Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1895-03-21

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she did somehow manage It, and they
went Not, however, until after many
consultations, the luCkless MS had
again gone forth on It's quest for pub
Usher this time almost without hope,
but simply in the carrying out Of that
"dogged determination" which Roder-
lex declared he now for the first time
recognized in his wife.
IF had had It," he said, wistfully,
as they sat together on the deck Of
one Of those river steamboats,, where
all the dlsagreements Of overcrowd-
ing and holiday-maklng cannot neu-
trallze the pleasure Of sea and noun
tain and loch. "If had had 1t, how
much more | might have donew
"You never know you have got 1t
till you try"
"My dear heart" In the sanctlty Of
very private life Roderlck sometimes
called his wife "my heart" or "my
soul'-whlch was great deal nearer
the truth than many an idle pet-name
ooh, this is delicious" said he, as he
drank in the salt air and amused him
self with Silence's delight in n beauty
which she declared made Scotland
"better than Switzerland" the broad
estuary running up into long hill-encir-
cled lochs,~ where porpolses tumbled
and white gulls wheeled screaming
overhead, and the lights and the sha-
dows came and went, producing "ef-
fects' such as are seen nowhere
but in this rainy, sunshiny land; u
country which beyond all others seems
to be country with Il soul, especially
on It's coast. And Silence, who, though
brought up among mountains had
never seen the sea except when she
crossed 1t at Calais, watched all these
wonders with perfectly childish de-
light
"How happy you are" said Roder-
lex, looking ut her.
"Why not, when we two are together
always together"
Roderlck smiled not in gratlfed van
ity-he had very little of that; but rec
ognizlng--as In selfish passion men
never can recogniZe-the sweetness Of
being able to make another human be-
ing perfectly happy,
Mrs. Grierson's welcome was treat
to get. She was Of those old people
whom all young people love-sympa-
thetlc, uneXacting, expanding what
ever she could, and especially upon
anyone that needed it, the warmth of
her childless, motherless heart. Mar
row she might be in her opinions-at
least some of the new generation, even
Roderick himself, had thought so; but
in her acts she was wide as charity It,
self And her house was one Of those
not too many in this world-where
guests feel entirely "at home"
The young folks were left almost
entirely to themselves, sitting out on
the lovely shore or climbing the
heights-the same where Roderick had
a year ago sat and dreamed of the then
unseen and incredible She-as he told
her once when she sat beside him.
They wandered about, perfectly con-
tent, till dusk, when they came in, and
submitted placidly to the sweet Sc
verltles Of late dinner. Mrs. Grierson
belonged to one Of the "old" Richer
den families and cherished the refined
fUrmality yainly Initiated by the nou-
veauX riches of that society.
"But you seem quite at home" said
Roderick to his wife. You might
have been a Richcrden lady all your
days. so well you play your part"
81 don't play it at all, dear. l really
enjoy myself enjoy everything -
with you. How terrible it must be-
with sudden shiver-"I hardly know
which would be most terrible, having
to part from ones husband, or parting,
conscious that one was not sorry to
part. Now, you and l are not always
good my Roderck. Sometimes we
veX one another-I don't believe bit
in your DunmoW fitch of bacon! Why,
we have not been married six months,
and | am sure we have Quarreled ut
least twelve times"
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