The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-07-02
JUST A WOMAN.

I She vas not q person who often gave
words TO her opinions. being. like Dies.
demona, "of a spirit still and quiet"
but somehow this afternoon she had
been drawn into the old argument
"Can there be love without jealousy on
the part Of q man-man with o big M,
as being the pivot round which wom-
ems thoughts are continually veering."
Mrs. Overins, the si1-months wife.
was at home to her friends. and there
the discussion began.
why, Winifred!" said beautiful
dark woman close by, you Of all peo-
pie, whom we all envy. adored and
adoring, what can you know OF that
grim monster, jealousy?"
Winifred Overing gave her a long,
quiet look. and then turned her eyes
down and played with the suede gloves
on her knee.
1.-THE question is," said the dark
woman, 'the vital question is. how can
We keep our husbands without making
scenes! Now, l maintain that man
rather enjoys his wife making him a
Jealous scene. 1t convinces him Of her
love, and 1t warns him not to go too
far. Look at Cranboro-"
Don't let us be personal" said Win
fired.
''Oh, don't mind" said Lady Gran
boro boldly. There is Cranboro-hes
my slave, and the more bully him the
more he likes 1t. Now that is because
I would have my own way. Now you,
Winnie, II Gerald Overing did anything
naughty, would just NOPE about and
pine away, and he would 60 from bad
| to worse"
Mrs. Overing evidently resented the
personalities which were being dragged
Into the conversation, for she would not
follow 1t up-in that strain.
Il think" she said. playing with a
thin diamond chain round her neck,
you are all wrong. There can be love
without jealousy-at any rate, that
would be my sort Of love, founded ON
the rock Of mutual self-respect. II that
Is not too-hhgh-down thing to say"
Love founded on a rock!" cried
-Mugiel Cranboro. Founders on good /
many rocks, you mean, DEAR" and the
laugh was against Mrs. Overing.
Winifred was alone on the balcony
waiting for Gerald Overing to come
back from work when the CLEAN Of
white struck her eyes. She bent for
ward and picked up a note lying to
her hand. Fancy my leaving Gerald's
letter lying about like this" she unused.
Il wonder how dropped it,"
She turned 1t about and two words
caught her eye. Then she read 1t
through.
When Gerald Overing came in she
handed it quietly back to him. He
, took it, started, and stared at her,"
"Good heaven!" he said.
eyes. Muriel must have dropped it,"
replied his wife. mo one has seen it
but /"
There was silence. Then he turned on
her.
well, go on" he said. abuse me.
or course know deserve 1t. Don't
cit there like a martyr"
There's is nothing to abuse you for
that can see," said the girl, composed
ly. "It's rather a blow, of course. But
suppose II it's happened, it's
happened. always thought was too
great a fool to make you happy long.
It might have lasted longer, certainly
but of course you know you are safe
with me-"
well, of all the extraordinary wom-
en!" said Gerald Overing. He caught
her by the shoulders.
"''bo or don't you care?" he asked.
II must go and dress for dinner"
said his wife. She looked fair and
young in the twilight, and rather pale.
For moment her husband stood look
ing into her eyes, and then he pushed
her away almost roughly and left her.
In his dressing room the full mean
ing of it dawned upon him. "She is
woman in ten thousand" he said. III
she only cared l would never look at
another woman again." He was ready
early and went to her room, which was
across the corridor. No candles were
lighted, and no French maid was in
attendance, but by The bed he saw her
lying, as If she had fallen in crossing
the room. Lifting her, he saw she had
tainted, so he laid her gently on the
bed.
And l thought she did not care!"
he said to himself.
When she came back to herself again
he was bending over her, heaping her
with every fond word he could think
of.
at was nothing, sweet. Only the be-
ginning Of folly. Shall l confess it
all, Winnie?"
mo! no! / quite believe you, Ger
add"
"still, think you were jealous" he
said tenderly.
The conversation of the afternoon
rushed back to her mind.
"No. Not Jealous" she said, "only-
only"
"Only what?"
"Only love you."-Ladies' Realm.
Truth's Tersely Told.
Truth is the secret of eloquence.
The best-known remedy for laziness
ls to 60 to work.
II good resolutions could furnish :
wings everybody would fly. :
You cannot tell by the size Of the \
tree how the apples will taste. 4 c
The gift of silence is often more val
liable than the gift of speech.
It is not our failures that ruin us, {
but our fear and taAdiness in making !
lew beginnings after failure. .