Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1894-04-12
LOVED HIM
TOO WELL.

months.
He had married her because he had fall
en- In love with her piquant brunette beau
ty. She had married him because she liked
bim aswell as any Of her half dozen
suitors, and he was by far the best Of the
six.
He was very fond OF her still. But he
was tired of her constant companionship,
90 tired of unintermittent conjugal felicity
and constantly expressed affection that
he almost fanoied himsslf tired of her.
She, ON the other hand, had fallen In
love with her husband And this unex-
pected, burning, eager love had grown and
grown with every hour Of her wifehood.
Fred had been intensely pleased at first
when he saw the big love grow up In his
wife's heart. He had had grave misgivings
once or twice before their marriage.
He knew that Mabel had fiirted sadly
with Hylard and with other men. He had
felt IA cold, faint fear" that his prefera-
BILE bank account had had something TO do
with her preference for him.
But he had put the thought behind him
as a man imprudently will when he is In
love. Nevertheless IL had been an mex
pressible relief TO learn that Of a certainty
his wife loved him-loved him with a love
that absorbed every thought of her mind,
every pulse of her heart.
The first intoxication OF love gratifled
had passed away and left him temporarily
disinclined for further drafts Of the sweet
liquid.
Fred Duncan had become the center Of
bis brides being. She could not bear to
have him out Of her sight.
To have him In her boudoir, to sit on
his lap and train his yellow curls over her
slim brown fingers, to feed him on cream
and candied violetsl All, yes; then she
was happy.
But he had grown sick to death Of cream
and oandied violets, and IL made him al
most fancy himself sick of her.
He could endure IL no longer, and he was
going away-going to shoot with some
men In Scotland. And Mabel's heart was
broken, or she thought 1t was, which hurts
quite as much while 1t lasts
mabel dear, do be reasonable, " he said
"I'm going away for only two weeks"
If you loved me, you wouldn't go at
all"
Duncan grOaned. He was face to face
with one of the great difficulties Of man S
life-the difficulty Of teaching a woman
that the love which is her whole exist
ence" lis Of mans life but part"-of
teaching her this without hurting her.
It's only stag party, "he began. The
girl sprang on TO her feet, and her fash
ing black eyes were so beautiful that he
felt half inclined to throw over the hunt
ing party and stay with her.
"Only stag partyi" she cried. II should
hope SO. II you were going without me
to a place where there were other women,
I'd kill you"
He caught his pretty wife In his arms
He was going away In five minutes. He
could stand Bit moro lovemaking. He
almost felt inclined for 1t.
Mrs. Othello, Mrs. Othello" he whis-
pered, lifting the lovely, tear stained face
to his. MY jealous darlingl Now, for
my part, I'm as trustful as Desdemona- /
want you TO have the best possible time
while I'm away.
Accept all your invitations Spend
heaps Of money-you haven't bought a
new frock since we've been married, have
your Don't you be dull, girly, because I've
gone for a two weeks shoot at the begin
ming of the season. Go everywhere, see ev-
erything.
Pm sure Hylard will be delighted to
play escort TO you anywhere. You see, I'm
uOO JctlOus. Anu maven U lOIBOJpcu uOW
keen Hylard was to marry you"
Mabel drew back Indignantly. Then
she did what every woman does when it
comes to an issue between her and the man
she loves. She yielded-as Cleopatra yield
ed when Antony left her at the bidding Of
Caesar. She threw her arms about Dun
cans neck and kissed him.
Il hope you'll have a lovely time, Fred,
darling" she said. And, OH" with a
half controlled sob, remember every mo-
ment you're away that Mabel loves you
Mabel loves you"
Then the butler came In with the lunch
basket, which Duncan did not want, but
which Mabel had insisted upon having
prepared, and which she now insisted upon
inspecting.
She sent the servant for something she
thought was necessary to It's completeness
When he was gone, she took from her desk
a box of marrons glaces. 1t was a satin
covered box, and it was hand painted.
She pressed it into the wicker basket
and Fred, watching her, felt very vicious
How was he to get rid Of the foolish, ridic-
ulous thing before he met Stewart Mo
MILAN at Eustoni
Duncan staid in Scotland three weeks
instead of two Then a great sudden long
ing to see his wife caused him to catch the
train for Inndnn