Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1897-03-25
A RESURRECTION.


am afraid have not been paying mutn
attention to all that You were saying.
She turned her beautiful, tlower-lihe
face toward him with hooking moue.
her blue eyes sparkling under their
dark lashes with a miSchievous light
in their depths, and with d coquettish
lifting of the finely marked eyebrows,
which distract I'd and uaneryed him
from the task he had set himself
WculC she ever be serious? Ever see
whims and amusements OF the passing
hour.
His wife-this bewltching. lovely, IL
resi- onsible being! He went over to
whore SHE Was lying in long chair i'll
the shadiest, coolest corner of the YER
anda, and, taking her two slim, white
hands in his strong brown ones, he
knelt beside her and said: "Maudie,
l have t. leave You here with Mrs. Tail
your, and | want to feel sure that while
/ am away from you dearest one, you
will be prudent and do nothing foolish
or unsuited to your position as my wife
for which afterwards you would be
sorry or ashamed"
Gerald" she Interrupted, with pet
ulant indignation
YES my darling, | must speak plain
ly. You remember last winter it was
unintentional on your part, l know;
but still. how unhappy you were made
by all the wretched talk and gossip
that followed!
That was three months ago, Gerald.
| am older now and more experienced.
| ann sure you need not remind me of
that miserable affair; it is unkind of
you
She withdrew her hands from his
clasp with reproachful gesture. and
added pCuting:
After all, it is not my fault that
am pretty, and l cannot help it if your
friends will admire me and pay me at
tention."
But you will be careful. my darling;
promise me; this fellow Perceval--"
oh. now you are going to abuse Lord
Perceval again, l suppose; | am SO tired
of that topic; | shall not listen to a
word against him. Gerald, l have
known him all my life; he is my oldest
and greatest friend. and do net intend
to give him up for anyone; no, not for
anyone, not even you, GeralG-s)
there
She sp1ang to her feet and walked
quickly to the edge of the veranda,
where she leaned over tie baluGtrade,
With her lovely head ayerted from Mn
in an attitude of mutiuous defiance.
Sc snail and childish creature, and
yet possessed of such poteptialities TO
wound and hurt the man who loved her
with all the passionate intensity of his
strong and sensitive nature. Such a
elm, fragile-looking being, and yet SO
powerful in welding an influence over
TIE hearts Of those around her.
A look of helpless and baftled anxiety
passed over Major Jocelyn's handsome,
oreworn face. Without glancing at
him his wife continued coldly II con-
slider it very ungenerous of you to ct
tack Lore Perceyal in the way You have
dele lately, limiting at things against
him, throwing out insinuations as TO
his character, but with nothing really
definate that you can state against him.
You know that l like him. that he is
my friend. | call it mean of you Ger
aid. positively mean"
There are plenty of things 1 could
state against him if felt so inclined.
but there is no need to particulariZe.
Ii ought to be enough for you that
tell you that | distrust and dislike the
man. Lord Perceval has brought a slur
on the names of too many women for
any honest man to care for his wife to
call him friend"
He spoke with angry emphasis, and
afterward there was an onincus silence
between them for some moments. 1t
was at last broken by the girl saying
with passionate reproach:
"Oh, it is cruel of you, Gerald, to
speak to me like this; to want to quarrel
with me, in these our last moments to-
gether; to leave me with angry words
upon your lips, making me so unhap-
Ply" Her voice trembled and broke,
and her hands went up TO cover the
tear-laden eyes. In a moment he was
at her side, all the severity had vanish
cd from his face, and with his arms
around her, he was murmuring in
pleading accents the words of penitence
and love which made his peace for him
before he left her.
A week had passed since Gerald Joce-
Ign had babe farewell to his young wife
and started on his journey through the
descent to join the troops in advance
The still blue heat OF an Egyptian day
brooded over the quiet villa, which from
its lack OF sign o. sound of life seemed
to be prolonging its midday siasta into
the evening hours. The clatter OF hoofs
outside aroused the attention of the
solitary inhabitant OF the yeranda, a
middle-aged woman. whose strongly