The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1908-02-06
Hilsdale & Sullivan

Isn't this just heavenly, Horace: ~
asked Mrs. Winton, as they strolled
through the deserted park next day
81 am SO glad most of the people have
gone home for We can have such a
nice time by ourselves
I'm having delightful time" said
Winton, honestly. Were having bet.
ter food, too, by waiting till the rush
is over. The mothers had to take the
youngsters home to school, so they
have plenty of time to wait on what
few are left at the hotels.
Hurry up" cried Mr.. Winton, sud.
denly, Selling his wife's hand and
rushing off behind pile of rocks. 81
saw Fred and Bess Martin coming
through the woods and We'll have no
peace if they find us. They'll be tag.
g:ng after us everywhere We go and
our good times will be over"
Fred and Bess? Are they here?
How much | would like to see them.
| wonder if they saw us running
Il don't care whether they did or
not. Fred would be wanting to 90
off fishing the first thing and | didn't
come here to fish. | came to have a
good time with just my dear little
wife" and he CALAMITY stopped to kiss
jules check.
Il believe I'll have nap this after
noon, Horace said Mrs. Winton, after
three days of incoming about in the
woods and by the shore "You may
like to read the papers little while.
If you call me at four l will be ready
for stroll before supper time"
Don't lie down, Julie. l will be so
lonely without you and l don't care
to see the papers. Come out in the
woods and you can rest by putting
your head on my shoulder as you used
to do"
Mrs. Winton's reply was inaudible
and she began slowly to get ready for
another aimless stroll. If she tried
embroidery her husband promptly
confiscated it, and sensible conversa-
ton was frowned upon by that gentle
man. I'VE are here to rest" was the
statement that fell upon her ears
hour after hour, but in her heart she
doubted If they were accomplishing
their purpose. By careful lodging
hour after hour watching the waves OF
the birds and squirrels. If she pro
posed fishing, which was one of her
husbands favorite diversions, he
vetoed it on the spot because she was
always slightly ssasick in boat, and
no lover was ever more devoted to his
sweetheart than was this manly man
to the wife of half-a-doZen summers.
Mrs. Winton was as happy as she
could possibly be at first. She won
dered how she could have ever found
fault with this paragon of husband
whose devotion was noticeable to
every one who saw them together. 1t
was like living over the days of their
cOurtship, and life ran along in
smooth grooves, until one day when
the following conversation was over
heard:
I'D like to find out where that
bridal couple came FROM" said a
woman's voice, as Mr.. and Mrs. Win
ton sat in little cove by the lake
that afternoon. did you ever see
such devotion? 1t really makes me
feel lonely, John, to see them so alb
sorbed in each other. l know you
love me and all that, but l wish you
were just little more like that man.
"And call you honey at hotel
table," said a man with great laugh
THAT isn't bridal couple, you little
goose. Can't you see he's just com
mon, everyday henpecked husband
I suppose he's dying to be off with
the men a little while or out fishing
but he has to stick to her. You'd be
mighty tired in short order if L"
Their voices trailed off, and Mr..
WintOu sat with immovable face
watching the gulls dart down after
fish, as if he had not heard word
There was a suspicious sound at his
side, and his wife burst into a pas
sion of tears. THE hOrrid, nasty
thing" she sobbed. L have big no
ton to run after him and"
But, my dear, what is the use OF
getting into a rage over thing that
isn't true? If it suits US"
That's just the trouble" came a
voice from the depths of his coat. II.
is true.Dartlv. I've been mean and