Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1904-10-10

debt. disgrace, misery. her reproaches!
! would have escaped them ALL"
His head fell like that of a weary
child on my shoulder. l drew him
gently to sofa and soothed him with
q thousand mute caresses. For had II
not all been my fault?
And through all the long weeks that
followed | nursed him with unwayer.
ing care and devotion. | had but one
thought. one desire-to redeem myself
in his estimation; to prove to him that
was something more than mere but
teray Of fashion I had hitherto shown
myself
Well the March winds had howled
themselves into their mountain fast.
nesses; the brilliant raindrops were
dried on the bough and spray. and now
the apple blossoms were tossing their
fragrant pillows of pinky bloom in III
deep blue air OF latter May.
Where were we now?
II was picturesque little cottage
just out of the city, furnished just like
a magnifled baby house. Gerald sat In
cushioned easy chair on the piazza,
where he could glance through the open
window at me, working a batch of bis.
cults with my sleeves rolled up above
my elbows, and the ''gold.thread" nair
neatly coied.
What an industrious fairy II il" he
said, smiling sadly.
well, you see, | like II. It's a great
deal better than those sonatas on the
piano"
"Who would ever have thought you
would make so notable housekeeper?"
] laughed gleefully-I had all a
child's delight In being praised.
Are you not going to Miss Delancy's
croquet party?" he pursued.
mo; what do care for your Gro.
quet parties? I'm going TO finish your
shirts and you'll read aloud to me-"
Madeline, | want you to answer me
one question"
What is it?"
had safely deposited my pan of bis.
cult in the oven by this time, and was
busting the Hour off my hands.
What have you done with your dia.
monds?'
Il sold them long ago; they paid sew.
eral heavy bills, besides settling half
years rent here"
But, Madeline. you were so proud OF
your diamonds"
II was once; now they would be the
bitterest reproach my eyes could meet.
o Gerald, had l been less vain, though.
less and extravagant-"
checked myself, and a robin sing.
ing in the perfumed depths of apple
blossoms above the piazza took up the
dropped current of sound.
That's right, little redbreast," said
my husband, jokingly, talk her down.
She has forgotten that our past is dead
and gone and that We have turned over
d new page in our existence. Madeline,
DO you know how L feel sometimes,
when ] sit and look at you?"
NO"
well, l feel like widower who has
again."
My heart gave little superstitious
lump.
Like a widower who has married
again, Gerald?"
Yes, ! can remember my 'first-a |
brilliant, thoughtless child, without an |
dea beyond the qualification of pres
ent whims-a spoiled plaything. Well, |
hat little Madeline was vanished away |
INTO the past somewhere she has gone
lway to return no more, and In her
stead behold my second wife, a
tender woman. whose
Satchful love surrounds me like an
whose character grows
more noble and develops itself into new
lepth and beauty every day"
! was kneeling at his side now, with
ny cheek upon his arm and my eyes
ooking into his.
"And which did you love best, Ger.
lld-the first or second wlfe?"
Il think the trials and vicissltudes
trough which we have passed are wei
ONE indeed, since they have brought
ne as their harvest fruits the priceless
reasure of my second wife"
That was what Gerald answered me;
he sweetest words that ever fell upon
ny ear.
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