The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-01-27

answers ~ tAir child, foe, indssd. - =
Nttle more, though she Aas gons tnnuugA
hcr long, weary seasonsin London. "Ro-
member that love you and shall always
| pray for your welfare. But remember also,
dearest Arthur, that am commanded by
higher authority to honor my father and
my mother. have told them that pre-
fer you--ah, how infinitely But they say
1t will bring their gray hairs to an early
| grave II do not accept the general g pro-
posal, which, combined as 1t is with deep
affection, honorable achievements and
most generous settlements, is the only pos
sible means Of assuring the future of one
90 dependent as poor little mel You would
not have me bring my parents gray hairs
| to the''-
"No, darling. No, no, mol But It will
kill mel' tsst ~ tr
And If poor Arthur put more oognao
than was his absteminous won't into his
temperate bottle Of soda water that night
at the club what wonder.
There Is such a thing as a broken but
terfy, say what you will.
The wedding was gorgeous and select.
The honeymoon was 80 days Of abject and
happy slavery on the part of the general.
OA kTuCiOub unu WiiCiy buOuiibSlOIl UO cxQl.
bitions of conjugal affection, sanctioned By
the Church Of England, on the part Of
| Lady Grant.
And the happy commencement Of this
auspicious union Is not evanescent. 1t cul.
inmates In perfect understanding be-
tween the veteran warrior-for, after all,
81 Is b1-and his charming bride. He gives
her all he has--monsy, time love, endur.
ance, even absence when It Is the duty Of
q modern husband to be absent. And she
on her side does her duty. She accepts all
without murmur.
The races are just over at Goodwood
The general, to please his wife, who is
good sailor, has boughta yacht. And from
that luxurious home which ID now lying
at Littlehampton the pleasant party Of
invites have every day driven over to
Goodwood In the generals drag. But TO-
day Is the last day of the meeting So
Lady Grant has determined to have q grand
dinner on board and fireworks to follow.
Dinner Is over, and, strange to sny, ev-
erybody Is on deck except Lady Grant and
Captain Malet - strange, because Lady
Grant Is the model Of an English matron,
and therefore 1t must be something Of
great moment that keeps her In such Close
conversation with any one but her hus-
band.
1t is not strange that Captain Malet
should be Of the party. Is he not a very
old friend Of the hostess, and is not the
general a person who has been accustomed
to obey orders all his lifeP
"Sybil, are you happyf'
eyes, dearest Arthur, as happy as q
wife can be, for have the blessed con.
sciousness that am enduring q daily mar.
tyrdom. / am married to a good man
whom i do not love. But 1 know that
there is Providence that directs all our
ways, and SO am content"
~ only wish Providence would direct
the general to a better worldp'
Hush, Arthur, you must not say such
things to mei' A-..t4
And then they go up, slowly go up the
companion, to where they expect to find
the general entertaining his guests.
He Is not there. And as he has to 20
out in the dingey to Let of the fireworks
outside the harbor, he has been putting on
q life belt in his cabin next to the saloon
Unfortunately for himself, General Grant
has never learned to swim Il was not
agreeable to him to hear his wife talking
to the handsome young officer about hes
marriage, but 1t would have been still
more painful to step out upon them.
The general goes up the companion in
minute or two, after drinking off large
glass Of water, for he is unaccountably'
thirsty, and finds Captain Malet ready,
equipped for the night air.
"Oh, you will want somebody to help.
you" says his wife. Captain Malet, al
all events, is not afraid of the water"
Poor little thing She means no harm.
After all, it does seem little absurd to
wear a life belt when you are member OF
the Royal Yacht squadron.
Without word the two men got into
the dingey and are rowed down the harbof
to where the fireworks may be let off to
the best advantage.
Few people, except visitors to Good.
wood and fond husbands with large fam.
lilies, visit Littlehampton. For the benefit
Of the majority, therefore, may men.
tion that the port Of Littlehampton ID
chiefly composed Of the swift flowing river
Arun, a couple Of jetties and q few piles.
As a natural consequence, when the tide
is at the flow, q mountainous wave is thu
result Of the contact between sea surge
and river current .tr eiat .u
OF this fact the couple of sailors who
ofo TOWlnB OuC INC OluSey dre uuIOrJu-
nately ignorant. So, when they come to
the mouth Of the harbor, they are capsized,
fireworks and all, as neatly as possible, the
result being that quarter Of an hour aft
er the accident the boat Is drifting away
merrily into midchannel with two peopls
hanging on to her keel The two people
are General Grant and Captain Malet
The sailors have disappeared
Slowly the long hours glide away. Fierc.
er every hour dash the billows against the
benumbed bodies which are rousing their
wrath. Colder every minute grows the
apathetic night until IL grays into dawn.
Then at last one of the silent couple
loosens his grasp and sinks into foam and
obscurity. cdtsgga o. .... .t,,. .,-.,i... s,r
It Is Sybil's first love. sJ 4l IaI
Horace Grant, who himself can hardly
hold on, so frozen are his hands, thinks Of
the conversation he has Just overheard;
thinks that, this man dead, he may yet be
able to win his wife's love; thinks that,
this man living, his good name may yet