The Comrade. (Winnfield, La.) 1890-1914, 1910-01-21

young people 1t seemed
"a pity that they should not be getting
out of life all there is in it. / said
as much to Mrs. Carter as rescued
her one day from Wellington's ca
resses.s
couldn't forgive him"
tshe said.
Why not?",
He said I'd have to ask his pardon
land !, never begged any ones par
don in my life"
Hum was it9your fault?
Get in and I'll tell you"
It was sad little tale of proud
Woman's rebellion against a mans
masterfulness.
why shouldn't he concede things?
was her demand
It was on a crisp October evening
that the little drama was finally played
out. Mrs. Carter called me up By tele.
phone
Il want to borrow Wellington" she
said. tits my second girls; evening
out and the cooks mother is i'll, so
I'll be alone and ] thought Yelling
ton might keep me from feeling
afraid
/ took the dog over and left them
together by the roaring fire in the
library Mrs. Carter was looking es-
pecially attractive in a clinging white
gown with a bunch Of violets in her
belt.
When reached home again was
lonely. missed Wellington-and I
missed more than that. I seemed to
feel, for the first time, my great need
of a home-of wife-of a woman
like Mrs. Carter.
But In spite Of their separation she
still belonged to Dick Ihad gradually
conceived a great affection for the
young fellow who held his head SO
proudly and hid the pain id his heart,
/ decided to go to him for the even
| ing. i found him in mood for talk
| ing. And when told where had
left Wellington, he confded to me the
story Of his disagreement with his
wife. al
"she was wrong" he said. "a man
can't give in always"
"nBut if he loves her." said, "isn't
1t worth whils?" 5
Il did make a concession" he
confessed. Il wrote to her day or
two ago, and-and I told her that IL
she would send me any token bunch
of violets-a ribbon any thing Il
would accept it in lieu Of personal
apology
| She IS proud. She will never send
you even violet in apology"
HI But even as I said 1T, there was a
Espatter Of steps III the hall, and q IA,
smiliar whine at the door.
It's yelling ton,. Dick said.
81 clio" he began and stopped
Eshort, and !, turning In my chair to
know the reason Of his sudden silence,
saw the big dog, his head held high, q
bunch of8violets held tightly in his
jaw. And even as I looked he dropped
the flowers at his masters feet. 4
81 Dick snatched them up quickly
l5aBarne he cried, triumphantly she
has sent them. Jean has sent them"
ellington barked as fshe knew he
was the carrier Of good tidings. 4
must go to her. Carter said, and
away he went, and I sat there with
Eonly Wellington for company and
thought Of their happiness and Of my.
lonely life. 8
ell they made II up and lived
HAPPY ever after.
ST didn't send him the Violets, y j can
told me, long after. Y 81 81 dropped
from my belt and Wellingt played
with them, and all at once he took
them III his mouth and bolted through
the open wind low, and laughed q
little and forgot it8entirely until Dick
came back with the violets iii his
hand and his face radiant and, 81
course. had to give III then, dear
Barnes of Blooming ton. e
ellington divides his time new. be.
4 tween the Carter residence and my
bach elor apartment ' r and he divides his
heart among four persons instead Of
| three, for there iss q little Jean with
Leyes like her mothers. whose gentle
affection for old Barnes Of Blooming
ton Oils with JOY my quiet days.
Ealson,s Practical Joke.