Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1895-01-17
q yellow Qster.
BY 10TH.

new thoughts anu ltNhb-S "NA~
ever astlr in me. could not rest; oid
feelings that should have had their
budding and birth long ago only then
awoke. aud bcset me with sweet pain.
She stopped and leaned up against
him. 81 have never been able to tell
Won all t1ls before. except indirectly.
All. Henry. such strange new Thoughts
torture and soothe Inc, they var with
one another continually and there Is
net one drop Of sweetness that has not
two drops Of bitterness 10 temper IL
withal.
Lets walk on, dearest, you are cold.
i have such strange yellnngs,
Henry, for baby touches and baby
kisses, |, who have never felt them
for my own, have 10 seek them among
babies not of my flesh and blood. |
have to find the pale ghosts of them
amongst my lost children's little
clothes"
My love, not lost
Eyes, Henry, lost, more than If the
grave had closed over them; those for
feited things do not return. | have a
mothers heart now when no longer
need it," she said, with wan smile,
land know-ah, l know so many
things, such pltiful things. The other
day a tiny baby grasped at my breast
and tried to nestle his head thereto
suck my breast, Henry-it was worse
fhan death, for | knew | had lost the
best sweetness OF life"
my love, my love, those things are
not lost" cried her husband, and then
with sudden and surprising astutenes,
he added, "there will be Ovens chill
dren.
She clutched his hand in u sudden
tremor of excitement
"Ah, and then-then, too, Gwen
might understand nov" she coughed
softly and broke Off.
but, Henry, have you, we will
so together us we used TO do; perhaps
work, regular work, may make me
feel better"
my love" he cried eagerly, 81 am
certain 1t Is just the thing you want.
Il am going out beyond Highgate,'
Perhaps" she said sadly, perhaps
1t is"
one morning Strange cahe into his
the very thing"
wife's boudoir with his whip In his
hand, and u light overcoat ON his arm.
CHAPTER NXXIN.
he said, ito see a pointer pup, 1t Is a
pretty drive, would you like to Gomez
She had been thinking with sort
OF dread of the hours that must run
before the darkness came, and of the
numbers of times She would be ex-
pected to smile, TO return brilliant an
swels to dun ques ions, and generally
To keep mp her superb deception.
She had a dozen engagements but
she decided to 20 with him.
He drove a high Multiplication that
ran very lightly.
THAT EIighgate hiil is i bad one. y
he said as they were starting. giving
the brake a sharp tug, Il don't think
this will cave in easily, however"
Besides, Hengist and Horsa can be
trusted anywhere" said Gwen, who
knew nothing of ordinary nervous
ness"
II wouldn't trust anything In horse
flesh down steep hill with the brake
Off. Look down that mesh of streets
Taking 1t in patches there isn't more
hidcous, sordid, mean hole in the world
than this London. just look through
that lane!"
Gwen gave shrug Of disgust,
Its a friShtful and gray and deadly
dull but that never strikes me as the
worst part Of life in these places. 1t
Is the hideous want Of privacy that
revoltS me, aud the awful ncarneSs Of
one human creature 10 another the
sheer impoSsibility of thinking, or
feeling. or looking. except under oh.
servatlon. the horrible indecent open
ness of life"
"What do you know about lt?" he
asked laughing,
"Oh. | have done Summing in my
time, under Mrs Meades' wing. | like
new experiences, you know. We saw
a great many frightful things while
the craze lasted but the worst Of all
was a cobbers menage lie had a
wife and seven children. and they lived
in two rooms. he never went out, that
man. neither did his wife: she squatted
ON the floor all day and cleaned things
with a patent soap which smelt worse
than they did, and he saw all she did
and thought and felt; the awful hunted
look of that woman was thing to
dream Of.
"While Mrs Meades talked 'relig-
Ion she called II the cohhler sewed
heather, ana glanced now and again at
his Wife IN way to make your blood
freeze, and then he would hold UP his
awl in CHASTITY fashion, and grin at
her over 1T; 1t was ne bit of steel he
was gloating over, II was his wife's
soul held mp on that awl
but putting husbands and wives
ont Of the question: she went on.
"thi appalling nearness of living l.
most horrible One il ast feel forever
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