Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1894-12-27

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I 10 lnonogamy, the better for himself.
This" she Said, touching her breast,
this Is as nothing to that other.
:, Men might fall down before her and
call her blessed; they fall down before
1 me; sure enough, but they don't cil
!, ME blessed quite the ,contrary.-eyen
Humphrey can't 90 the length Of that
hut. fancy Lin before that other! |
| wish ! had never looked at her, L shall
I get to hate her yet, she confuses me,
/ she complexities matters in the most
! annoying way. Pah. I nerer intend
cd to SlisSect her today, why can't i
Keep to myself. me Who rbnl5ngs Body
and soul souli'..
/ She looked down on herself with
4 curling lips. SOUL Well any souB |
have and all my body belongs to Hum
4 plrey Strange, as sure as any horse
in his stable does; And he calls this
thing wife and loves it, loves it, bless
| you. and in most astonishing way.
| Then the wife, She honors Humphrey
Strange, she obeys' him, | have never
! gone contrary, 10, him in one solitary
thing and never win that is vulgar.
But as for love! Il don't love the man;
I see every good point in him; he doni-
hates me ia 4 way that is simply hor.
rible; but 2ove him! Why, every day
1t seems less possible to do ii, yet it
seems that ones first and paramount
! duty in this amazing contract is to
| love-and now / have got to face this
| duty. How, | WONDERLAND l to. set
diligently to fall in love with this hus
band Of mine, and how? And howT
she cried with a short hard laugh.
Then she stopped thinking, and
looked out on the whitened earth and
| the sheep huddled together still closer
under a. sudden sharp side blast, that
whisked round their shelter and set
the branches above them signing and
moaning
The sun had sunk further into the
west and had carried its glow away
and the snow had lost its glitter
Gwen shiyered.
1T chokes one, to think OF it, she
! said Pulling her hands out of Aer
muff, and taking off her hat, !, She
turned her face to the blast. and let
it beat her at its savage will.
"Oh, my hair-how heavy it ISL she
muttered, and began pulling out the
hairpins until the whole heavy mass
fell about her and was caught by the
wind, which shrieked with delight at
its prize. "Ah. that's better Well
now, this duty, After all, it's only
sheer justice. | must, must face IL!
II only an earthquake would come
Humphrey MORALLY wounded, or If
into our lives, If | were dying or
some catastrophe could fall on us, in
the general shock and upheayal some
thing might snap in me, some undis-
covered spring might burst up and
might feel as duty demands! But In
this everyday existence, in this fiat
country, among the tiatter squires and
squiresses, nothing ever happens. no
one dies no one gets mortal wound,
there is never sign of an earthquake
of any description and yet this duty
stands out as clear and as aggressive
as ever
A strand of her long hair got caught
in nail in the fence, she fingered over
the disentangling of ii, then she turned
to Bran and had little talk with
him, but the patient love in his eyes
vexed her.
Cor she said. giving him a little
shove with her foot, Ego! You look
like that other woman, oh, this duty,
this duty, Well, l will make one soil
tary conscientious try at it, l viii be-
gin this very dayr'
She drew long breath
Touches and caresses and things of
that sort bring thrills and shakes and
tremhles and Pushes, every female
novelist assures one of that fact. Well,
| must practice touches and such, and
hope for results; also, must not let
myself shiver and feel sick when l in
my turn get them bestowed upon me.
wish to goodness had thought OF all
this before it would have been far
easier to have begun right from the
first"
She suddenly hid her face in her
muff.
"How awful that was, how awful!
ah!-gr-"
She began TO drum her feet with
some slight violence on the lower rail
OF the fence and she beat her hands
together-"to keep them warm" she
assured herself.
THAT picture person must be put
down and this, this" she whispered,
taking her face with sudden soft
pathos between her hands, "thls must
be brought forward, made inevitable,
so to speak; then, then, perhaps, with
time and custom the other will be
allowed to rest, and-rot! she cried
sharply, lifting her face and turning
1t again to the blast. ugh! how vul-
gar am, that painted creature de-
moralizes me altogether! All, there
comes Humphrey, walking and leading
his horse, will call him and launch
out on my duty. Look at him, It's a
wonder can say, NO. to that pulses