Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1896-11-27
wife had ripened into fierce jealousy

wife had ripened into fierce jealousy.
He had grown cold and austere in his
manner, causing Amber many tears and
much worriment. Once he had been
positively harsh toward her. What else
nad ne been tonight? And all the
time his proud, sensitive nature was
suHerlng to its utmost capacity.
Dear little Amber He could feel the
tears in her eyes and the CULVER of her
mouth though he could not see them.
Inc Wistful pleading in her voice had
touched him to the quick.
How he longed to snatch her in his
arms-crumpling the dull yellow silk,
IL he must and ruffling the shiny hair,
for she used never to complainant
KISS her over and over and tell her
now much he loved her. and how sorry
ne was to hurt her by word or look.
But no-his pride, his indomitable
PRIDE, restrained him, and he had let
her go with her whole evening spoiled
because of it.
An, just wait till she came in, tired
and cold and sleepy! Then he would
make 1t all right. She would forgive
hlm-of course she would, the darling!
AND they would be happy again as
they had not been for weeks. sitting
by the fire together. she in the big
crimson chair and he on an ottoman at
hef side, just where he could touch her
hand or check and kiss her when he
chose.
Inc freight would dance on her hair
ana bring out the soft color in her face,
anu she would laugh and smile in the
Ola joyous way. What fool he had
peen-how cowardly and unreasonable,
TO doubt his innocent darling even for
one moment.
1t was o'clock and Amber ought to
have been home an hour ago. What
was it made John start and tremble
and pale as he glanced at the clock?
Were his fears confirmed? Had his
doubts become truths?
Hark! Was not that the sound of
carriage pausing at the curbing? What
occasioned this unusual confusion in
the hall below?
John Sarles seized his crutch and
limped few PAGES toward the door,
SASPRNN oo II was ODGh anu
the figure of an old serving man APP
peared on the threshold.
Master" he began.
John Sarles' lips moved, but no sound
passed them.
Master, have come with sad news
for you. There has been an accident
the horses ran away-and Miss Am
ber-'
He caught John as he reeled and fell,
and answering the mute, awful appeal
of those agonized eyes, he concluded
rs hurt seriously, but not fatally.
The have just brought her home
Three months afterward, when burst
ing buds and freshly-sprouting grass
proclaimed that spring was at hand,
Amber was carried into her husbands
study and propped up by pillows and
cushions on the sofa there. Her face
had lost its roundness and its dainty
color and the beautiful brown-gold hair
was cut close to her head.
There was a great bunch of yellow
roses on the table at her side and she
touched them lovingly, knowing that
John was watching her and that he
had placed them there.
Presently he came and sat down on
he edge of the sofa-all their differ
snces had long since been made up
md took her hands in his and held
hem tenderly against his mouth. /
There were tears in his eyes, though
Amber's were clear enough.
you dear old john" she said. smil-
ng. Il believe you feel worse about it
han l do
He sobbed.
well, you needn't. you silly boy"
he was silent moment, and then she
aid, musingly: do you know l be-
leve I'm half glad
"Oh, my darling, to be lame all your
Ifer'
Yes, for don't you see, we shall SYM
athize with one another more than
re ever have? And, oh, John"
Eyes, Amber
81 never realized before how patient
nd dear you were until was hurt.
think love you better than ever if
hat can be, and am sure-quite, quite
ure, that this has been blessed les
On for both of us, aren't you?"
And John, in his newer and clearer
isdom, dared not deny it.