Norwich bulletin., 1920-10-14

The clements outside were in perfect harmony with the conditions which pre- vailed within. The waves dashed white capped over the sea wall in mountains of spray, the. wind roared and 1ashed, the heavy rain against the windows, while leaden-hued clouds gave no hope of sunshine for hours to come.
 Mignon Murdock sat at the breakfast table swabbing her pretty eyes with very moist and futile apology of handkerchief. while her husband of a week stood with hands thrust deeply into his pocket. his good looking boyisb face as troubled as the sea he was look ing at out of the expensive apartment window.
 What are you going to do Byron?' came in duavering accents from the table
 DO? B,est if I know. unless it someone for a few thousands I never dreamed that the people would take our marriage like this. thought they wou d be hopping mad for a few days and then turn around and say Bless you, by chil- dren.' Biggest surprise in my life seems like ghastly nightmare to me. What does your Uncle Tom say? Read it again sweetheart" The boy came and sat down by his girl wife and gave her a
 
 Mignon dabbed away fresh gush of tears, and spreading out the fatal let ter. read between gulping sobs:
 My Dear Children-Since you have seen fit to light your lamp at Hymen's altarE without consulting your elders. as to ways and means of providing the oi! so necessary to replenish it, especially in these days of H. c. L.. have come to l the conclusion that. in the terms of your modern slang, it is up to your husband l to provide that oi1.' Byron Murdock must play. the man. and keep the child | he has taken from my care and try and compensate her for all the advantages he | has deprived her of. I am willing to give you Du Bois Point as a home this sum- mer you might take two paying guests there and so help to pay off some of your | honeymoon debts. At the end of the sea son Byron might enter business life ? |. Mignon's voice became hopelessly tangled up int tears as she flung the letter away from her "I didn't think Uncle Tom could ever be so cruel" she walled
 And Dad says if I am such an ass as to leave college. why I can go hang can't let you see his letter. darling, i is too profane but I can make a saft bet that your Uncle Tom and he hay. both chewed the matter over and neithe is yelling to put up the dough to help u out i'' The young husband wiped ava! the glistaning tea"S oa1 1-'7e-d his wife mouth into 8 more normal curve.
 Well show them we can make a liv
 ing .'' Mignons eyes flashed determine ton. wen go down and open up Dl Bois Point and take in boarders you cai | help. Byron. It's lovely place, lonely perhaps, but then people like it there. ant f at least we can make enough to pay of our honeymoon expenses, Of course we'll have to work, dear, peel the pota ; toes and things. Anyway, we can shoy thosa two old forsetters of youth and lov that we. can wriggle out of the lap of lux
 urv they have nursed us in.
 l The girl set her red lips firmly, an 2 Byron feeling his backbone stiffen ,un der his silk shirt. was resolved to 'pef !, potatoes and things until the COW came home, or, longer if necessary. Hi
 conscience bothered him as he looked 8 his dainty wife and thought of the man Q sion he had stolen from her and the stat
 of servants that had been at her bidding @ and Mignon as she looked at her hand t some boy husband, realized that he woul F miss his carefree college life and the SUI |. port of an adoring and wealthy fathe Both realibzed. too, that even thoug
 they had married in haste" their repen
 ance would be hard work for them.
 DuBois Point was 10 miles from n