The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1897-07-22
!; HIS FIRST WIFE.

MADISON JANEWAY was always
W pointed out as Il 'self-made man."
and was apparently well satisfied with
his own handiwork, for content radiated
from his full face and from his figure,
which had lost its youthful muscle un
der creeping waves of flesh. Mr.. Jane
way had satisfied his ambitions as far
as it is possible for a man to do it. For
tunately for his content, these aspira
tions were of the kind that are most
often realized. He had handsome
wife and three bright children; he was
president of the State bank, an institu-
lion known to be founded on the rock
of sound finance; he had been mayor of
Shewanee, and was a member of the
legislature So much of earthly glory
had fallen to his share.
When he read the obituary of another
self-made man, he always nodded his
head sagely, as much as to say: Il know
how it goes: | started with nothing
myself" In fact, Mr.. Janeway's elec-
iion to the legislature came of the ad-
miraton the electors had for man of
the people. When his constituents hired
: q band and went to congratulate him,
they found him ready with speech.
He said: "Fellow citizens, | will not
Try to hide from you my deep gratifica-
ton at the result of the election. |
wanted to be elected. have wanted
good many things, and I've generally
got them, but not without working. |
started with nothing; did chores for
my keep; went to school when could,
picked up penny here and penny
there; | did any honest work that l
could find. And where am | now?
President of a bank, eX-mayor and
member of the legislature. thank you,
friends, for your votes, yet | feel that
have won my own way: that am one,
private perhaps, in the great army
of self-made men," He bowed, and re-
tired amid loud applause. In another
this speech would have provoked criti-
cism, but one of the privileges of the
self-made man is to praise his maker
without stint.
Mr.. and Mrs. Janeway had but just
come from visit to their own house,
which their arch tect assured them was
in the purest style of the Gothic renais-
sance. But they were sure, too, which
seemed to them of far more Importance,
that it was the finest house in town, and
quite eclipsed Mr.. Morgan's red brick
mansion.
They were to move into it at once. and
Mrs. Janeway went about the old house
planning what should be left behind, as
not coming up to the artistic standard
CT the new place. Come here minute,
Madison" she called from an obscure
entry back of the dining-room.
Mr.. Janeway lad down his paper and
went to her, followed by Florry, their
youngest child. What is it, my dear?''
he asked
Hadn't better pack this away? The
frames so shabby that it isn't fit for the
new house" She pointed to faded
photograph hanging in dark corner
1t was the likeness of a plain woman
with broad mouth, and eyes widely
separated; the hair was parted and
drawn back from the forehead like two
curtains; a watch chain picked out in
gilt encircled her neck, and her lips
and cheeks were touched by carmine
giving the face a CHASTITY pretense o.
life.
Mr.. Janeway stared at it medita lively
hadn't noticed it for long time," hi
said.
Who is that lady, papa?' Fiorr,
asked, looking at the picture as If sh'
Saw it for the first time.
why, Florry, that was my first wife,
ne answered, surprised that she had no
known it before.
Was she my mamma, too?"
No, no." he replied. hastily; Ssh
was Sarah Deering."
Wasn't she any relation to me?" th
child persisted She was but eight year
oid, and the ramifcations of kinshi
were yet mystery to her.
VI course not" her mother said
rather sharply. Your papa was mar
REQ to her when he was very young
.ons before he lived here or knew me
!. hought yoa had heard that before.
eae turned to her husband. Madison
Aaaii lay this picture away?"
Ar. Janeway looked at her attentive
y. Was it zeal, or an artistic sense, o
vas there lurking jealousy of tn
WOMAN who had come before? "Pac
away II you like" he said. tgrnin
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