The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1917-02-16

The two walked on for several
blocks and entered Mamie Beck's
home together.
Meanwhile Annabel. the moment
Harte had lee the house. had felt a
sudden pang Of remorse, and deter
mined to drt her eyes. rush out. and
get something she knew Harry espe-
oially liked fn dinner. She meant TO
have IL all ready for him when he
came back. AID to try 10 make amends
for what she had said. She dressed.
and started for the shop TO make her
purchases. Thank heaven there was
no bargain counter there! Turning
corner, she gave n start! There was
her husband with Mamie Beck, the two
walking slowly, in earnest conversa-
ton. They were on the opposite side
of the street, and they did not see her.
She found herself following them. Ii
was not n fine thing to do, not even
very decent or honorable. But was she
not his wife? That seemed TO her TO
excuse Ii all.
She saw them enter Me- MI
ds the solution
~ "u or this other woman
tired of her so soon Not
II married five months, and ii was
all over, the happiness, the love upon
which she had built such wonderful
castles of delight!
She did not 60 TO the shop. What
was the use? He might not even come
home to dinner. She went back. flung
herself down, and wept and sobbed as
never had she done before.
After a time she heard his latchkey
in the door. She rose quickly and tried
TO battle away the traces of her tears
She did not mean he should see how
| she had suffered, or that she had seen
him with Mamie Beck.
She met her husband with an icy
reserve that left him very little oppor-
tunity for attempts at reconciliation.
The next morning, having thawed q
little, he met her more than half way.
But as fate or some other psychOlog-
zeal factor would have ii, that very day
she again saw Harry with Mamie Beck.
They stood outside of shop, and
oh horrors. she saw him hand her
money. There was no mistaking it for
Mamie opened her purse and put it in,
and both laughed heartily as they
parted.
That evening Harry met his wife
more affectiOnately than ever. He had
a nice little surprise for her, and he
opened a parcel he had brought in.
He proudly displayed q purple shirt
waist about two years out of date, a
pair of cheap yellow silk stockings
several sizes too large, and a petticoat
built for miss of fourteen.
He tried TO preserve q strictly neu-
trail exterior as he noted the look of
dismay with which Annabel surveyed
the articles.
II got them so cheap, dear,
couldn't resist buying them. / hope
you like the things. l had an awful
time getting them, there was such a
mob of women. But you see l did
think of your
Harry Harte. You know 1 never
wear purple!" cried Annabel
"Oh don't you?" he responded with
carefully assumed innocent surprise.
And these stockings! Do you think
l wear a number nine shoe?'
They are trifie large, aren't theyT'
"a man never knows about such
things. Please don't buy anything
more"
1t was Harte's turn to put on the
hurt air. which he did with all due
elaboration. Annabel certainly was de-
void of a sense of humor. Neverthe-
less about two days later he appeared
before his aStonished wife with pair
of diversified gloves, and a hat of the
vintage of 1910, which he told Annabel
he had bought for her for next to
nothing.
This was the last straw. Annabel
overlooked with indignation.
Il see it ALL" sh" =
Wv" -. s,ormed. "Yor
..n, 10 make perfect fright of me Sc
people will sympathize with you fol
being tied up TO such trump, and 81
you can get a divorce and marry
Mamie Beck
a Harte's face expressed utter despair
u this time not all assumed. His trump
/ card had failed.
e well l thought | was pleasing
e? YOU" he said disconsolately. Il sup
a pose if you had married Tom Bennett
t you'd have liked what he bought fol
: YOU"
t His retort was so nearly Identical
D with her own on Il previous occasion
that suddenly light seemed to breai
: in on her.
( Did he really care for her? Blu
/ what about Mamie Beck, and what she
/ had seen with her own eyes?
: Look herei' she cried. You never
$ bought such atrocious things as these
l You couldn't have found them in
: days journey! You just got someone
TO do it,
: Yes. | did,"
: "Was it Mamie Beck?'
r yes"
e "And you went and told her every
S thing"
Q Listen. dear, 1t was all accidental
: We met on the street. she saw how