The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-02-05

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s.the papers never print anything in the
way OF news nowr And he looked across
the table at Mrs. Dewey in anticipation CT
some sort Of contradiction.
Bat that lady vouchsafed no reply be-
yond taking another gulp OF coffee and
shifting her gaze from the sugar TO the
cruet stand Mr. Dovey got up. upsetting
his chair as he did So
Il suppose, he said sa-cast.caliy as he
savagely bit off the end of cigar and
ruined it, Il suppose, now that you have
succeeded In spelling my whole day, you
are supremeIy happy"
"Happyr echoed the young wife, with
q bitter laugh. No; am supremeiy dis
gusted. That is all
''Oh, indeedr' sneered Or. DoTey as he
put on bis oyercoat Eff / disgust you,
wonder you ever made up your mind to
marry me-
- didn't, )" was the quick rejoinder. 81
could net have lad any mind. / must
have done It in moment OF enotiora, in
sanity"
The band came of Mr.. Dovey's umbrel-
IA in his hand, and be threw the umbrella
under the sofa, much to the terror of the
pug dog. who had sought refuge there at
Il don't Think" he said through his
teeth as be buttoned each button of his
coat into wrong buttonhole, THAT can
plead insanity in having married you. Il
was something else
''1diocy, suppose" suggested Mrs. Do
vey in faint voice. evidently preparing
for another oGtburst Of tears.
No" returned the husband as he
., -, Il no ~
'.Brute.'' came the reply in a scream,
an6 Mrs. Dewey sank down into a lounre,
bursting into torrent of tears. MIR. Do
vey picked I'D the chair he had upset and
then threw it across the ROOM Then he
kicked the pug, who had emerged from
his place Of concealmeDt in favcF of the
umbrella, into the coal scuttie, shut the
door with a bang that knocked down sew
eral pictures and left the house.
Now, what On earth is the matter?'
asked Mrs. Dovey's bosom friend, Marie,
Just then entering the room. Il met MIR.
Dovey in the hall, and when smiled he
scowled like disappointed office seeker. -
''Oh, dear, OF. dearn' sobbed Mrs. Do
vey on her friends shoulder. Il have been
through dreadful scene. We have had
an awful quarrel. and-aEd-and think
am the unhappies5 woman in the world. y
There now, don't cry" said Marie
alphabetically, but tell me what it is
all about"
oh, he was SO cold, and so cruel, and
SO abusive, and so violent, and he said
such perfectly terrible things and called
me such fearful names" Mrs. Doyey man
aged to get cut between her sobs, THAT I
don't think ever care 10 sec Rim again. ="
And did you let him say all those
things TO you without making any replyl"
queried her friend Indignantly.
mo, replied the young matron. a faint
CLEAN OF satisfaction struggling through
her tears; 81 think managed to hold my
own
"But what was it all abouts' asked
Marie.
.'Oh, we got into dispute. and at last
with q fresh sob) he told Inc that he only
married me out Of charity! AS though
there were 20 other man on earth for ue!'
'But," persisted Mrs. Dovey's friend,
"you have net told me what it was all
about
why, yes, have. We got into dis
puts, and then We raved and stormed at
each other in terrible way"
But. my dear" repeated Marie de-
spairingiy, what was the argument
about? What did you dispute about! You
haven't told me that"
"Hazen't Il" asked the little matron,
wr;nkiing her brow. why, no, don t
believe have. Well, I'll tell you. We
got into q dispute as to which one of US it
was that the baby inherited its sweet and
iovable disposition fromn'-Louisyille
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