Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-07-31

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manded.
"The secret was hers. not NINE" he
answered.
AS usual. felt the tears rising to
my eyes. you and Sarah have made
fool OF mel" / exclaimed. ITO
think that my own sister was engaged
to be married for months, and was
staying right In my house, and she
never told me! That was bad enough:
but to know that my husband was as
dishonorable as she Is q bit too
much"
Johns face flushed darby. Look
Quit" he warned me. All those
tears that you pump up SO easily won't
wash that word out, do you under
| stand?'
Il don't care!" I burst forth. 1T
was dishonorable!"
II hardly think" said John. in q
low voice, although saw that he was
trembling with wrath, that you are
a judge Of honor"
| Our misery eliminated one after
noon when John told me that he
wished would postpone trip l was
planning to my old home, and would
give dinner to some of his rich.
commonplace patrons who, in spite
of my tardy liking for Mr. WEIGH, were
still abhorrent to me. refused to
change my plans.
Under the circumstances" he said
meaningly. Il think you might occa-
sionally sacrifice your whims to help
| me-"
What circumstances"
'That 1 have never denied you the
use Of money make from such peo-
pie, and that your life is more luxu-
rious because of the orders get
through them. say that, such being
the case. you might do all in your
| power to assist me-
IT do not consider that you are do
ing me such a kindness in providing
me with money for my wants!" l re-
torted. "You could not put another
woman in my place and pay her less
than you pay mel"
$50 that is the way you regard
your marriage, is it," he burst forth.
''If that is your idea of it have
right to demand that you do as
say. You will entertain my friends
when wish. and as / wish, in this,
my housed"
"Your housed" Knocked.
YES he roared. my money
bought it,"
"Yes," / painted, "and your money
bought me, tool"
Two hours later was on my way
to my old home. had thrown into
trunk few necessities, and had
left note for John, saying that
doubted if would ever return to him.
/ meant what I wrote. / also meant
it when, the next day, told my par
ents the truth. had expected their
sympathy. To my establishment, my
mother burst into tears. perhaps l
got my habit of crying easily from
my mother.) My father treated me
with stern severity. He called my
attention to the fact that as
had left my husband of my own &C
cord, could claim no support from
him; that l had disgraced my par
ents name; that / was bringing UNI
happiness on my mother and himself
in their old age.
"It Is not" he said, "as If your
husband we're cruel to you. Nor can
you prove that he has been unfaith-
full He has maintained you in lux
ury. He has given you money enough
to make frequent presents to your
mother and myself. Not that / care
for that" he added hastily, 'but l do
care that you are, on account of your
temper, throwing away home and posi-
ton. I wish you had children, for
then you might not be so foolish"
/ was aghast. l had supposed that
my father would pity me. told him
So He spoke more gently, but still
firmly.
III your temper were under better
control, and If you we're more willing
to make compromises, your life might
be more useful" remarked my blunt
parent.
"But, father" l pleaded, II cannot
make any compromises with John! !
tell you we don't love each other any
longer!"
"That does not alter the fact that
| you are bound to each other" he
stated with a narrowress that mad
dened me.
For six weeks no word came from
John. Then, one morning, the village
carrier brought me q letter In my
husbands handwriting.
went upstairs to my cold room
and read Johns letter. 1t was plain
statement of facts. He reminded me
that had left him without sufficient
provocation, and In q At Of temper.
and that, as this was the case,
would never have any right while /
remained apart from him to demand
his financial help, even II my pride
would allow me to do so. In the first
heat of anger he had told himself that
he was glad was gone. Later, as he
grew saner. he had hoped that would
come to my senses and return home
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