The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1898-09-08
JOSEPHINE'S TRIBULATION.

brown eyes snapped fire as she ex
claimed IN tones sayagely Kissing:
80, the monster" that Was where
the foot came down. "And right IN
thu face and eyes of society! Kate
Bixby and Belle Bounderly both saw
him gallivanting down the main
street with her. D! o. or
At this point her voice seemed to
fail her; but presently she continued:
"O Mr. Henry Gilman! if you
don't get piece of my mind when
you next insult me by your presence,
then l shall miss my guess. o, you
black hearted, abominable, hypocriti-
cal, faithless, wicked, wicked man!'
1t was terrible blow for poor Jo-
sephine. She was pretty and good
| girl, only eighteen years or age;
winsome and mostly laughter loving.
But she didn't care to leave just now.
She was the light and the joy of her
home-an only child,-the pet and
the play fellow of both father and
mother.
| Two years previous to this present
time, Henry Gilman, young lawyer
just admitted to the bar, had selected
our thriving, growing town as the field
for his legal labors. He had been
only one and dtwenty when he first
came among us, but he was man of
powerful intellect, keen, bri ght, and
quick to see and understand; ready.
| fluent speaker; eloquent when warm
in debate; scrupulously truthful and
honest; and. withal. handsome. Such
a man could not fail, and he did not
| Within a twelvemonth after he had
established himself with us, he had
gained a lucrative practice, and by
the end of the second year, at the age
of twenty three, he was unable to at
tend to all who called upon him for
professional service.
And Henry Gilman had fallen in
love with Josephine Archer, and she
had fallen in love with him; some of
| her most intimate friends said she
had fallen desperately in love; and
We think they were right, When the
| young lawyer spoke with her parents
on the subject of his love, they knew
not another man in all the world
whom they would haye chosen in pre-
ference to him for their daughters
husband. They knew how light
hearted, impulsive and effervescent
she was, and they believed that he
possessed the qualities, both of head
and heart, necessary to her happi-
| ness.
Gilman lad frankly told Mr.. Archer
that he possessed none of the worldly
| goods upon which to depend for a
living. His father had died when he
was fifteen, leaving enough of prop
erty for the support Of his mother,
with enough to finish his education.
"On the day that | passed my exam
ination, and was admitted to the
bar" he said, Il ceased to draw from
the scsnty store my father left, and l
promised my mother that while she
lived l would not draw another penny
and | only pray that she may live to
enjoy the very last farthlng of it."
| So the lover had been accepted by
all concerned, and all had been very
happy in view of the compact. But
a cloud had arisen, as we have seen,
and a storm was threatened. More
than once had Josephine promised
her dear lover that she would never,
never allow the spirit of jealousy to
possess her. He had quickly seen
how ardent and impulsive she was,
and he had told her: My darling, if
you should ever harbor the green
eyed monster in your bosom, you
would be very unhappy. 1t would
poison your blood, and embitter every
thought and feeling. So, my dear,
dear girl, don't you do it., And she
had promised that she would not.
| And, yet, she had let the monster
in. She was about as jealous as a
woman could be. And it was on &C
count of a blooming young widow
the widow Kitty Coryden. The very
name was enough to make one jeal
Gus. "Kittie Coryden" Josephine
pronounced the name hundred
times, and if it's fair owner could have
heard her, she surely would have
been frightened. The vindictive, his
sing. savage tones were significant OF
direst vengeance.
Josephine! what is the matter
with you"
1t was the first time Henry had call
ed upon her since she had been in
formed of his treachery.
Nv hat III the world is it. darling
he urged, attempting to put an arm
around her. But she pushed him in
dignantly away.
What is it? o, you cruel, wicked
man! And you asked me what it is
o, wretchw
He stood back. and looked at her il
utter bewilderment. For the life oi
him he could not understand it; and
he told her so.
you can't understand it?" she
spitefully exclaimed
Indeed. l cannot"
Then" she said, drawing a long
deep breath, and bestowing upon him
| a look which she thought would an
initiate him,-''you had better go
and -ask-your pretty wldow-you
swee. Kitty Corydenw
A bomb bursting at his feet could
not have startled him more deeply
but it was only for the moment, Hs
was a man whose conscious integrity
whose eyer-present sense of trntl
IN i honor-rendered him imperviou
to fear from such attacks. Present.,
the look of CONSERVATION gave wa,
to pitying smile, and he gently said
poor child, who has been whisper
ing that nonsense into your earl"
"Ohol-its nonsense, is it? Per
haps there isn't any Kitty Coryden
But there is; and she has calle
upon me, at my office"
Yes; and you are going to find
house for her, here in our village7'
Il have promised her that | will"
80! How coolly Won take itv'