The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1897-11-26

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"Indeed. Eugene. there was note OF
irritation in her voice-"I fail TO see
why woman should be pronounced
-razv because she expresses desire 10
y.sit her home after an absence OF
wear and a half"
~Homc."-he echoed the word lit
tie reproachfully. his eyes wandering
around the neat dininr-room. This IS
home. Agatha. The first real one we
have either of us had for years"
The color deepened on the wife's
cheeks Her husbands words were
true: her girlhood's home. with an
uncle in distant city. had not been
happy one. This uncle had been too
proud 10 let his sisters child earn her
bread. and as there had been more pride
than love OF money in the home Agatha
had realized the bitterness OF the bread
Of dependence.
The coy farmhouse. shared with the
quiet man who had won her love. had
seemed haven of peace. Used all her
life to the hustle of city and TO home
crowded with gay young life. Agatha
began. after time. TO long for change
Just now n letter from her cousins. tell
ing % concerts. lectures and parties,
made the uneventful winter stretching
before her look very dreary.
She sat toying with her spoon until
her husband had finished his break
fast. Then she looked up. a coaxing
lighi in her soft. gray eyes.
why can't we 60. Eugene?"
Can, afford it," he replied. little
ungraciously. for her persistence an
moved him. BESIDES. the railroad fare.
therc'd be lot of new clothes wanted
and"
Clothes" Agatha was angry now.
Really. didn't suppose you knew that
a woman ever had to have clothes. I've
seen nothing since l was your wife 10
show any such knowledge on your part
I'm tired Of this scrimping and saving
aud stagnating."
There was a pause. Husband and
wife confronted each other. both with
flushed faces and hurried breath.
And I'm" he began. holly. Then.
moved By some memory. he stopped
moment later he cried cut: All.
Agatha. never dreamed that YOU felt
that way. It cost so much for us TO
start. and the crops have been poor. /
thought you understood" and break
ING off abruptly he strobe out through
The kitchen on his way to the barn.
As the heroine of nineteenth CEN
fury story. Agatha should have sat
down and burst into tears. But there
was little of the heroic about her. She
was only an ordinary woman whose
temper was aroused. although not 20
such an extent that she could entirely
forget the usual chord OF pain in her
husbands voice. However. she went
about her work. setting down her pref
" china with an unnecessary amount
q energy. and saying TO herself: Il
think IL downright mean in Eugene.
wonder how I shall ever endure this
long. lonesome winter, No place TO GO
and no one TO see"
The matter was not referred 10 again
But there was a cloud between husband
and wife-the first since their wedding
day.
The third day after the scene at the
breakfast table. Mrs. Ferris. called and
asked Agatha to accompany her TO a
meeting OF the sewing society. Til,
young wife eagerly accepted the invita-
non Itwould enable her TO forget. 10,
little time. at least.
agatha went rapidly about her toilet
Her guest was seated in the dining
room. and by leaving the door oper
eonSersation could be carried on dur
ing The hair brushing and dress chang
where are You going 70 spens
h'nksgiving?" Mrs. Ferris asked
VIDE she studied the arrangement o