Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1899-06-03

key of the cellar. am sure 1t IS very
great compliment. and appreciate it
highly" ,
And then she smilingly dismissed
him, and John went away feeling that
after all. his master had done the very
best possible thing for himself.
Then she and Alan settled down to
real hard grinding work. He declared
many times that never in the whole
course of his existence had he been
kept to work so ruthlessly and so per-
sistently as by his new task mistress.
"By Jove, if I had thought that you
were going to goad me on like this, l
should have thought twice before l
asked you to come here for good and
all.
"Oh, no, yor Wouldn't" said Mary.
''It is very good for you, and you know
you are perfectly happy. so don't pre-
tend anything else. "
And it was true enough. She GER
tainly managed him and his work ad-
mirably, for by keeping him up to the
mark for certain hours she was able to
be free herself at fixed time every day.
And there was never an idle minute for
either of them. for, as I said awhile
ago, Alan Stacey had always been a
persona g-at in society. and his many
friends all seemed but too anxious to
receive his wife with open arms.
1t was brilliant life. All that was
best and brightest in the great world OF
ert flocked to Alan Stacey's house now
that it boasted of so charming mis-
tress. Mrs. Alan Stacey went every
where and was noted wherever she
went. Almost every day, in the col
umns devoted to the doings of well
known people, there was mention of the
brilliant novelist and his wife. Her
dress, her receptions, her tastes, were
continually chronicled, and for his sake
for Mary was singularly farseeing in
everything that concerned her husband
she put herself to immense pains in
order that she should always create as
favorable an impression as possible. She
was essentially the very wife for such a
man. She never attempted in any way
to shine him down. Rather, on the con-
trary, did she draw him out and show
him at his best. She ruled his house
hold with dignity and simplicity that
went to make her favorite with all
classes of his friends. Her great hold
over him lay in the fact that, although
she was possessed of no artistic gift her
self, she was never dull, was not in the
least degree narrow in mind or Judg-
ment. that she was possessed OF that
scrupulous politeness which demands as
we'll as gives attention. At the end of
year-a year of wholly unalloyed hap
piness-Alan Stacey would as soon have
thought of striking his wife as of omit
ting to pay her any Of those small at
tentions which are as oil to the wheel
of the matrimonial chariot. 1T was Won
derful that it was so, because he had be-
slowed everything upon her. He had
changed her life from one Of toll of
comparative penury, of dullness. of
loneliness, to brilliant existence, the
light of which she had never known, and
which, had she known, she would never
have dared to think could possibly one
day be hers.
And as their happiness grew and
throve apace so did Alan Stacey's star
of fame grow more and more brilliant.
There had been at the time of his first
great success croakers who had foretold
that the star of Alan Stacey brilliancy
would wane in little time. but these
representations had proved to be
wrong With every book that had come
out his genius was seen to be more in
tense and more brilliant He had the
magic touch. the subtle insight. the
grace. the freshness. the romance and
! the poetry which are needed to make
really great and lasting success. To
some of us-to most of us, should
have said-the refining fires of sorrow
are necessary. but now and again there
shines upon the world great mind
which feeds on the sunlight. Alan
Stacey was one Of these. and the more
the happiness of his life increased the
more brilliant did his work become
The untold satisfaction of his daily life.
so far from cramping or stultifying
him. seemed as if it but fed the fires of
his genius. and it was common thing
in the set in which Alan Stacey moved
for their union to be cited as an excuse,
reason. a justification. of the great
and old fashioned institution Of mar
riage.
Marriage a failurel" cried great
painter one day when some theorist
propounded the idea that marriage was
frequently failure because of the in
equalities of intellect and attainments
in those who were indissolubly bound
together Marriage failure for that
reason Nonsensel Look at Alan Stacey,
the most brilliant chap that ever sat at
dinner table. the most gifted speaker,
writer whose sway stretches all over
the world Little Mrs. Stacey has no
attachments She does nothing. A pref
ty little woman manages the house and
STACEY admirably-an ordinary, quiet,
sensible, digniied little woman. who
never makes herself cheap, who never
gives herself away and who keeps Sta
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