The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1922-10-13
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much Heaven knows what pleasure
| have in my life, that should be de
MED my only consolation. These
shameful proclivities must be trod
down; we are already mark and an
eye-sore in the neighborhood: | will
not endure this fresh insanity"
Il cannot afford it." says Mr.. Henry.
'Afford?" she cried. For shame!
But l have money of my own"
"That is all mine, madam, by mar
riage," he snarIed. and instantly left
the room.
My old lord threw up his hands to
heaven, and he and his daughter, with
drawing to the chimney. gave me a
broad hint to be gone. l found Mr.
Henry in his usual retreat. the stew
ards room, perched on the end of the
table and plunging his penknife in it,
with very ugly countenance.
"Mr Henry" said |. you do your
self too much injustice: and it is time
this should cease"
oh" cries he, nobody minds here.
They think it only natural. | have
shameful proclivities. ! am a mig
gardly dog" and he drove his knife
fellow" he cried. with an oath, 81 viii
show him which is the more gener-
GUS"
This is no generosity" said l, this
is only pride"
do you think want morality?"
he asked.
l thought he wanted help. and
should give 1t him, willy-nilly; and no
sooner was Mrs. Henry gone to her
room than l presented myself at her
door and sought admittance
She openly showed her wonder.
What do you want with me. Mr. Mac
kellar?" said she.
THE Lord knows. madam" says |, /
Il have never troubled you before |
with any freedoms; but this thing lies 1
will out Is it possible that two peo-
pie can be so blind as you and my
lord? and have lived all these years
with noble gentleman like Mr..
Henry, and understand so little of his
nature?"
What does this mean?" she cried
\ t. 3
goes to? his and yours and the
money for the very wine he does not
drink at tabie?" ! went on. ITO Paris
Ito tn at mani Eight thousand
pounds has he had of us in seven
years. and my patron fool enough to
keep it secret" r
Eight thousand pounds," she re-
peated 1T is impossible. the estate
is not sufficient"
God knows how We have sweated
to produce it," said l. But
eight thousand and sixty is the sum,
besides odd shillings. And if you can
think my patron miserly after that.
this shall be my last interference"
You need say no more. Mr.. Mac
kellar." said she You have done
most properly in what you too mod
estly call your interference. | am
much to blame; you must think me
indeed very unobservient wife,
docking upon me with strange
| shall put this right at
once. The master was always of a
gery thoughtless nature: but his heart |
S excellent; he is the soul of gener-
)sity shall write TO him myself.
You cannot think how you have
,ained me by this communication.
Indeed, madam. l had hoped to h
lave pleased you, said L. for ragged r
o see her stin thinking of the master. h
And pleased" said she. land f
pleased me of course" II
That same day q will not say but :
What / watched) i had the satisfac- RI
ion to see Mr.. Henry come from his =
yife's room in state most unlike n
himself; for his face was all bloated
With weeping, and yet he seemed to f.
ne to walk upon the air. BY this. | :,
vas sure his wife had made him full r,
mends for once. All" thought |. to NJ
myself, Il have done a brave stroke n
his day" n,
On the morrow, as | was seated at n,
ny books, Mr.. Henry came in softly
ehind me. took me by the shoulders V
nd shook me in manner of playful q,
ess. II find you are a faithless fell q,
wv after all. says he; which was his n.