Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-11-07

tween us was: | was broad in my
views; l embraced the whole world:
she was narrow; could only think OF
self l often spoke irritably to her in
those days, but she was never other
than her sweet self, save that she was
sad and shrank from the gay world
about her. 1t was when little Evelyn
had been dead year, and / insisted
upon my wife laying aside her mourn
ing garments, that her other sen
awoke.
1T all came so suddenly and unex-
pectedly upon me that l was first daZed
then infuriated; my wife promptly re-
fused to obey my commando called
them reasonable requests, but they
were simply orders-and claimed the
right to mourn for her children in
peace. And this was the beginning of
a long year of domestic wrangling.
She no longer seemed to regard me as
her lord, but treated me as AN equal;
even presumed to demonstrate with
me on some of my shortcomings.
She was a revelation to me, however.
and l never respected her more or
loved her better than during those
days, know now that we had only fall
len into the habit so many married
couples do-the habit of wrangling,
and showing our worst side to each
other. Charity's new self CALLED me
more than if had known of it before
l could not quite get used to this indie
pendent woman, and was at times &C
tually homesick for my Charity, whose
every look and tone had been of wor-
ship.
was going away for week to at
tend ministerial convention. At the
last I was interrupted, hurried and
worried until quite lost my head.
Of course | was cross and unreason-
able with my wife, most unjustly so:
but she answered almost nothing, and
| noticed she was crying when at last
grabbed my bag flung myself out of
the door and was fairly off without
word of goodby. OF course | was
brute l have not word of anything
but censure for myself, but, o, paid
for it; l am bound to believe that if
only could have seen my wife in the
abandonment of her grief, after l was
gone, 1t would have made a difference:
would have humbled myself. AS it
was, however, | went off secretly c-n-
scious that / was all wrong with God
and my wife, but too stubborn and
self conceited to own it, | returned to
my home one week later, returned to
find my wife gone. Every thing was
as usual, but beside my plate was a
note and this is what l read. know
it all for every word was burned into
my soul. Good-by; | am going home
to fathers 1 have left you forever.
You are tired Of me because / can not
be gay while my heart is breaking.
| am glad that in heaven there is
neither marrying nor giving in mar
riage E.-Charity.
did l follow her and coax her
back? No, God forgive me, l did not!
At first was torn by contending emo
lions; crushed by remorse one mo-
ment, furious the next but this |
said: Though l die. Charity Ray
mond | will never humble myself to
call you back"
20, Mrs. Illusion, if the evil one
ever tempts you as he tempted me
then, flee from him! From the store,
house of my womanhood experience,
let me exhort you to never let foolish
pride and self-love cruelty the angel of
the hearthstone! And remember that
there is no canker so eating as resent
ment cherished against those we love
best
| announced that my wife had gone
away for her health, resigned my pas
torate packed the goods CHARITY had
taken nothing but her clothing and the
life size portraits of our two children
and went forth a wanderer
For fifteen years l died daily, as it
were. tried all kinds of business and
all kinds of pleasure. but each new day
found the weight on my heart not one
whit lightened; found my stubborn
will not one whit broken my head and
my heart might suffer, but my pride
and my will must be sustained.
Among all the Raymonds to my know
ledge there had never been anything
like this: no husband and wife had
parted; no scandal had ever attacked
our time honored name.
Sometimes when the heart hunger
grew uncomfortable, had to recount all
this to myself pretty often to keep up
my pride. but it usually had the de-
sired effect until-well, 1t was the day
before thanksgiving years
since returned to my deserted home.
was doing real estate busipess and
boarding in private family. Someway
this year their festal preparations
CALLED me more than usual, recalled
wildly the last one that our little girl
was with US. could see Charity, In all
her sweet beauty, as she stood before
me, with the little one, dressed to re-
ceive our guests, for we entertained
the elderly people of the church that