The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1897-05-15
TWO WIVES.

IT'S grown chilly. hasn't itfv
"Oh. yes" said Agnes Lawton, with n
sarcastic laugh. she was budding In
her dapper street gear before the pen
non OF cracking flame on her friends
hearth. IT'S blown horribly chilly.
Marlon-for meg
Another quarrel. suppose. with
your husband?
"A quarrel this time that ends every
thing. I'm going to my mother In Bos-
ton"
Don't, my dear"
Marion kingsland spoke thus in tones
tranquil and low. She was swaying
herself softly In "A rocking chair, and
she had Folded her arms In n leisurely
way. She was large, blonde woman
not handsome, but with beautiful
figure and n face full OF sweet gravity.
"Oh, you've always said that" replied
young Mrs. Lawton, frownlng at the
fire. But now mean to disobey your
counsel
VERY well Agnes; as you please.
Remember I've always said one thing.
Your husband loves you devotedly-"
"Ah, that's the very point, Marionl
He loves me, but not devotedly. He"-
and here Mrs Lawton lowered her face
and drew out the next words In a
logged, dragging undertone-"h is not
faithful"
The oscillations OF Mrs. Kingsland's
rocking chair quickened the least little
bit. What husband is?"
Yours"
"Oh, Trcnt-yes. / wasn't thinking OF
him." She colored. biting her lips
What Is the present trouble. Agnes {?
Tell me-"
It's very simple. found note in
Fred's-l mean Mr.. Acknowledgement
pocket
MY dear Agnes, what were you
doing thereT'
Doing there:"
you were spying jealousy spying"
said Marion, with her usual calm. "Ad-
NIT IT,"
You're crueler than usual, Marion.
l was fool to come here. Mamma will
sympathlze, however shall take the
B o'clock train for Boston"
Was the note very dreadfulY"
"Oh. 1t told its own story. And. as
you're aware this is not the first
time"
THAT you've gone through your hus-
bands pockets? l know. And the sig.
naturey
Initials"
81 see. And a very violent quarrel
followed"
The most violent we have ever had.
And the last we shall ever have"
Marion Kingsland stopped rocking
agnes she said. breaking a pause 81
don't know a husband who in public is
more respectful. more attentive. more
positively gallant to his wife than
yours"
I'm publicr' bristled the other. what
does that mean"
1T means great deal more than
many wife gets-many wife of our
acquaintance whom I've heard Won
openly pity in my hearing. Now nm.
swer me frankly. Might not that letter
which you found and read have i'm
piled Irritation, passing sentiment.
rather than the very lurid and scandal
GUS Interpretation you put upon IT,
say. might II not? Think for a moment
before you answer"
Agnes tossed her head. decked I'm n
tiny bonnet of tangled pansles.
well. perhaps" she presently con-
ceded. with distinct reluctance.
Perhaps" repeated Marion. "Now
that Is AT least an admission. IL nuts
Frederick In more pardonable light.
But It does not excuse you from being
most rashly indlscreet."
"Oh." fumed Agnes. Il do so detest
that kind Of philosophy
I'VE women can cultivate none that
Is sounder." 1--WE women. Marloni
How would you feel. pray, II your
Trent"
Never mind my Trent dear. Let us
talk generalities for a few minutes.
There's hardly household that hasn't
Its Bluebeards chamber"
Except yours. And so you can af-
ford"
"Generalities. please. Agnes. just for
a little while. There are Fatimas who
do pry. and there are Fatimas who
don't The latter have by far the best
time of it-that is. when their Blue
boards treat them fondly and cour-
teously. Discretion is a wonderful
safeguard to conjugal contentment.
The moral obligation with men should
be as strong as 1t is with women.
freely grant you that. But society does
not grant It aud in the lives OF our
great-great-great-grandchildren It will
not practically employ any such system