The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1907-11-28

smoking his cigarette, and reading
through all the evening hours.
Her idea of happiness was seeing her
friends at home and abroad, going from
one amusement TO another. Needless 10
say, neither of them found what they
sought; each was disappointed in the
other.
At first they had made some attempt
to meet each others views, but neither
being inclined TO make much concession,
aud both believing the other to be ut
terly in the wrong. things did not work
tremendously, consequently they diverg-
ed instead of drawing together, until
that stage Of semi-coldness was reached
which is fatal to married life.
John Hammond had something OF
this kind in his mind as he stood ut
the window. He felt bitterly that life
In one aspect was failure. Not in
business, for I'm that he had been sue
cessful beyond his hopes. 4 Junior
partner in the large East Indian house
where he had entered as a clerk. he did
not need to be told that the ball lay
AZ his feet.
Suddenly an idea struck him. He re-
solved it in his mind; then his face
Frightened.
A young man was wanted to 90 to
India for three years. The firm was
making an unavailing attempt to find
this young man, for those without en-
cumbrance. active, healthy, honest, and
steady, are not plentiful as blackber-
hes.
able as the junior partner? lie could
rot stand his present life much longer,
he told himself. Eleanor and he got
further apart every day. She thought
of nothing but going out, or filling the
house with people when she knew how
be loved quiet. And she was losing
all her beauty late hours were not kept
for nothing Why couldn't she be con-
tent to spend her evenings quietly at
home with her husband?
He forgot in his impatience that a
lively mind is apt 10 find it somewhat
dull TO sit and watch man, even If /:
be her husband, reading a book that
never seemed to end. and smoking an
eternal pipe. or worse those cigarettes
which left so much of themselves be-
hind
II declare III CO." he said aloud. and
flush Of excitement rose TO his brow.
and ii l like the life, why, I'll stay.
We should be better apart, il only this
affair were over
The affair TO which he alluded was
the expectation of an addition to hi;
family, but the idea caused him no
thrill of joy. 1t would only be another
bone of contention between them. The
child would be neglected by the mother
would be brought up, or rather allow
ed to bring itself up, against his idea
Of what was right, and there was not
one chance in ten that 1t would turn
out well. How could mother devoted
to gaiety bring up child wisely? Why
she was at a great crush last night,
and was intending to go somewhere to-
night, Christmas Eve though it was.
Mrs Hammond was no more anxious
than her husband for the advent of one
who would interfere with her pleasures.
She had never had anything to do with
children, and believed she did not care
for them; she resented the intrusion of
one Into her own household. "They
are nothing but bothers, and seem made
to upset the servants" she sighed, land
after five years, tool"
But in the small hours Of the morn
Ing, despite his want of welcome, John
Hammond Junior arrived-a tiny,
weird-looking mite, too early by some
weeks in making his appearance In
cold, unkindly home.
The mother lay languidly, feeling lit
tie Interest in anything as yet She
had zen wondering on the previous
night why the fates seemed to be
against her, why things went so con-
trary. why she had married a inan who