The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1901-02-08

vase in the window. failing from her
shining hair. she looked like a queen
beside Aimee, in a plain chintz dress
and hair banded plainly back.
Aimee felt the diffef rce. and was
sure Victor noticed IT, 5; and when
Madge, with an exquisite voice. began
to sing, She did not wonder that ne
was entraneed.
Don't you sing, Aimeeg Madge
asked. when she had sung a dozeE
songs for them, each one thrilling and
sweet.
"No.,s said Aimee. softly. Il can
only make music with my fingers"
'Welk then, you surely ought TO
have ~ good piano"
Aimee sighed-a soft bit OF a sigh
that somehow found it's way to her
husbands heart-but she managed to
answer gaily
Il am waiting tin our ship comes
ln."
The piano was hardly missed,
though. while Madee entertained them
every evening with her charming
voice
AS the girls visii drew near a close,
Aimee began to feel a sorrowful kind
OF satisfaction.
Though she had never betrayed her
feelings. she was growing Jealous Of
Madge.
,Robed in her silks and soft laees
every night, with the lustre Of jewels
at the fair throat the girl would sit
in glamour of light and an atmos-
phere Of sweet sounds, and was even
10 Almees clouded eyes a mirror Of
loyeliness.
There was a glow Of warmth about
her, too, which appeeiod strongly to
The senses; and while Aimee mourned
victors detection, she scarcely won
dered at It.
When AIadge first came Aimee, the
kind, thoughtful hostess, insisted that
Victor should take the girl to ride
often while she remained at home
TO look after baby; but now baby's
face could no longer charm her FOR
she was in the chill mist of distrust
That morning she had heard,
through the half-open door, Yictce say,
softly.
III Aimee was only out Of the way!"
"What a wish for a devoted husband
to expressm Madge had replied. laugh
ing.
1T is your fault only, Madge," hs
had said in an eloquent voice.
And just then their horses were at
the door, and they had ridden away.
Victor forgetting the good-by until
Madge reminded him of it.
The sound of the horses hoofs had
died away, and still Aimee sat, with
her head bent down and her eyes full
of tears.
II could rot have dreamed IT, she
whispered to herself mol lie really
wished me out Of the way. And shall
l not go, If it viii make him happlery
And the light Of the perished happi-
ness made her pale face bright.
She took baby in her arms and kissed
him hundred times; lingering with a
wistful tenderness over the smiling
lips and the sleepy blue eyes, and
then sne put him down in his cradle,
pulled the dainty curtains together to
keep out the light, and wrapping her
waterproof around her, went out from
the little paradise which had been
home.
A mile away. as she was hurrylng
along the road, in an opposite direction
to that IN which her husband and
Madge had gone. she heard their
voices borne along on the wind in
light laughter.
She bowed her head and went swift
ly by, but not before both Of them had
recognized her
"Aimeer they exclaimed, IN one
breath, and Madge held still her I'm
patient horse, while Victor sprang TO
the ground and caught in his arms tue
flying figure.
Aimee, darling, what are you doing
here. ana where is babyT
At that question she burst into loud
or sobs. which shook her frame. then,
losing suddenly her fictitious strength,
she tainted away.
Somehow they got her home; aud
there, by The time they had coaxed the
roses back into her cheeks, the secret
was told which had so nearly caused
Victor Doty to lose his wife.
For a numbering wagon was driven
to the door. and out Of It five men
lifted Aimee's new piano, which Victor
had ordered. week before, at Madge's
loving instigation.
Aladge stayed long enough to hear
Aimee wake the old music again with
skillful fingers; and when, week
later. she bade them good-by, Aimee
whispered with a happy smile.
"Ah. Madge. J do not believe ] shall
ever be jealous again.
And if you are. laughed Madge
don't be tempted to run away and
leave that baby Saturday Night
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