The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1895-09-05


her sorrows.
ooh. it is horrible! Horrible!" the
young wife cried in tones of agony. ITO
think that 1 should have been deceived
until loved him SO desperately! Tell
me, DOCTOR" she asked a little more
calmly, what form of insanity do you
call it, and can this thing, this mat
ter of which 1 spoke, have anything
to do with his condition
DR.. Ainsworth looked sad and grave
in a minute.
Ellis father hung himself at the age
Of 49," he answered slowly, "and the
cause Of his action, I am told, was the
sudden hatred which he acquired for
his wife, your husbands mother"
Young Mrs. Raymond turned as pale
as death.
''Will my husband ever hate me, do
you think, DR.. Ainsworth, and because
of the matter on which have spoken?
No! no! it cannot be! I am no more to
blame than he, then why should bear
the brunt of his disappointment"
The old physician shook his head
dolefully.
"Men are selfish brutes,' he said
shortly, They love woman who yields
to their every caprice, who INDUCES
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! It does not matter to them that some
times higher power governs their do
nestle arrangements, and they are apt
| to blame woman for her child not
being a boy as for her having no chill
dren at all. It is an accepted fact that
men are unreasonable" he continued,
| trying to force a smile.
| "And because they are unreasonable
we women are forced to live in misery,
to have our lives robbed Of every grain
of happiness, and to cover constantly
under a storm Of reprcaches that are
as coWardly as they are unreasona Die.
The young wife'S eyes flashed angr1ly
| as she spoke for moment, love Tor
her husband was swallowed up in the
wave of justice and Self-reSpect that
Surged through her being. Then 1t
came back to her that her husband, at
least, was not altogether responsible,
for had not the doctor just said that in
sanity lurked in his blood and any
serious disappointment might force him
to commit suicide or murder.
The tears swept down her face when
she next raised her eyes to her physi-
clan.
''Tell me what to do she said meek
ly, "for I will do anything that good
\ wife should If 1t is necessary TO save
my husbands reason
DR.. AinSworth meditated a little be-
fore he replied, and even then his words
were slow and cautious.
"You say that you have noticed a
growing attachment between your hus-
band and a young married Won an In
the village Well, my advice to YOU is,
do not Illustrate it, An attachment of
that kind may be a relief to hts brain
and may be the means of restoring his
mental equilibrium and draw him back
from the fearful results which so fire.
quently accompany strong nervous ten
sions. Let them f1irt," he said kindly,
"and let them meet as often as they
like. Then he rose and took her hand,
while he added in tones of tender SYM
pathy 'It will be hard for you Nett1e,
but it is my reading Of that small word
love-, and after all, you do not love
your husbands body; it is the better
part of his nature that attracted you;
can you not force yourself to be OBJ
Iivious of all the rest?'
Nettie Raymond left the office with
her head lying heavily in her bosom.
The physician was right she was not
a casually minded woman, and that,
perhaps was the secret of her misery.
Men. as a rule, tire easily Of the all
physical or the all-mental woman, and
Nettie was strictly and thoroughly the
latter type. To her affection was every
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