The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1895-01-14
HEREDITY.

Ihere was plainly trouble IN the DOVey
home. Dovey's morning chops lay undis-
turbed upon his plate as he nervously
skinned over the headlines of his news
paper, while Mrs. Dovey took gulping sips
of coffee and stared fixedly. with red,
swollen eyes, at the sugar bowl The 81
lence that momen tarily reigned was like
that electric oppressiveness in the air just
before thunderstorm.
tPshaw," at length exclaimed Mr.. Do
vey, throwing his journal on the floor,
''the papers never print anything in the
way of news nowl'' And he looked across
the table at Mrs. Dovey in anticipation Of
some sort of contradiction.
But 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
4 suppose, " he said sarcastically 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 supremely happy.
"Happy?' echoed the young wife, with
a bitter laugh. No; am supremely dis
gusted. That is ALL
''Oh, indeedr' sneered Mr.. Dovey as he
put on his oYercoat If disgust you, l
wonder you ever made up your mind to
marry me.
Il didn't - was the quick rejoinder. 81
could not have had any mind. I must
have done it in a moment of emotional in
sanity
The band came off Mr.. Dovey's umbrel-
la in his hand and he threw the umbrella
under the sofa, much to the terror of the
pug dog, who had sought refuge there at
the beginning of the storm.
Il don't think, - he said through his
teeth as he buttoned each button of his
coat into a wrong buttonhole, THAT can
plead insanity in having married you. It
was something else. "
'Idiocy, 1 suppose, y suggested Mrs. Do
vey in "a faint voice. evidently preparing
for another outburst of tears.
Mo- returned the husband as he
turned to go, mot idiocy Charityp'
'Brute!' came the reply in a scream,
and Mrs. Dovey sank down into LOUNGE,
bursting into torrent of tears. Mr.. Do
vey picked up the chair he had upset and
then threw it across the room. Then he
kicked the pug, who had emerged from
his place of concealment in favor of the
umbrella, into the coal scuttle, 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 Mr..
Dovey in the hall, and when I smiled he
scowlad like disappointed office seeker. -
''Oh, dear, oh, dear!'' sobbed Mrs Do
Vey on her friend S shoulder. Il have been
through a dreadful scene We have had
an awful quarrel, and-and-and l think
am the unhappiest woman in the world. !"
There now, don't cry" said Marie
sympathetically, 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. Dovey man
aged to get out between her sobs, THAT I
don't think ever care to see him again. y
And did you let him say all those
things to you without making any reply?'
queried her friend Indignantly.
No, replied the young matron, faint
gleam of satisfaction struggling through
her tears; II think l managed to hold my
own"
But what was it all about9" asked
Marie
''Oh, we got into dispute, and at last
with fresh sob) he told me that he only
married me out of charity! AS though
there were no other man on earth for me!''
But persisted Mrs. Dovey's friend,
"you have not told me what it was all
about
why, yes, have. We got into dis
pute, and then we raved and stormed at
each other in a terrible way
But, my DEAR repeated Marie de-
spairingly, what was the argument
about What did you dispute about? You
haven't told me that"
Haven't I?'' asked the little matron,
wrinkling her brow. why, no, 1 don t
believe 1 have. Well, I'll tell you. We
got into dispute as to which one of US it
was that the baby inherited its sweet and
lovable disposition from''-Louisville
Times.