The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1896-06-13

TO MS KIND eyes as If she would have
him believe she had naught to tell.
These things made me very thought
full and urgent to find soue satisfactory
explanation. TO be sure, thinks l, mar
riage is but the beginning of woman s
real life and SO one may not reasonably
expect her to be what she was as a
thoughtless child. And tits no less nat
ural that a young wife should love to be
alone with her husband rather than in
the midst of people who must distract
his thoughts from her, as also it is right
and proper she should wish to be in her
own home, directing her domestic affairs
and tending to her husband, showing
him withal she is good and thought
full housewife. But why these pensive;
tristful looks, now she hath her heart .
desire? Then, finding must seek some
better reason, bethought me she must
have had very hard, difficult tax in
London to conceal from one, who was
now part of herself, her knowledge Of
so many things it was unbefitting she
should reveal
At the playhouse she must feign as
constituent at all she saw as never Wis
tied one before, and keep constant guard
upon herself lest somo word slipped her
lips to reveal her acquaintance with the
players and their art. At the ridotto
she must equally feign ignorance Of
dancing-she whose nimble feet had
tripped to every measure since she could
stand alone. There was scarcely sub
ject on which she would dare to speak
without deliberation, and she must check
her old habit of singing and be silent,
lest she fall by hazard to humming some
known tune. Truly, under such contin-
nous strain (Which none but such a
trained actress could maintain for sin
gle day. her spirit must have wearied.
And If this part was hard to play in
public, where we are all, 1 take it, ac-
tors of some sort and ON the alert to .
tain the character we would have our
own, how much more difficult must it
be in private when we drop our disguise
and lay our hearts open to those we
Lowell And here, as it seemed to me, I
did hit rightly at the true cause Of her
present secret distress, for at home as
abroad she must still be acting part,
weighing her words, guarding her acts
forever to be hiding of something from
her dearest friend-ever denying him
that confidence he appealed forever
keeping a cruel, biting bond upon the
most generous impulse of her heart, clos
ing her heart where it was bursting to
open to her dear mate.
Soon after their return Mr.. Goodwin
set to work painting the head of Sybil,
which the lord of Hatfield House had
commanded, on the recommendation of
Sir Peter Lely, taking Anne Fitch for
his model, and she sitting in that room
Of the court house he had prepared for
his workshop. Here he would be at it
every day as long as there was light for
his purpose, Moll, near at hand, watch
ing him, ready to chat or hold her peace,
according to his inclination, just as she
had done when he was a-painting of the
ceiling, only that now her regard was
more intent upon him than his work,
and when he turned to look at her twas
with interchange of undisguised love in
their fond eyes. She ever had piece of
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not half dozen stitches or turned sim
gle page in the whole day. for he was
the sole occupation of her mind-the
living book, ever yielding her sweet
thoughts.
This persevering, patient toll on his
part did at first engender in my mind
suspicion that some doubling thoughts
urged him to assume his independence
against any accident that might befall
the estate, but now l believe twas
nothing but a love Of work and of his
art, and that his mind was free from
any faint Of misgiving as regards his
wife's honesty. TITS likely enough that
spite her caution many word and sign
escaped Moll which an enemy would
have quickly seized ON to prove her cul-
pable, but we do never see the faults of
those we love Tor seeing them have
ready at moment excuse to prove them
no faults at ally, and at this time Mr.
Godwin's heart was so full of love there
was no place for other feeling Venom
from rose had seemed to him more |
possible than evil from one so natural, |
sweet and beautiful as Moll