The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1906-12-22

Maynard pushed open the drawing
room door and came into the room
/ just as his wife laid down her pen.
I'm so glad you're going to be at
home this evening, dear,' she said,
coming up to him.
He glanced at her in a haIf-startled
| fashion and took his seat trif1e I'M
easily
You've been working entirely too
/ hard. And I mean to put a stop to all
such nonsense, don't II" she ratified
on, Ticking speek of dust from his
| lapel.
The other laughed and shook his
head
| Tn afraid
But her fingers stopped the words
on his lips and she handed him the
letter she had written. It was to de
cline long-coveted invitation. But
the affair was for that evening, and
| nothing could have induced her to ac-
cept it now
1T wouldn't be exactly fair, It
would be rather selfish Of me to let
you do this, Juliet. You mustn't" he
insisted, lifting her chin in his palm
as he looked into her dancing eyes.
But she only shook her head most
positively and went back to her desk
to seal and stamp the note
After little, Maynard rose lazi1y
and pulled ont his watch
4 must go back to work now" he
said. I've already overstayed my
luncheon hour Au reYoir-tin eve
ming =
The hours passed quickly. Toward
dusk Juliet went to her room to dress,
expending more care over her per-
sonal adornment than she had done
for many week. But Just as she had
finished, there came a rap at her door
and the maid brought in a letter from
her husband
My dearest" he wrote, you cam
not possibly imagine what a disap-
pointment this is to me- but unfor-
seen complications at the office will
detain me here until almost midnight.
Another evening, many evenings, we
will make up for this. Lovingly, Eu-
gene.
Mrs. Maynard dropped the letter,
her eyes swimming with tears. But
suddenly her face lightened and
flushed. Il believe I will do it, she
cried When we were first married.
how pleased he used to be to have
me come and sit with him while he
worked"
She started up abruptly, wrapped
herself in long silk coat, donned her
most becoming hat and drew on her
gloves with excited fingers. Fifteen
minutes later she was spinning down
the avenue in a coupe and the high
office building, from which cleaned
innumerable lights, doomed Familiarity
in the distance
Mrs. Maynard stepped lightly to
the pavement and shook out her
skirts. Her heart was beating tu-
multuously and a bright color vivified
her cheeks.
= The sleepy elevator boy stared at
Mrs. Maynard stupidity, then curious
Is, as he opened his eyes wide enough
to permit a full glance into the pretty
flushed face and sparkling. eyes.
Third floor she said, as she step
ped into the elevator. Il want to go
to Mr.. Maynards Office"
"His Office has been closed an hour.
Miss. He never stays down later'n /
seven.
An hourt Are you sure?a She
gazed at him blankly, every vestige of
color gone from her cheeks.
Sure enough. The lady-his wife.
| guess-was here and they went
away together. She comes for him
most every day
A shudder crept slowly over the
slender figure. Her breath came heav-
i1y and her eyes looked piteously
down the joy1ess vista of years before
her.
Copyright, 1906, by Daily Story Pub. Coz