The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1894-09-23
Chiva1ry.

q delightful sense of the difference between
the sharp November air without and the
warmth and brightness within, but as he
stood in the little square hall aking Off
his overcoat. this comfortable feeling gave
way 10 a heart-sick shrinking of which he
was unashamed. He was a man Of peace.
and through the closed door of the sitting
room came the sound of voluble and angry
speech. The voice was that of Mrs. Apple
gate. his second wife. to whom he had been
married for two years.
Reluctantly ne pushed open the door. 1t
was a very pretty quarrel as IT stood. AT
one end of the little room. gay with light
and color, was Julie leaning on the man
tel. She wore a crimson dress a trifie low
at the throat, which set of vividly her rich,
dark beauty. Undoubtedly Julie had beauty,
and a singular gypsy-like piquancy as well.
She was kicking the white fur hearth rug
viciously now and then to punctuate her
remarks.
Dora. with her book in her lap. sat in a
low chair by the student lamp. Dora was
a slender. self-possessed girl of fifteen, in
whose cold young eyes her stepmother had
read from the first a concentrated and sill
ent disapproval which was very exasperat-
ing.
az AAAoN tAAAC thdN "NfAAAIA G'NA
set foot in this house since I've been the
mistress Of it," Julie was saying angrily.
but il I'd seen her 1t wouldn't have been
the last time. you'd better believe. 1 amt
afraid of her. May be she thinks l amt
good enough for her to call on. Lord. I'd
like to tell her what l think of her. Ii was
her business to ask for me. and il was your
business to call me, anyhow, whether she
did or not. Maybe you think / amt enough
OF a lady to answer Mrs. Buel Parry's
questions. I'd like to have you remember
I'm your fathers wifel'
Dora's head bent lower over her book in
an agony of vicarious shame. How, her Sc
we're young mind was asking itself. could
any woman bear to give herself away to
such an appalling extent? To reveal that
one had thwarted social ambitions; to admit
that one might not seem a lady-Ughi Deg
radiation could go no further.
What's the matter. Dora?' asked APP
plegate, quietly, in the lull following jules
last remark.
was going out 10 school this noon 10 ask
what sort of a servant Mary Samphill had
been. Mamma was in the kitchen teaching
the new girl how to mold bread and l an
swersd Mrs. Parry's questions. She did not
ask for any one
81 say ii was Dora's business to ask her
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Samphli. I'd Xix TO know? Was she
Dora's?"
fire and stretched his chilled fingers to the
flame.
Aren't you a little unreasonable. Julie?'
he inquired. gently. IF Mrs. Parry didn't
ask for you I don't quite see what Dora
could do but answer her questions"
Nj unreasonable? l like that. Mrs. Buel
Dora was bound 1 shouldn't see her. Dora
thinks'-sne hesitated a moment. choking
with her resentment-"she thinks l amt
considerate and keep US apart. Oh, yes.
She thinks she knows what the upper crust
wap Know II VIM wm n1 I'm MT Your raE sort f sDn'' e me lfe
John Apologize" and Julie threw back her
dark head with a gesture that was very
and Mrs. Otis and that set are company
for you. they're company for me. OF course,
you take Dora's side; you always DO l. can
MacDonald's wife l had some things / don't
have now. for all you think you're so fine;
MacD Daa M NEVER men "9 III 9oI haVe ws ssD9a civil civ df to
his wife he knew the reason why. l might
have lone better than marry yonI
might Julie stopped to catch her
breath.
do you think I can make Mrs. Parry call
on you IL she doesn't want to. Julie?"
The woman shrugged her shoulders pet
tishly- What is the good of marrying a
man who can't do anything for your she
demanded. 1T amt any more than my due
that she should call, and you know IT. she
was thick enough with your first wife And
me to be treated SO after all I've done for
you and your childreni / give you notice
I'm going to Pullman tomorrow and I'm
going to stay till I'm good and ready 10
come back. May be you'll find out who
Applegate. May be you WILL"
And with this Julie glided across the
room-she could not be ungracefui even
shutting the door with emphasis.
There was deep silence between Apple
gate and his daughter for a little while.
Why should either speak when there was
really nothing to say!
supper is on the table. father" observed
get any colder" and in silence they went
Julie Macdonald, born Dessaix, was the
daughter of a French market gardener and
of a Spanish woman, the danSeuse OF a
travelling troupe, who. when the company
was left stranded in an Indiana town, mar
ried this thrifty admirer. The latter part OF
jules childhood was passed in a convent
school. whence she emerged at nfteen, a
rabid Protestant. with manners which the
Sisters had subdued slightly, but had NOT
been able TO make gentle She learned the
milliner's trade, which she practiced until
at twenty-five she married Frazer Mac
Donald. a gigantic. red-haired. Scotch sur
veyor. This union of a deeply enamored
girl. in whose veins the Franco-Spanish
blood ran like flame, was not the failure
which at first glance it promised to be. per-
hapS because Julie stood wholeSomely IN
awe OF her husband
A few years after their marriage Mac
Donald went West, intending to establish
himself and then send for Julie. whom he
left meanwhile with her sister. now the
wife of a well-to-do mechanic living IN
Pullman His train was wrecked some
where in Arizona and the ruins took fire.
Macdonald was reported among those VIC
tins whose bodies were too badly burned
for complete Identification, and. though
Julie refused TO believe it at first, when
the long days brought no tidings she knew
In her heart that il was true.
She had a sum of money and succeeded
In establishing herself at her old trade in
one of the county towns of the INDIANA
prairie country. where she had worked and
prospered for three years before John APP
plegate asked her TO marry him.
to worship God. but distractions were not
In jules line. Responsibility was more tan
gible than righteousness, and Difference 10
the opinion of the world was an idea she
could grasp. The worship of appearances
came to be jules religion. Nothing could
be more respectable than John Apologize,
who was a hardware dealer and one OF
Belleplalne's leading merchants. and she ac-
cepted him with an almost religious en-
thusiasm. The hardware business in a rich
farming country is a good one. And then.
I'm her own very unreasonable way, Julie
was fond of Apologize.
"A little mouse OF a man. yes. she SAID
10 herself. ''Dut such a good little mouse.
I'll have my way with things. When Mac
Donald was alive he had his way Now
we'll see"
As for Applegate. having decided to re-
marry for the sake of his children he COM
mitted the not uncommon inconsistency or
choosing a woman who could never be ac-
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