Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1895-06-11

I fall She came home, dusty, excited,
and with her heart hot within her.
The millner's mother the milliner
and William had made a party TO the
art museum at South kensingtOn,I
( think.
Anyhow. Jane had calmly but firmly
acc0sted them somewhere in the street
and asserted her right 10 what, in spite
/ OF the consensus of literature, she held
TO be her property
They dealt with her in a crushingly
superior way They called cab
There was a scene William being
pulled away into the four-wheeler by
/ his future wife and morher-in-law
from the reluctant hands Of our dis
carded Jane. There were threats Of
/ giving her lin charge
/ Thereafter our house rested from
/ William. But there was something in
the manner of James scrubbing the
/ front door step or sweeping out the
\ rooms q certain visciousness that per
suaded me that the story had not yet
ended.
Please, nm. may I go and see a
wedding tomorrow said Jane, one
day.
My dear. said my wife, Tutoring
/ into my room about % minutes after
/ Jane had started, Jane has been to the
bcOt-hole aud taken all the left-off
boots and shoes, and gone off TO the
wedding with them in bag. Surely,
she cannot mean
Jane, 1 said. els developing charac-
acter. Let us hope for the best
Jane came back with q pale, hard
face. All the boots seemed TO be still
i'm her bag at which my wife heaved a
/ premature sigh of relief We heard
her so upstairs and replace the boots
with considerable emphasis.
Quite a crowd at the wedding,
ma'am, she said presently. in pure
| ly conversational style, sitting in our
/ little kitchen. and scrubbing the p9ta-
toes; land such a lovely day for
them. She proceeded TO numerous
other details. clearly avoiding some
cardinal incident.
III was an extremely respectable and
nice, maa am; but her father didn't wear
q black coat and looked quite out of
place, ma'am. Mr. PiddingQuirk-'
"Who?"
'AIr PiddingQuirk- that
was. ma'am-had white gloves and coat
/ like q clergyman, and a lovely chrys-
anthemum. And there was red carpet
down. just like for gentlefOlks. IL was
o real kerridge they had-not a fly.
When they came cut of church there
was rice-throwing and her two little
sisters dropped dead flowers. And
some one threw a slipper, and then l
threw a boot"
Threw a boot, Jane?'
yes. ma'am. Aimed at her. But It
hit him. Yes, maam, hard. Gey him
/ q black eye. I should think. l only
threw that one. I hadn't the heart 70
/ try again. All the little boys cheered
when it hit him.
The potatoes were more than fin
/ ished. Jane rose sharply with a sigh,
and raped the basin down on the la
BILE
Il don't care" she said. Il don't
/ care a rap, He VIII find out his mis-
take yet. IL serves me right. l was
stuck up about him. 1 ought not to
have looked so high. And l am glad
things are as things are.
And l gather that Mariana so far for
got herself as TO let Jane sob out some
of the fullness Of her heart on a sym
pathetic shoulder Ny Mariana, thank
heaven, has never grasped the import
ance of keeping up her position"
And, since that fit of weeping, much
of the accent of bitterness has gone Ou{
of James scrubbing and brush work.
Indeed. something passed the other
day with the butcher boy, but that
/ scarcely belongs to this story.
However, Jane is young still and
f. time and change are at work with her
We all have our sorrows, but l do not
/ believe very much in the permanency
. of broken hearts.-(Pall Mall Gazette