Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1901-03-29

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vase in the window, falling from her
shining hair, she looked like queen
beside Aimee, in plain chintz dress
and hair banded plainly back.
Aimee felt the difference and was
sure Victor noticed it, too; and when
Madgc, with an exquisite voice, began
to sing, she did not wonder that he
was entranced.
Don't you sing, Aimee?" Madge
asked, when she had sung a Dozen
songs for them, each one thrilling and
sweet.
NO." said Aimee. softly. 81 can
only make music with my fingers"
"Well, then, you surely ought to
have a good piano."
Aimee sighed-a soft bit of sigh
that somehow found it's way to her
husbands heart-but she managed to
answer gaily:
81 am waiting till our ship comes
in"
The piano was hardly missed,
though, while Madge entertained them
every evening with her charming
voice.
AS the girls visit 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 laces
every night, with the lustre of jewels
at the fair throat, the girl would sit
in a glamour of light and an atmos-
phere of sweet sounds, and was even
TO Aimee's clouded eyes a mirror of
| loveliness.
There was a glow of warmth about
her, too, which appealed strongly to
the senses; and while Aimee mourned
| Victor's detection, she scarcely won
| dered at it,
| When Madge 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, Victor say,
softly:
'If Aimee was only out of the way"
"What a wish for a devoted husband
TO express" Madge had replied, laugh
ing.
"It is your fault only, Madge," he
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.
81 could not have dreamed it," she
whispered to herself. mo, He really
wished Inc out Of the way. And shall
l not go, If it will make him happier?"
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
wistful tenderness over the smiling
lips arsI the sleepy blue eyes, and
then she 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 hurrying
along the road, in an Opt ae direction
10 that IN which hand and
Madge had gone, - neafd their
voices borne along IA the wind in
light laughter
She bowed her head and went swift
ly by, but not before both of them had
recognized her
"Almee" 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 the
flying figure.
Aimee, darling, what are you doing
here, and where is baby"
At that question she burst into loud.
er sobs, which shook her frame, then,
losing suddenly her fictitious strength,
she tainted away.
oouielpW tHey got ueT uOIue, anu
there, by the time they had eoaxed the
| roses back into her cheeks, the secret
was told which had so nearly caused
Victor Doty to lose his wife.
For 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.
Madge 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 l do not believe shall
ever be jealous againr'
"And if you are" laughed Madge,
don't be tempted to run away and
leave that baby"'-Saturday Night.
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