Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1903-02-28

received for nm answer. ~ don't know
and I don't caro-" after which he went
downstairs until informed that supper
was ready. Fat all alone. Dell refusing
to 20 down--found her in tears on retarn-
ing to his room. Was told that she was
"homcsick. and wished she'd never
come" lie began to wish so. too. but
said shed feel better by and by Sat
for an hour or more cross-lcggcd. listen.
ing to the rain. and wondering it there
was a cure for nervousness; finally went
to bed and dreamed of Rosa Lee and the
mOOnlit night when they sat under the
old oak tree and Of the little gold ring.
The next morning Mrs DIR. Clayton
was all smiles. and when. with her hand
some eyes. shining hair. and tasteful
wrapper. she descended to the breakfast
room. she attracted much attention.
Nothing Of this escaped the doctor. and
with glow of pride he forgot the vexa-
tions of the night previous. for well he
knew that the little plain-faced Rosa
could not compare with the splendid wom-
an at his side. Breakfast being over.
he vcnturcd TO suggest the possibility Of
their soon receiving a call from her aunt /;
hut Dell hastily replied that such a
thing was hardly probable. as her aunt
had her own affairs to attend to. and
would not trouble herself about them.
+. Il don't know where you got the idea
that Uncle Marshall Is such a great man
hot from me, certainly" she said.
But got 1t you have. and it's time you
knew the truth. lie il good. honest
man. l dare say. and respectable. too;
but he Is not one Of the ton. by any
means. Why, he's nothing more nor less
than tailor. and earns his bread from
day to day"
But his wife," interrupted the doctor.
how happens it that she supports such
stylcT'
"Oh. that's easily accounted for" re-
turned Dell. They have no children -
she IL fond of dress. and spends all she
can get for that purpose. She was an
apprentice girl and learned her trade In
my uncle's shop. and 1t In said sometimes
helps him now when lie In pressed hard"
why did you never tell me this be-
fore?" asked the doctor, his brow crow
not for my relations"
And why should I tell you?" answer
cd Dell. what did l suppose you cared
whether he were prince or tailor?
You married me. hope, for myself, sud
not for my rclations.H'
The doctor thought Of the ten .hou.
sand dollars just In time to force down
the answer which sprung to his lips, md
which was fur better to Ike unuttcred; 40.
In Its place. he asked, where do they
liver"
ION bacl; street. some distance from
here" said Dell: adding that their house.
though small. was pleasant and neatly
furnished. 1T II well enough in tho
country to have n city aunt on which To
plume ones self" she continued. laugh.
ingly: but here. where she il known.
do not intend having much intercourse
with her, for u physician md tailor
will. of course. occupy entirely different
positions. However. I must treat her.
at first, with n show of politencss. and
if you are so disposed. wen 20 round
there aud call this morning."
The doctor made no objections. The
house. at which they finally stopped. was
a pleasant little cottage. with nicely
kept yard In front, while the parlor was
quite tnstcfully furnished. Mrs. Mar
shall herself answered their ring, APP
pcaring greatly surprised when she raw
them, but not more 80 than DR.. Clayton,
who would never have recognized the
dashing lady Of Pine District In the plain
looking woman who. In a cheap calico
wrapper. unbrushcd hair and checked
apron, now sat before him-his aunt.
And yet he could not help thinking her
far more agreeable than he had ever seen
her before. The truth was that Mrs.
Marshall was one Of those wenk-min,lcd
women who. being nothing at home,
strovc to make amends by 'making be.
licve" abroad" After the first Art.cr Of
meeting the doctor was over, she set
about entertaining them to the best Of
her ability, inviting them to stsy with
her to dinner. and urging as an induce.
mcnt that she was going to have ''pcacnes
and cream for dessert" But Dell rather
haughtily declined. whercupon her aunt
asked. "When she. would come round
and spend the day?'' saying. "shc must
do 80 before long, or they might not be-
In that house."
mot be In this house! Why not?"
asked Dell; and Mrs. Marshall replied,
why, you know, W. have always rented
II Of Mr.. Lee, and he talks Of selling II.
lie has brother In Sunny Bank whom
you may know"
rs he wcalthyy" asked the doctor.
"Why, ye.cs, l suppose So" said Mrs.
Marshall, hesitatingly, as II unwilling to
admit wlrat she could not deny. He
lives In big house OH Beacon street.
keeps his carriage-and they say the
curtains In the front parlOr cost II thou
sand dollars, and there arr only two win.
dOws, either"
Here she cast deprecating glance to-
ward her own very prettily embroidered
muslin curtains, which probably cost
about n hundrcdth part Of that sum.
soOusafter/ the newly married pair arose
10 -. the d>rtOr feeling, In spite Of him.
self, a little uncomfortable. though ut
what he hardly knew; for he would not
acknowledge IL himself that no was ut
all disappointed because Dell's uncle was
tailor instead Of a millionaire. or be-
cause Rosa's uncle lived on Beacon
street. aud spOrted curtains which cost
a thousand dollars. This did not In the
least affect Dell. She was his wife, and
as such he would love and cherish her.
ministering us far as possible to her
wants. and overlooking the faults which
he knew she possessed. Thus reasoned
his better nature rs he rode home. un-
conscious that the object of his thoughts
was at that very moment misconstruing
his silence into disappointment, and writ
ing against him bitter THUGS IN her heart.
1t was u popularity of Dcll's 70 get
angry when people least expected 1t, and
then To sulk until such time as she saw
iii to be gracious: so when they reached
the hotel her pcnt-up wrath exploded;
and, In angry tones. she accused him Of