The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1914-09-12

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why" He Wondered, "Did the Al
mighty Make So Pretty Shell ane
Put Nothing In III"
criticize. she was engrossed with the
game Of being fine lady. which she
felt sure was her vocation.
Thus peace abode in the Truitt
household and Mark, freed from the
irritation of constant pickering, was
enabled to give himself wholly to
work. He did not realize that during
this truce he grew away from his
wife more rapidly than when domestic
inharmony kept her constantly in his
thoughts. During these months he
completed his improved process for
rolling steel cold, which made some
noise in the industrial world.
But there is nothing to which our
species so readily adapts itself as to
luxury. Content dissolved. Unity be
gan to complain of the heavy labor OF
ordering so big house. She resumed
her criticisms Of Mark, finding fault
with his fashion Of dress, his man
ners, his habits and his neglect of
her. She was seized with a devour-
ing mania for amusement, filling the
house almost every evening with
guests and demanding that Mark per-
form his duties as host. Other eve
nings she dragged him to the theater,
which he detested. When he, rem
dered peevish by late hours and bore
dom, suggested that there were mat
inees, she put on an injured air that
was more irritating to him than out
right distemper.
"Other men are glad to 60 out with
their wives"
Other men don't have to work so
hard as / do
You think of nothing but money"
"Devilish hcky for you" he was
indiscreet enough to retort; and she
did not emGge from her sulks for
several days
But at last the gnawing canker was
disclosed. One evening SO stormy that
no guests had come, Unity went up
to his study where he was making the
most Of thisrespite. She talked ram
blingly for : while.
We'll, Unty, out with it," he ex.
claimed imntiently. after several min
utes. "Wha do you want? AS you
see, I've gotta great deal to do
II wonda what is the matter with
Mrs. Henls?"
You ount to know. You see her
often enough, don't your"
Yes, SO her-at church! And we
call. But ne never invites us to the
things hegives. wonder why?"
"Probabt because she doesn't want
Unity loked her protest at this
blunt speech. But she did not aban-
don her pbject.
Il shouh think, IL you're such good
friends wih Mr.. Henley, you could
manage iteasily enough"
Now yu can stop right there" he
answered iemphatically. I'm pretty
soft, but here's one thing draw the
line at md that's managing to get
invited tobther peoples houses. That's
fat"
And on that he was firm, though
he was mde to pay in many ways for
his refuss
But inlue time and without man.
agements dinner invitation came; on
whose iniative, being a secret neither
Henley mr. his wife has ever disclosed.
Hence " may not speak surely as
to the accuracy of certain differences
that Unk drew.
You EEL" she cried, showing the
note to lark. Her manner said plainly.
Il alonedid it, in spite Of the indif-
ference my husband"
Il see he responded dryly. Are
you goig?"
She trated this question to the con-
temptuos silence 1t deserved.
And a Mark stood in the hall and
watchedier descending the stairs for
the starthe was bound to confess that
she mae a fair-oh, a very fair
picture.
why he wondered, did the Al
mighty make so pretty shell and put
nothing in it?' This seems to prove
hat he had been pretty effectually dis
llusioned.
However careless he might affect to
De, he was himself keenly elated over
he event. Often he had asked him.
'elf why Henley, so friendly in all else.
lad never let down the bars before his
,ome. And as he mounted the steps