Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1906-05-16

ton by any OF loves exactions. We
will remain simply friends; that's set
tied, isn't It? Good night"
She gone. the. bedroom bolt
had clicked before Martin could find
words 3 IN ID
: For 9five years Jane Jeremy re-
NAMED her >husbahdss sincere friend,
and iudicious advisor her brain was
clear, her Judgment acute, and ner per-
sonal charms a factor in his success.
But she REMAINED, also, always his
friend, never his wife; apparently she
could nets understand the word love-
Meanwhile Martin experienced the hot
fits of passioH,i tieeedJd fits of repealed
love, Settling Atsssiast into hopeless
alteration, Of ct, this ti fascinating woman,
whose coel.,1tSIapera ment seemed to
eliminate the %%ssffd heart from her die
tionary Of HES
Jeremy's fstestafad was to collect
rare prints, and -chuiee autographs,
wherein his clever wife gave him her
intelligent sympathy
And now Martin sat in his club writ
ing-room, reading the story of his
wife's treaehery, written by 1.-The Mas
ter of Women's Hearts," for the enter
tainment of friend, who (realizing
the future value of the famous. au-
thor's scrap of genuine autobiography
had dated and docketed the letters,
and after Noworth's death, sent them
to auction. Martin read his wife's
name on every page. as the story
writer's practiced pen traced the
whole course of sensations, up to the
invariable ending:
Jane wearies me: she is too de-
cent; love has died its usual death.
I'm dohe!"
The affair had lasted two years.
Jeremy considered the dates of the
that James personality had intensified
in charm, her eyes had been star-like,
her manners, magnetic!
Drops of perspiration beaded her
husbands forehead, as he stared at
the letters.
Yes! he remembered. John Noworth
had often visited them, but he had
Impotence he felt for all the other
men who amused or interested Jane.
Never would he have doubted, even
in thought, this cool, selfpoised WON
an. Yet this very woman was cyni-
cally, brutally, analysed, through the
phases of her passion for another
man, in these letters that he had
hp,,
Noworth had died; Martin saw now
why during the past summer his wife's
eyes had been Swallowed. her face
lined, her nights sleepless. The doc
tors named it neurasthenia: Martin
knew it now for sorrow. She had
known what love was, after all!
Leaving the club, Jeremy sought his
darkness, but she sat there, leaning
her head on her hands on a small ia
bic, staring into the shadows, with an
air Of patient endurance. AS he en-
tered, she shivered slightly, but held
out her hand, with a movement of
kindly Indifference. Martin handed her
the bundle of letters, saying calmly:
Il bought these this afternoon; they
will interest you-I think" Jane
glanced at the envelopes. A hot flush
suffused her face She stared at her
husband, who looked at her icily She
( opened her s-then-silently turned
her head slightly, and began to read
And until she had read every line,
her husband stood, pitilessly watching
the face of the woman he had loved
so long, quiv in an agony of grief
and shame,
Yet while she read, Martins mental
! attitude slowly changed Gradually
in his mind grew vague pity for his
own past sufferings, and his wife's
present torture; his bitterness faded
as he watched the wrecking of her
self-respect; in some odd way. she
seemed to be closer to him than ever
before
When his wife had finished the last
letter, she rose, wan but calm.
You know what you wish to ar
range. 1 agree to whatever you de-
side upon,' she said coldly.
AS she was leaving the room. he
detained her with a gesture, Don't
leave me. Why do you go?" he said sc
gently that he surprised himself.
Her voice was tense and strained
into her clouded eyes there darted the
same fame of pride which hat
cleaned there on the night she hat
declared to Jeremy the parting O
their ways. Il don't want to cry be
fore you," she replied.
He answered gently:
Il have mourned for you so long
that it may we'll earn me the RICH
now to mourn with you'll"
i Seriously, caressingly, he drew he
to him. CHANGING at the tears in hi,
eyes, she yielded to his touch. Bend
ing over her, he whispered:
He did not know how to love Won
: He was not worthy the love of sucl
a womani Janie?"