New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1919-05-18

swayed one! Here he was haunted
AL the time now by the knowledge that
he would be miserable if she left him.
and that ne needed some one like her
to make him happy, a cheerful and
agreeable beauty when she chose to he
fascinating even when she was not
And yet he would have to learn TO
stand it if he purposed ever to mil
himself together again. Why couldn't
he? Or why couldn't she settle down
and be decent once? Well. he would
face this out with her, from now on.
He wasn't going to stand for her car
rying on in that fashion, She had had
her way long enough now, by the
-! He just wasn't going to pose
as her husband and be shield for her
any longer No sir, by George.
Only si@ty-eight miles morel If she
Were not there noW, as she promised!
Beginning to-day she would have to
give him decent deal or he would
leave her. He wouldn't-he couldn't
stand for it any longer. Think of that
last time he had come on from k.
Just as ne was coming to-day and she
had agreed to be at home-because he
had made her promise before going
that she woodland then, by George.
when he got off the train and walked
into the Brandingham with Arbuthnot
to telephone, having just told Arbuth-
not that he expected to find her out at
the house, wasn't she there with young
Keene and four or five others, drinking
and dancing
why, there's your wife now, Gar
rison,' Arbuthnot had laughingly
TESTED, and he had had to turn it all
off with that ooh, yes, that's all right.
I forgot She was to meet me here.
How stupid of me-"
Why hadn't he made scene then ?
Why hadn't he broken things up then ?
Because he was blank BANKED fool,
that's why, allowing her to pull him
around by the nose and do as she
pleased Love, that's why. He was
blamed fool for loving her as much
as he did and in the face of all he
knew.
Nearing Shirley! Colonel Brandt's
stock farm! Home soon no,c, That
little toaon IN the distance, no connec-
ton aCith the railroad at oil!
On that particular occasion, when at
last they were in taxi, she had begun
one of her usual lies about having
come downtown for something a
romper for Tatty-only when he ven
tured to show her what she was do
ing to herself and him socially, that
he was being made a fool of. and that
he really couldn't stand it, hadn't she
flown into the usual rage and ex-
claimed: ooh, all right. Why don't
you leave me then? l don't care. I
don't carei I'm bored. l can't help it.
can't always sit out in Sicard Ave
nue. waiting for you!"
In Sicard Avenue, And that on top
OF always refusing to stay out there
or to travel with him anywhere or to
meet him and go places, Think of that
for happy married life. will you ?
Love! Love- Yes, love, He'll,
Well, here was Lawndale now, only
eighteen miles-that meant about
eighteen minutes from here, the way
they were running now-and he would
soon see her now if she were at home
If she only were, just this time, to kiss
him and laugh and ask about the trip
and how he had made out, and LEE him
propose some quiet dinner somewhere
for just the two Of them, a quiet dinner
all to themselves, and then home again.
How delightful that would be- Only
No doubt Charles would be at the sta
ton with the jltney, as he always
called the yellow racer. He would