Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1901-12-26

are SO very dn2lOus, tnen go, go, 1Of
Heavens sake"
He caught at her hand. but Antje
kept it hidden in the folds of her
dress; she did not move, but only
looked at him with the same express
sion with which she had gazed at
Hilda.
ANTE he said, calm yourself; it
cannot be SO very bad with"
With what?" she gasped out with
difficulty.
With your mother Go, child; we
must get on here as best we can with
Out you--go-"
NO. she replied; 81 will not go,
see that I-can-not go-now. God
will surely have pity on met"
She tried to say more, but her voice
broke in a sob.
Ante, for PHYS sake, do not be so
horribly tragic, don't fancy the
worst"
No, no." she murmured. Il shall
get over it,"
And she put out her hand to warl
him off, as If to say: do not speak
of 1t again; have pity"
She went upstairs to her room and
stood before her mothers picture.
you will forgive me-" she whispered,
pressing her clasped hands against
her lips-''you will forgive me If do
not come. / cannot suffer three
peoples lives to be ruined for the
sake of one. You loved your hus-
band, and your child, too, more than
anything in the world; you will under
stand that must stay at my post"
Then she got out her pen and paper
and wrote two kilograms, one to old
Kortmer and the other to DR.. Maiberg
in Berlin, which latter ran thus:
My mother very ill; cannot GO to
her; IL you could go-very grateful
Anna Jussnitz."
CHAPTER XIV.
Ante did not come to tea that
night, and Hilda did not appear again,
but stayed in her room.
So Leo had the table to himself, but
the food tasted bitter in his mouth
At length he gave up trying to eat
and devoted himself to the wine. His
thoughts were in a mad whirl-about
his pecuniary affairs, the stock specu-
lations in which he had risked Antics
fortune without her knowledge, the
mother-in-law who was by no means
fond of him and would have been glad
to put him on an allowance. He had
no luck. Weeks ago he had sent off
picture to the dealer, and had since
sent him a water-color sketch, but
neither had been sold, though never
had he been in more pressing need of
few thousand marks than now.
He could send Hilda's portrait but
the thought of parting with it, of
giving 1t up to some idiot, who would
adorn his room with it, and would rub
his hands and chuckle at the sight OF
her beauty, put him into such a
jealous rage as nearly robbed him of
his reason; and added to this there
was the agreeable prospect of his
mother-in-law's dying unreconciled to
him. She had already sent for her
lawyer, probably to bind the hands of
her "extravagant son-in-law," so he
could not waste the principal.
That scene with Antje-is he had
only let her go! Now she would 60
about like poor, betrayed wife,
would jealousy spy upon all his
would be cold as ice to
that poor girl, and would sit op-
posite him at the table with that
martyr-like air, and-it Is enough to
drive a man mad. The best thing I
could do would be to drive into Ores.
den this very night-if it were only
not for that sick mother-in-law!"
And now Antje wouldn't go, out OF
sheer Jealousy! There would be- !
scene this evening. he knew that very
well, and there should be one, too; he
would not go out OF the way of it.
Better end it all with a crash than
have this sort of thing going on
forever.
And Hilda? She had left him with
out word. looking every inch of her
like an insulted queen. He gave
bitter laugh. took a cigar, and went
upstairs to make a scene with his
wife. He expected to find her with the
air Of martyr. with fearful eyes.
answering yes" and mo" to all his
questions. That would be excellent
FOR a beginning. for then he could
say: Listen to me. my dear. have
had about enough of this sort of
thing. IL | cannot do anything to
suit you, il YOU take offence at every
thing | do, We had better put an end
to II. No man could stand such
life"
Al this moment he reached the
door of her room and opened 1t. She
was sitting at her desk, writing so
eagerly that she did not look up. She
I'D not see him until he came close
up to her, and then taking her pen in
her left hand. she put out her right.
excuse me for a moment, Leo; only
the signature, and then can attend
to you"
She had looked up at him. Yes:
her eyes. her unfathomable eyes were
still full OF tears, but there was such