Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1894-08-02

yawning over "Calignani" in the read
ing-roOm, Constances life came iaI
nearer happiness than she had ever
dared to hope Ii would come, after her
! perjury at Gods altar two years ago
Many time, while she was LEADING
here butterfly life in the Aower-garden
! Of fashion, making dissipation stand
for pleasure, she had told herself In
some gloomy hour Of reaction, that no
| good ever could come Of her marriage.
that there was curse upon it, q right.
] eous God anathema a. al 1st falsehoOd
And then her baby had come, and she
had shed her first happy Tears over the
sweet small face, the blue eyes looking
up at her full Of vague wonder, and she
had thanked Heaven for this new
bliss, and believed her sin forgiven.
After that time Gilbert had changed
for the worse, and there had beep
many u polite passage at arms between
husband and wife, and these encoun-
teis. however courteOusly performed,
are apt TO leave ugly scars.
But now, FAR away from all her friv-
olous acquaintance, free from the all
engrossing duties Of fine lady's exist.
ence, she put all evil thoughts out Of
her mind, Gilbert among them, and
abandoned herself wholly TO the de-
light OF the pine forest aud baby. She
was very gracious to Gilbert when he
chose to spend an hour or two at home
or to drive with her in the pretty lit
tie pony carriage in which she ma le
most of her explorations; but she made
no complaint, she expressed no curios-
ity as to the manner in which he
amused himself or the company he
kept at Badea-Baden, and though that
center of gayety was only four miles
off, she never expressed wish TO shale
in its amusements.
Gilbert was not an agreeable com
pgnion at this time. That deep and
suppressed resentment against his
wife, like rancorous lagos jealousy,
did "gnaw him inward, and although
his old passionate love still remained,
it was curiously interviewer with
hatred.
Once when husband and wife were
seated opposite each other in the Sep
TENDER twilight after one of their rare
tete-a-tete dinners, Constance looked
up suddenly and caught Gilberts
brooding eyes fixed on her face with an
expression which made her SILVER.
"If you look at me like that, Gilbert,
she said, with nervous laugh, II shall
be afraid to drink this glass of Marco
Drummer you've just poured out for me
There might be poison in it, | hope
I've done nothing to de erve such an
angry look. Othello must have looked
something like that, should think
when he asked Desdemona for the
strawberry-spotted handkerchief"
why did you marry ne, Con.
stance" asked Sinclair, ignoring his
wife's speech.
There was something almost piteous
in this question, wrung from man
who loved honestly, according to his
lights, and whose love was turned to
rancor by the knowledge that it had
won no return.
What question after two years o
married life. Why did l marry you?
Because you wished me to marry YOU
and because believed you would make
me a good husband, Gilbert; and be-
cause | had firmly resolved to make
you good wife"
She said this earnestly, looking at
him through unshed tears, Since her
own life had become so much happier,
since her baby caresse5 had awakened
all the dormant tenderness in her ma
ture, she had felt more anxious to be
on good terms with her husband. She
would have taken much trouble, made
some sacrifice of her womanly pride, to
win him back to that amiable state of
mind she remembered in their honey
moon.
tive promised to meet Wyatt at the
Kursaal this evening"" said Sinclair,
looking at his watch as he rose from
the table, and without the slightest
notice Of his wife's reply.
Us Mr.. Wyatt at Baden?"
Yes; he has come over for little
amusement at the table -deuced lucky
dog-always contrives to leave off a
winner, One of these cool-headed
fellows who know the turn of the tide.
You've no objection to his being there,
l suppose?"
81 wish you and he were not such
fast friends, Gilbert. Mr.. Wyatt is no
favorite of NINE"
TO BE CoNTINUED.i