Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1895-04-25

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fish guests, were much simpler, Silence
found, both in manners and toilets, than
the Richerden people. Very soon they
made her feel thoroughly "at home"
The more so rs she saw her husband
was "at home" likewise There Is in
some houses an unconscious atmosphere
Of domestic and social ozone, which
brightens everybody, Wealth can not
give IT. nor poverty take it away, AS
they went'nto dinner, Mrs, JNrdine lean
ing on Sir Johns arm, us the stranger
and the bride, she and Roderick smiled at
one another satisfied
1t was recherche rather than n
sumptuous meal, not one of those where
the guests are evidently far less impor-
tant than the food And il was short
an hour and half being, the host said,
quite enough to spend over eating and
drinking, Also, not long after the ladies'
retired the gentlemen followed them.
you see, having been much abroad,
we have adopted the best of foreign Gus
TOMS said Lady Symington, smiling to
see Mrs. Jardine's smile, at the uneX-
pectcd appartion of her husband behind
her chair, "Sir John likes n pleasant
evening, good talk and good music, quite
as well rs good dinner; and like it
much better. Indeed, am afraid am
very fond Of society"
$50 are We" said Rodericl, looking
down on his wifes happy face, And just
as his host called him to join a group Of
men, every one Of whom was somebody"
or had done Something he found time
to whisper; "You were quite right, ST.
lence l am glad we came"
After that she watched him, talking,
listening and being listened to, holding
his own always with his habitual cour-
tesy, but nevertheless with the frmness
and self-respect of man who has cast
his lot in life, whose fate is fixed and
heart is at rest, so that he is now ready
for the work of the world. He stood u
good way from her, scarcely looking to-
ward her-what need? This mingling
with others made both feel only the more
keenly and securely the sweet inward
tie-'my own, my very Ownw
And she sat in her quiet corner, that
passionate ambition, not for self, but u
dearer self, which in some women's hearts
is as strong even as love, woke up-no,
it had already. wakened-but it seemed
to make itself felt to the very depths of
her soul, until there came added to it an
other feeling, reused by Il few chance
words she overheard.
Eyes, fine fellow, a very fine fellow,
indeed. What a pity he is married"
"Do you think so?"
Just swamped; every man is, unless he
can get that rara avis, n wife who is q
help and not hindrance, not only at
home but in society"
Hush! there she is-that quiet little
thing in the corner"
"EhW
Silence had sharp ears; at least, she
seemed to hear by instinct every word
that was said about her husband, AS
the two gentlemen passed her they saw
only the composed face, the quietly folded
hands, but-she had heard.
Half an hour afterward Roderick. n
little surprised, but glad, saw her the
center of circle, talking to all who
talked to her, not only in her pretty, pre-
else English, but in French and German
there were several foreigners in this
cosmopolite house. Also, when request
ed by Lady Symington she went at once
to the piano and sung.
1t was very simple song; their favor
lite, "Oh, Mamie, wilt thou gang wi me p
but after it came hush, and then burst
of involuntary delight.
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her husband answer to some one, very
briefly, but she caught both the look and
the tone. She went back to her seat,
all her nervousness gone. She could face
the world now. He was not ashamed of
her.
Human nature is human nature after
all. Many good man loves with patient
tenderness wife very inferior to him
self; many woman upholds faithfully
before the world the man she has mar
ried, whom all the world Sees and won
ders sometimes if she sees, is altogether
unworthy of her. This is right, noble;
but it is also little sad. The perfect
bond, the true marriage, must always
be between those who not only love, but
| uIe pIOuu VI Oue uuOlleT-uS were tloSe.
The evening slipped by fast, so fast
that the guests were already leaving; but
Lady Symington begged the Jardines to
stay few minutes more.
"Weil, the moon is full, apd our horses
will not catch cold by standing" said
Roderick gayly to his wife. He was so
thoroughly enjoying himself that, for the
first time, he did not notice the little
tired face. But Lady Syminton did, and
put Silence in her own armchair secured
round by curtains, above which hung the
sweet picture of the long-dead boy. Upon
| it the eyes of both women, the young and
the old, met tenderly.
'He must have been so pretty" Silence
said.
eyes. Almost like an angel, or it seems
so now. He was Christmas child.
This Christmas he would have been
thirty nine-no, forty years old. How
stranger
The old lady spoke calmly, as old people
learn to do. And then, like one habitu-
ated to repress herself and think of others
only, she added:
"Your husband is not near forty yet;
he could not be, for Henry Jardine mar
ried late in life Sir John lost sight of
him after that, but he was always very
fond of him. We thought him so clever,
so sure to make name for himself one
day. Perhaps his son will"
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