The Washington times., 1907-11-17

nish my father with the amount OF
money which he thought fitting. II b.
had cared for him more [ think that
my heart would have broken then. As
it was, l thing that it was my pride
that was wounded, and the frequent
quarrels between the two men nause-
ated me
Time passed, and my baby was
born, a tiny girl. delicate and sickly.
1 think that her father hated her from
the beginning, because she was mine
and formed another tie between US
when he was anxious to sever those
which already existed.
I had never seen the princely estate
for which my father had sold me.
stiH lived ia the little. remote Louisi-
ana village with the ignorant day
laborers from the plantations ana the
negroes for my only friends. After a
worse quarrel than usual my husband
left me. Then one day the end came.
1 was tired and worn out. any wav
i was too tired and heartsick &c care
much even for the child who Law upon
my bosom and smiled at me with her
fathers eyes. / mad not seen my hus-
band for weeks, and l had no money.
II II had not been for the negroes who
were kind TO me and my child, 1 would
have come 70 actual want.
/ shall never forget that day. II
marked the turning-point in my life.
Mr.. Anneriy. Ny husband-never 4
good man; never kind 10 me even at
the very first-forgOt himself and used
language IN my presence that the com
mcnest, most ignorant laborer would
not have used to the coarse roman
who shared mis- cabin and nursed his
child at her bosom. Dead Murdered
tell you. Mr. Annerly. Sylvester
Fairfax should have died long agoi II
Eugene Graham had had drop OF
decent blood in his veins he would"
Annerly simply looked at her and
then laid one hand upon her twisted.
writhing fingers. The touch recalled
her.
4 wondered what had caused nv
husband 10 take the journey which he
had taken TO see a woman for whom
he cared so little. and soon round out"
Some one passing in the hall outside
laid hand upon the door. and hesi-
tated. Then the touch was withdrawn.
and the steps died away down the hall
again.
Looking attentively at the face of
the woman before nim. Annerlv saw
sudden flush that neither softened nor
beautified her thin, plain face creep
over II from neck to brow.
Il should be without vanitv Mr.
Annerly-after twenty years. Should
not? There are very few women whose
charms fade at the very altar. It is
not very pleasant 10 acknowledge that
I was one of the few.
BE patient, and / will hurry on. 1t
was a divorce my husband wanted.
and a divorce he meant to have as
soon and with as little publicity as
possible. He declared that he had
been either mad or bewitched when he
had married me; that there was an
other woman down in New Orleans
woman who was as beautiful as / was
unlovely. as charming as I was com
monplace, as clever as 1 was dull. A
woman who only waited the judgment
Of the courts to take the place which
L could never fIl-that Of acknowl-
edged mistress of his home
4 do not know. Mr. Annerly. wnat
which l showed then. 1t was not love
for my child, for I cared almost as
little for it as for its father 1t was
not ambition, for ambition was dead
within be. 1t was not care for myself,
for / had crucified every selfish feeling
long before.
Whatever il was that prompted me
then held me firm even through the
long months when even my father.
whom my husband had bribed with
money and fooled with lying words,
came and tried to sell me for the sec
Ond time, and more shamefuHy than at
first. For him. as for my husband, 1
had the same reply. I had married my
husband in good faith. and was ready
and willing at any time TO leave the
poor place which / called home and 90
with him to the ends Of the eartn if
necessary. Only there would be no di-
vorce-ever- There was only one State
the jurisdiction of whose courts
would acknowledge, and that was the
grave-onl% one judge 70 whose decree
] would bow. and that judge was
death.
SuPerlstive Hatreds.
He tried another pIan-ae used
threats. He threatened me with bodily
harm. and 1 laughed at him. He
threatened me with separation from
my child. and to show him how little
cared. how little sucn threats could
frghten me, 1 turned my baby over to
one of the few humble friends whom
his money could not buy, and sent her
away. From that day to this [ have
never looked upon her face
''I think that this last act convinced
aim that was really in earnest He
made another proposition then We
were, so long as we lived to be moth
ing to each other. bgt l. under an as
sun.ed name and as his housekeeper.