Marshall County independent. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1894-1895, 1894-11-16
A COMPLICATED CASE.

everybody respected Sne ndu dn OI-
tiOnS and ideas. after which she was
perpetually striving in the tread-mlll
methods of a struggle for daily exis-
tence She had possibly some dreams
of love. but there was always dis
NAL awakening until she had come to
look upon her circumscribed area Of
life as the only amping-ground fate
was willing she should have. so she
made herself comfortable with the
material at hand. and tried to think
herself happy when her four walls
were the bOundrieS of her world.
Contentment came, if not happiness,
and then the disturbing element OF
love entered into heI domain and
took possession. She was continually
meeting man upon the stairs OF the
boarding house. He was lonely
siugle man of gentlemanly appear
ance. but 10 the eye of the initiated
he bore the unmisra able signs Of dis
sipation Mis- Lonsdale, the little
dreSSmakeT, was not initiated. She
believed him to be suffering from ILL
health, the result of dependency,
loved him. His name was Maurice
Dunbar, and he told her that his
family had disowned him because he
was poor. This seemed perfectly nat
ural to Miss Lonsdale. for she herself
looked on poverty as a disease or
ime, and ssunped contact with the
more fortunate of her fellow beings.
ia6 nd
found that with d conjugal compile
ment she was a complete failure. She
had used her burial fund as mar
rage dOwry, and while it lasted they
lived on the rat of the land She
found her husband had extravaganza
tastes, and she gratified him with all
she had, and when it was gone, went
back to her dressmaking. She no
longer chatted and beguIled the time
Of her fashionable people with quaint
reminders of other customers. They
grew tired of her and took their Gus
tom elsewhere When she could no
longer maintain him, her husband
abused her.
II made you lady when l married
you" be SAID; my family is far above
yours" and he would pose dramati-
cally like an injured lord.
IL have no family" she would an
swer in d tear-choked voice. except
you, Be good to me, Maurice, and l
will do anything for you. You need
not lift finger; only be good to NE. +"
The disposition OF man TO whom
&c g oil III,
brutalized beyond redemption. He
went from bad to worse. gambled,
drank. and ended by beating his wife
and turning her out of doors Mrs.
Dunbar went to the house of one
whom she had befriended to ask
shelter for the night. 1t was de-
clined on the ground that there was
no vacant room. She would have
taken her friend in and sat up all
night that she might rest we'll.
There was one other family, but on
the steps of their house her heart
failed her, and she turned away
and went back to her own
rooms where she could not
make any impression on the man in
a drunken sleep within. Then she
walked the streets until daylight,
when she fell senselesS and was car
ried Off in an ambulance to one of
the hospitals, where she remained
unknown and unclaimed.
She was III long time. After
that there was tedious season OF
cOnvaleScence. She sent a note to
her husband by messenger, who
brought back word that the house
was empty. She never intend d tC
60 back to him, but wanted the few
possessions she owned to make hel
comfortable. One day she was read
ing newspaper, when she saw hel
husbands name among the killed in
marine disaster There could be
no mistaking it, for it was peculial
and the description Justified heI
fears-Or shall | say hopes? For she
had suffered SO much that she could
shed no tears tor him, nor canonizt
them as some widows do their de
parted tyrantS. She was sorry for his
wasted life, his desperate death, bu,
would have felt herself insincere and
hyp0critical to mourn for his taking
OIL. She went out into the world thu
next day and began life over again
queen OF two hands.
4
Richard Lester. lawyer and poll
tician, and rising young man, al
though no longer young, sat alone II
his private Office one afternoon, wher
the door opened to his confidential
clerk, who said:
"a lady to see you sir" and at tn,
same time he laid cheap loOkin.
card upon the lawyers desk. 1t read
"Mrs Maurice Dunbar, fashiOnabl,
dressmdking, ose Terrace"
why. Claude" exclaimed Mr.
Lester, this is the party for whom
we advertised.
':Same party, SIR" responded tn
clerE, with commendable brevity.
well, this is remarkable. But b.
the way, Claude. it was a man, not
woman. we wanted What does sh,
look iike?"
"WidOw. SIR"