Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-12-16


oil this until he came TO the coffc, ind said in
O half vexed toue--
AL do wish VIC could ever have any good
coffee, Annette. Why cannot you make 1t as
mother does"
This was drop to much for me, and
boiled over.
"'You mover think anything on our table
fit to be eaten said I, and almost started
ut the sound of my own voice, you had better
live at homo ii you arc not satisfied, or else
provide me with decent servants. cannot
do everything-take care Of my baby allnight,
aud get tho breakfast tao,'
did not know before that I vas so uery
unreasonable; said he, in tone Of injured
feeling.
r" He sat few moments, then rose, left his
untastcd breakfast, gH-oap bis hat and went
off, When heaxaI ,rshntbehiAil him,
all my t,napsis ~, .---sent into mjTroonF.
locked myself in, satadown and cried like o
child This WINS The il st cross uord had
ever spoken tony husband. 1t seemed to me
MS If somc sudden calamity had befallen Us.
| worked myself up u snch a pitch of feeling.
t'at walked about the room wriugipg my
hands.
40, it is all over with u.s. thought L; we
shall never be happy together again in, this
world This thought made me unspeakably
miserable. / felt as ifa black pail had fallen
around me, and in The future there was only
darkness. In my misery sought to comfort
myself by blaming him. He need not have
spoken SO to me, Ut any Eate, said !, out loud;
he might have seen how felt; it WIS too
much for any one T.. bear. 1t really was not
bit kind in him. II is plaiu enough he does
not care for my comfort as he once did. Then
to be always telling M what nice things his
mother cooks, when hG knows am trying to
do my very best to learn to please biul II is
really to bad
80 Don't look IS .headfully sober, Kate
My baby cried just here, aud Ind u run be-
fore was through With my oa catalogue Of
grievances; yet had gone far enough to get
well On the wrong track again. began to
calm myself with til. r, Election TINT, if there
had been o great wruns done, was NOR the
only one TO blamo' fol- 1t. was dreadiully
sorry that l bad spoken cross to him, but
thought he ought to be sorry, too. Before
my baby had flushed crying, came to the
cunclusloh that | woul,L.exhibit no signs Of
pci.itcnce until saw,sonic in him.
so ba'hed. ny nce. that no traces Of
tears might rlliam, dressed nyaeli with un-
usual care, and went down to Old Budget 10
give some very p,.richar directions about the
uiurer. uid this with. . martyr-like spirit.
ueaut to try my lEst iDuake him sorry for
,srrst-iate dinner, gooI us bis mother could
uuDk. Tp wnct the edge of my delicate re-
proach, made, With my own hands, most
excellent cup oil cUhee.
'''Une O'clock came at 'ast though Thought
il never would: the door opened, and heard
his quick step in the ba /. Of all things in
this word, he was whistling! He came to
the table with bright face, from which every
trace of the mornings cloud had disappeared,
and as lie sat down LIZ looked around with Il
pleased expression.
"Why, Annette said he, 'what q nice
dinner
81 am glad you are pleased said I, in a
subducd tone.
"'Capital, said be, 'the best roast we have
had this season.
" He was, 80 much taken up with my deli
cate reprpofs as nut to notice that Was out of
spirits. | was halt pleased and half provoked !;
but kept rather still, making little cqnversa.'
ton excepting in replyt to him
AFTER dessert handed him his cup Of
coffee. lie was astonished. 'wby, Annette,
said he, l do believe you went to work to-
day to see what you could do
"Hc he'd hit the truth, though without the
least suspicion of the oaIse. My first impulse
WIS to be honest and cut with it by replying,
is it az good as your mother nakes?' This
would have given him the key to the whole
s,ory--he would have ferreted it all out, md
we should have settled it there; but felt
ashamed to. slipped my coffee in silence.
lac golden. moments passed, and MY good
angel took its flight pride had the day.
even begun to be vexed at his enjoying good
dinner so much, and so easily forgetting what
had caused me so much suffering. He was very
busy on that day, and did not stay with me as
long as usual to chat. but went off whistling
even more cheerily thxa when he came.
81 went up into tee nursery and sat down
to think it over. Baby was asleep the rain
was pattering against tao windows, the wind
was rising, and TO me the world looked dreary
enough. had tired myself oil cut getting
up such q dinner, and now the excitement
was over, md felt the re-sction, began to
ask ysclf what had got for ii. Just no.
thing az alk My husband either did not or
would not see that there was any thing TO be
reconcilcd about. blamed him for his in
sensibility. Once, thought /, he would
have noticed any change in my voice, or any
shadow which came over my spirits. now, /
can really be cross to him and he does not
mind il at all"
~ had q dolerul afternoon of it. I was
restless enough; trying first one employment
and then another but finding nothing which