."
don't do it any more. Clary." she
said, with a quivering lip, and her
bright eyes lifted wisttully to his face.
II don't like it. 1t isn't nice to be
afraid of ones husband"
"JnSt as you please" said her hus-
band. laughing. Il only wanted to
adapt myself to your wishes, Nina"