terved ei
cr nd Mrs. White, “to
“What are we to do, Louise?”
«ida and read to her the books he longed
“Try to make yourself over into an □e his ";te. Y uU c- >uld have managed 1
to throw into the tire. If Mrs. White
;. a« and pities you two
had liten a confirmed invalid, Monte other man. Be more considerate, kind, him. 1 1»
»lid not . mt , ” she went on tremulous
would doubtless have shown himself a patient and self controlled. ”
“Pshaw! You had better advise mad ly. “But it might bo arranged even
devoted husband. But the moment his
By AUGUSTA LABNED.
now. If 1A will let me keep the boy, 1
wife retunr.el to health the separation am to make herself over. ”
will give tip Mabel, aud then”------
“
There,
you
see
how
it
is!
I
can
do
ot
interests
and
feelings
showed
like
a
[Copj-r-'i:,’svi, bj Atim.' r- i Png, A- : .
“Are ; a stark, staring mad, Helen
you no good. Why do you appeal to
crack in the wall.
tion.]
Monte hail set down his foot against me? You would never think of taking White?' ' : ied Louise, raising her head,
It wax comiuttuly said among their
frit-ini- that In- wn rot the equal of his having <|ue. r people in the house. By any advice I might offer. I shall have with an indignant light iu her eves.
wife, If you were to listen attentively queer people he meant reformers of all to shut my door upon you both. Really “Don’t Vi n know if there was not an
to the conversation of women gathered kinds, not distinguishing the chaff from the thing is becoming too compromis other mt a in the world I would not
think of ’fante in that way?”
!;t little coterii > in drawing room., and t he wheat—people of theories, mystics, ing. ”
“But th ey do say that at one time you
He camo and stood before her and said
t.n verandas, you would discover that spiritists, ideologists, tho founders of
there ar<-
i -ral wives in Littlefield new religions, socialists and anarchists. quite humbly: “Don't do that, Louisa. would havt keen glad to tako him. ”
“Then they say what is not true.
who an. superior to their lords anil mas Mrs. White, though she believed not You are the ou!y real friend Helen has
ters intellectually and doubtlessly inor wholly in any of the se things, liked to here, and you and I grew up together Monte never ^regarded me nor I him in
ally, though on the latter point the crit- j dabble in them all. It was delightfully as children aud are almost like brother any but a friendly light. If 1 were ever
exciting to rulo by her grace and ele au<l sister. Don’t cut us eff from your to marry, it wqtuld be quite a different
ical voice is mainly dumb.
character from 51'onte. I should choose
This state of things is due to the fact gance a collection of eccentrics of both sympathy. ”
“But don’t you see, Monte, the awk a man with a spice of genius iu him,
that male society in the town is mainly sexes and to impress them with a sense
ward position 1 am in? I stand between with a touch of imagination or senti
made up of active business ineu who ex of her superiority, social and meatal.
It was such a convocation iu his wife’s you anil can take sides with neither if ment and with delicate sensibilities.”
haust themselves in their labors during
Mrs. White colored rather violently
the day, a<i fond of a nap on the sofa parlor, called together to meet Aunt I am to be true to both. 1 try to speak
after dinner, and when with difficulty Angelina, Mrs. White’s aged relative, the truth, knowing that not a word 1 Much as she enjoyed criticising her hus
they are forced out into evening compa from whom she was supposed to have say will lx> heeded. It is out of sheer band, she did not er re to hear another
ny by their wives and daughters find inherited most of her peculiar traits, egotism and selfishness, Monte White, woman do it, openly or covertly, for it
themselves painfully mute until they that Monte had broken up without cere that you coine and inflict all this upon cast a direct imputation ou her own
have an opportunity of getting off in mony. Later there had been a stirring me. Why can’t you let your wife go i taste and judgment
“You old Louise,’’said she, with a
one corner with other men and talking scene with his wife, the result of which her own gait, and you go yours? You
was that Mrs. White sent Aunt Ange know perfectly well she is a very supe forced laugh, "why, you talk like a ro
over business and politics.
mantic young schoolgirl. I don’t sup
Mr. Montrose White was not much lina home and threatened to take the ba rior woman!”
pose
you ever had a serious love affair
“
Superior
woman
be
”
—
And
Monte
by
and
seek
protection
for
herself
in
her
above the average Littlefield man. He
guljxid down a very naughty word as in your life. It is really very tunny the
was not a striking intellectual force, nor mother’s house in a distant city.
way you go on. ” Mrs. White was quiv-
It was then that Louise Lancaster he paced restlessly about the room.
were his ideals supposed to be very ex
“There it is. You are both tho most eriDgly triumphant Her eyes gleamed.
alted, but the ideals of Mrs. Montrose stepped iu as an angel of peace and rec
White were high enough for two. Shu onciliation. Louise was Mrs. White’s unreasonable, impossible people I ever She felt sho had put down Louiso and
hud asserted her sujx riority over her
was a pretty woman, slender and wil oiliest friend in Littlefield. Indeed they saw. ”
“Yes; I suppose we do seem so to single sister. Iu spite of her unfortunate
lowy of form, with a fine complexion had been at school together when girls
and large, expressive eyes. Nor was she ; and had always kept up tho intimacy you, but it’s because you never have experience with a hot tempered, iras
too “advanced” to be at all indifferent of their early days. Louise, too, was been married, Louise, and don’t quite cible man, devoid of finer feelings, she '
to the adornment of her person, espe - the friend of Monte White. The Whites understand how marriage changes the still believed that the married form a
cially the choice of colors becoming to and Lancasters had lived side by side nature. All those who are out would higher caste and have a light to look |
her style of beauty. When not engrossed in the childhood of Louise and Monte, like to get in, and many who are in 1 down upon, to pity and snub old maids.
After a pensive moment Louise said j
in the mysteries of the toilet, lofty and they had grown up together. There would liko to get out, but if you are j
themes occupied her mind. She was 1 hud also been talk of an attachment in ever so wretched it isn’t easy. YT>u can’t rather meekly, “I don’t suppose I do |
supposed to have dipped rather deeply 1 that quarter in the time of Miss Lan- go back and be the same man alter you know much about such things. ”
Helen went to the mantel glass and I
into occult things, from the Eleusinian ! caster’s young ladyhood, but Monte had i have formed such ties. It is simply ter- !
mysteries and the key of Pythagoras to ¡ married Miss Cragsliaw, aud after the ' riblo to think of a family broken up, a ¡ tipped her liat a little more becomingly
the latest phases of theosophy, with its Whites had come to live near her Lou j home destroyed, children disgraced, and I over her face. “I have thought, Lou
doctrine of adepts and astral bodies. ise had continued to bo tho best friend then I know she would be tho most mis- 1 ise, ” she began, "I should like to make
Christian science, too, had received a ot both husband and wife, and in the erable of women. She is a thoroughly | myself independent of Monte, so far as
share of attention, and she claimed to end to her had fallen the undesirable feminine person in spite of all her fads pin money is coucerued, though I do not 1
have performed a few striking cures sub 1 office of mutual confidant, peacemaker —not independent and self sustaining say he is niggardly. But I think it ■
and reconciler.
like you, Louise. I declare solemnly to . would put me in a better moral posi- 1
rosa among her friends.
She had never married, but hail gone you I’d do anything in this world to ¡ tion. 1 could ass, rt myself with more
But she never descended to the vul
success. ”
gar, sordid aspect of these things. She pleasantly down the slope of years alone : make that woman happy. ”
“What could you <lu?” asked Louise,
Louise flushed a little at somo of the
touched them only with her delicate aud was now quite independent, living
again
bending over her work.
in
a
pretty
Queen
Anne
cottage,
where
imputations
of
Monte
’
s
rathor
blunder
linger tips and wore her mystic lore
“Oh, I don’t know. I have been'
like a becoming veil which adds a charm she gave delightful teas and evening ing speech, but she bit her lip and said
to the natural face. This, together with companies. She frankly admitted that presently, “Then why are you not a lit thinking about it, and I can’t see my
the fact that she disliked housekeeping, she was an old maid anil was willing to tle moro lenient toward Helen, a little way very clearly. 1 was fond of art
when I was a girl, and niv master said 1 ,
bad no taste for pickling or preserving accept all the consequences of tho sin less irritable and passiouate?”
“I suppose I was iu a devil of a tern- | ditl remarkably well. Ho praised my
or for the concoction of pies and pud gle condition. Her temper was cheerful,
dings, made up the vague general con even joyous. She saw all the funny per that day I told her old spiritualist drawing. ”
“From nature?” Louise asked with- 1
ception of what was called her superior things in life and had a keen sense of greataunt to get out of the house. She
out
raising her head.
humor.
She
was
by
no
means
a
weedy,
had
gathered
a
regular
set
of
ghouls
1
ity over her husband—poor Monte, as
"Oh, no, from his pictures, the nn ;
faded, untidy spinster. On the contra and ghostly creatures iu my parlor, and |
his friends called him.
But Monte White was not the man to ry, sho dressed well, even fashionably, j there was Helen lecturing to them at a I salable ones, which he let me copy us a
willingly take a back seat in his wife’s still looked young and blooming and 2:10 pace. I had to hustle her out of great favor. You think it would be ri
chariot and to be known as Mrs. Mon I appeared perfectly contented with the the house because I knew her influence diculous for me to attempt to teach
over my wife was pernicious, but the ! drawing, or to put my work on themai i
trose White’s husband. He was stout and 1 lot in life that had fallen to her share.
Unconsciously, without any will or next day I sent her a handsome cheek, ; ket, I see you do you, satirical old Lou
red faced, with a hearty laugh and a
loud voice. Monte could not understand wish of her own aud while eager to de enough to keep her in clothes a whole ¡ ise. ”
"I have not opened my lips, Helen. '
Mrs. Monte, nor did he make any great cline the office conferred upon her, Lou year, for the old creature is pinched and
eff ort to understand her. He believed ise had come to find herself placed be has scarcely enough to live on. Helen, • Why should you not try? Everybody is '
solemnly that all women have their tween two ill assorted people, both her of course, doesn’t know a word about it. trying now to dabble in some form of
crochets and quavers aud must be in old friends, both of whom she liked, al I am not one to proclaim my good deeds art. ”
“No; I shall not seriously attempt
dulged up to a certain point. That point though both tried and exasperated her in the market place. She naturally
defined rather a limited area for Mrs. not a little. It was Miss Lancaster's ' thinks me a brute in my treatment of that, ’’ returned Mrs. Monte, with a
sigh. “I ant afraid my Swiss moun- I
White’s free action, and hence had come firm belief that ultimately she would that weedy old woman. ”
“And you would like me to let her tains, waterfalls aud chalets might look
heartburning, domestic friction and be crushed between the upper and neth
rather antiquated if dragged out at this :
discomfort. He was too big and strong er millstones, and she revolved in her know how generous you liavo been?”
Monte blushed slightly under his coat I time of day. But there is music, if I
not to be willing to humor his wife in mind various modes of escape from the
only knew it correctly, but having hail 1
of tan, but made no direct answer.
her little whimwhams so long as she situation.
It had come to that painful pass that
“I suppose she lias said terrible things great taste and facility iu music I nev
kept them under cover and tucked away
out of sight. If it wasn’t theosophy or Monte expected to learn his wife’s feel- about me, Louise. I know she has, in ( er learned the science, aud I play mainly !
Christian science, it might perhaps be I ings, plans and intentions from Louise, , fact. When she sitB bolt upright at ta by ear. Monte in our spoony days used
something worse. But Mrs. White was i while her friend Helen would come in ble without speaking a word, her lips [ to say I played divinely. But now—oh,
too brilliant and intellectual a frau to later to know what Monte had been say- crisped and curled with a contemptuous Louise, how thankful you ought to be
be willing to hide her light under a ! ing and to indulge in the luxury of con smile and a red spot on either cheek, I you have not married to suffer this illu
j know just what is rankling within her. ' sion, to see all your cherished dreams
bushel, and collisions were therefore in jugal criticism and complaint.
One
morning,
as
usual,
Monte
had
I It is far worse, that heavy, constrained ¡ vanish, tu have your heart lacerated”— j
evitable.
“Yes, yes,” said Louise, a little
But in spite of all differences Monte driven his famous trotting horse, Moun silence, than the most violent language. ■
loyally gave to his wife ail the room in tain Bird, round to River street, and j Oftentimes it would be a positive relief | brusquely, "but what about music? You
his heart unoccupied by his horses. His hitching him to the post in front of j if she would break out and begin to do not know it well enough tu tako pu- j
horses did certainly come first- in the in Miss Lancaster’s house had made his throw things at my head. Aud then her pils?”
“The spirit, the sontimeut, the aro
ventory of his affections, aud next to way, hat in hand, into her sunny little politeness—oh, it is something awful 1”
“You see, Monte, how her perfect ma, the inspiration, all are with me,” 1
his horses perhaps his daughter Mabel, parlor, where she sat near the bow win
self control contrasts with your bad tem returned Mrs. White, “but how could I
a good, substantial, solid child of 9, dow with a bit of fancy work.
“Well,” he exclaimed, striding up per. ”
ever teach awkward little fingers to
with her feet well planted on the ground
“Self control be”— And again Monte ( strum one, two, three—one, two, three?
and her little round eyes seeing nothing and down the room, “what is madam
No; I was not made tor that. I have
swallowed a frog iu the throat.
but what was plainly in view. Mrs.
He had reached the door and was thought of typewriting and stenography, ;
White sighed profoundly as she confid
i holding it part way open and said in but I am too original, too emotional, j
ed to her friend, Louise Lancaster, the
i an altered voice: “Louise, there isn’t a too instinctive to do copying—tedious, |
fact that Mabel was not her mental off
sacrifice I wouldn’t make for that worn- I dry, unimaginative work. ”
spring, but belonged wholly to the
She arose aud bent gracefully to the ;
an. She doesn’t know it. She never will
White side of the house. What the
know it perhaps, but it is the fact. I I mirror, patting down the little fluffy 1
baby boy would turn into was still un
would break stones on the road if I Í curls over her forehead with two or
certain, he being too vouDg to have de
three touches of her prettily gloved hand. I
; could make her happy. ”
veloped much more than an appetite,
“You see, dear. I am all fire and im- j
In the afternoon Mrs. Monte White I
but by this token there were indications
1 came round to tho Queen Anne cottage, ¡ pulse, impressionable, magnetic to the !
that he, too, belonged wholly to the fa
wearing a very becoming new bonnet tips of my fingers, feeling people’s states
ther.
trimmed with gray plumes, tipped with as if I could look into their sonls. There !
There was not the slightest hope that
are times when I can glance right J
pink.
Monte White would ever develop an
“I know Monte has been here, ” she through Monte and see his thoughts at
astral body. He had a comprehensively
said as soon as she had insinuated her work within him like the movements of
solid hold ou the substantial things of
self into a favorite easy chair aud a watch. Oh, it is dreadful to be consti
this world aud was totally devoid of
spread out her gown in becoming folds. tuted as I am! You don’t know, Louise, ‘
anything that could be called conversa
tion unless you touched on the points “Well,” he exclaimed, "what is ’madam “I watched him driving Mountain Bird how I suffer!”
“So you have given up the idea of j
down the street this way, and I knew
up to now?”
of a horse, when he warmed to the sub
ject and could give you tho history of ap to now?” He always called his wife he was coming here to lay his chapter making yourself independent as to pin
all the famous trotters and racers in the “madam” when talking of hor to Louise. of grievances before you. He would try money aud sundries?’ ’ Louise said rather
“There is something mysterious go to get in that 6tory first about Aunt An dryly.
country and an accurate account of their
“No; I haven’t, Louise. There’s only I
pedigree. Monte eschewed all “circles” ing on over there at the house. She is gelina so as to make as good a showing I
and clubs and conversaziones and could far too pleasant aud suave just now not for himself as possible. He was asham- j one thing I can do, and for that I feel I
never be induced to don his evening I to be cooking up something for my ed of his violence and has privately sent have a vocation. ”
“What may it be?”
the good old soul $100. She wrote me 1
coat except for a dinner or a stag party. benefit. ”
“To give parlor lectures on high
“I know nothing at all about it, about it yesterday, overflowing with I
He knew all the houses iu Littlefield
themes to a select circle of kindred spir
where good cooks were kept, and where Monte, and if I did I should not tell gratitude. She had forgiven everything,
its. I shall give them iu a friend’s par- I
tho table service came up to a high you. You are placing me in a pretty aud the inouey will make her so com
lor, and Monte need know nothing about
fortable
in
her
little
home.
If
Monte
staixiard of perfection. But Mrs. Monte position. Why don’t you speak to your
had not been 60 enraged, if he had al- | it, at least at first. The tickets will be
White, on the other hand, delighted in wife freely?”
“I can’t, Louise. We have lost the I lowed me to explain that the dear old 1 $5 the course, and the subject, ‘The
clubs and circles and cared nothing for
power
of being confidential and com lady took up spiritualism because she Philosophy of the Passions and Emo
heavy feeds and scientific whist. When
tions. ’ There I shall bo at home. There
her husband heard her discoursing to municative. As soon as I try to explain longed for a message from her husband,
I shall have all the great poets to assist
her favorite coterie, he generally with things from my point of view she gets who died last year, and who had lived
with her over half a century, and never me. A new world opens already before
drew to a remote corner, where he glow angry and flies into a passion. ”
“That’s just what she says of you, a cross word or angry look between me, profound abysses, beautiful glow
ered iu solitude, liko an owl iu an ivy
them, it might have all blown over, aud ing heights. I know, Louise, you are
Monte. ”
bush.
“She does, does she? Well, she can I could have got the people out of the mainly practical, with none of those soul
How these two had ever been led to
longings and hungerings after the ideal
attempt to draw together in harness was be the most provoking woman in this house without an exjjlosion. But, no;
that
make the joy and misery of my
Monte
must
go
off
half
cocked
and
do
world.
She
would
make
a
saint
use
pro
the mystery. But there they were, bound
a brutal thing and then try to make up life, but I do hope, out of friendship to
up in one yoke, each striving to pull a fane language, and I am no saint. ”
"Oh, no!” returned Miss Lancaster, for it with money. I suppose he has me, you will join the class. ”
different way. The people Mrs. Monte
“And you are doing this, Helen, to
been here complaining of me because I
with
gentle acquiesence.
liked her husband detested, and his
“You see I have sometimes thought Wish to be mistress in my own house. ’ ’ spite Monte? You know if he were to
friends she looked upon as odious. It
Miss Lancaster kept her lips sealed hear of it he would be furious. The
was said they had first met on the deck it would be better for us to separate,
idea of your taking money for parlor
of an ocean steamer, where Monte had but I know she would be more miser and her eyes cast down, giving her whole
lectures when he is amply able to give
attention-to
a
little
flower
she
was
work
able
then
than
she
is
now
even.
She
1 picked up Miss Cragshaw as she slipped
you everything you need!”
I and sprained her ankle on the wet deck isn’t very strong, Louise, or 1 should ing ou a piece of canvas.
i‘I am doing it, Louise,” returned
“Why don’t you say something, Lou
aud had carried her down to her cabiu always be fretting for fear there was
Mrs. White, with gentle, solemn em
ise?
Your
silence
drives
me
nearly
fran
aomething
she
might
want.
And
then
iu his arms. He had a kind heart and
phasis, “that he may learn to respect
' had been so attentive to tho injured lady the would nover consent to give up the tic.”
“What shall I say, Helen? You know me. He is not to know a breath about I
that before the ankle was cured they be-» shildren. Neither would I. ”
“Oli, I see how it is, Monte. You I make it a point not to fetch or carry it until my success is assured. Then he 1
came engaged. Even now, when his
will be as proud as Punch. There isn’t
san't
live separate, and you can’t live between you two. ”
wife was ill, Monte would stay at home
1 “You are cold and prudent and re- a maB iu the world who would be more 1
whole days together to sit by her bed- together. ”
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pleased than Monte to have his wife
distinguish herself. ’’
“Then if you value Monte’s respect
and approbation so highly, Helen, you
certainly love him. ”
Helen arose and stood before her.
making a pretty pose with her bent
head :md clasped hands. “My dear, ”
she murmured, “you don’t understand;
you can’t understand. No woman can
who hasn’t married ami passed through
tho great experiences of life. ”
Sho swam off gracefully toward tho
door, then paused fur a moment with
her hand on the knob.
“In getting up my lectures, Louise,
I have felt tho need of an experienced
mind, a trained intellect, and I have
written to Professor Markam of P------
university, the great psychologist, to aid
me with his advice end suggestions as
to the line I ought to pursue in my lec
tures. He has answered iu the sweetest
way, deferring his counsel until lie
comes here to pay a visit to a friend.
He will arrive tomorrow morning.
Then I am to have a jtersonal interview.
They say he is a most fascinating man,
and a childless widower. His wife was
an invalid, I believe, and she died about
three years ago. ”
Louise had risen aud was standing
near her friend.
“Why, how pale you look!” Mrs.
White exclaimed as her eyes happened
to fall on Miss Lancaster’s face.
“I think 1 have a headache coining
ou, Helen. Just the first symptoms, you
know—those sharp, shooting pains.”
“Do keep it off. dear, with bromo
caffeine. I want you to come round and
dine with us tonight. Monte has tickets
for the theater. There is a very good
company at tho opera house this week.
Don’t fail to come, just to keep Monte
in good humor. He is always kinder to
mo when thero is an agreeable third
along. You see so much of us you won’t
mind any little domestic contretemps.
Aud do be sure to ger, there promptly
by 6, ami wear your prettiest bonnet,
Louise, that one with tho red roses. 1
don't suppose there ever was a man
who thought as much as Monte does of
tho appearance of his womeukiud when
he goes into public places. ”
“That acitounts for your love of
dress, ” Louise returned, with u comical
little moua
"A nasty stab in the back, "Louise
heard her say as she shut tho door.
Miss Lancaster wandered about all
the remainder ot the day, possessed, as
it seemed, of a rest less demon. She took a
long oouutry walk under a lowering
November sky ami found her nerves so
singularly shaken that at moments she
leaned up against stone fences and trees
and laughed ami cried hysterically in a
breath, half wondering to heiself if she
had just escaped from a lunatic asylum.
Fortunately the road was solitary, and
she could indulge her strange mood
without fear of observation. At last
the strange mood passed over, aud she
returned tu the town clothed iu her
right mind. She visited a poor fam
ily in which she was interested and
called in at a board meeting of the in
fant hospital, of which she was a man
ager, aud arrived at last, just a minutes
of 0, at the door of the White mansion
and in the bonnet with the red roses.
Monte opened the door for her him
self. He had been standing at the win
dow and had seen her come up the steps.
“Now, this is kind of you, Louise,”
he said heartily. “You see, madam nev
er likes to go alune with me anywhere
because I am apt to fall asleep at the
wrong time. ’ ’
"It is you who never like to go alone
with me, Monte, ” said Helen, with spir
it. She had come out into the hall and
was standing just behind them. “You
know we never admire the same things,
and you will not bear the least contra
diction. ’ ’
“Well, have it so, Helen,” he an
swered good naturedly. “1 said it was
my fault in the first place. ”
“It isn’t your fault, Monte; it’s an
inherent difference. ”
“Inherent difference”— And Monte
turned his back aud swallowed rather
hard.
He took a turn up and down the par
lor. “You never have had the experi
ence, Louise, of fighting for the last
word. You don’t know what a delight
ful, exhilarating exercise it is. ’’
Fortunately Helen had stepped into
the dining room to order dinner served,
and now, in a few minutes, they were
seated at the table. Mabel, the young
daughter, was allowed to take her place
at the family board. She was very large
for her age, with no trace of her moth
er’s delicate beauty, merely a healthy,
romping girl with a well developed ap
petite.
Mr. White noticed that Mabel was
holding her spoon in her left hand and
conveying it to her mouth in an awk
ward manner.
"Mrs. White,” he asketf with great
gravity, “why don’t you teach your
daughter to eat properly? Have you ob
served that she is spilling her soup all
over her apron?”
“And why don’t you teach her, Mr.
White? She is quite as much yuur
daughter as mine, and I think a little
more,” returned Helen, with a bright
spot burning on her cheek.
“Isn’t it the mother’s place to teach
the children manners, Louise?”
“I don’t know anything about it,”
returned Louise, putting a bit of bread
into her mouth.
“For a person of your positive char
acter,” returned Monte, “you have few
er opinions than any one I ever knew.
There is one thing of which I am per
fectly certain—it is that the cook has
scorched the soup. Helen, can’t you lay
by the pursuit of the good, the true aud
the beautiful for a little and look after
that woman? Can’t you give her a few
hints about how things should be done?’’
“She is your woman,” returned Hel
en, with biting calmness. “Yon selected
her at the office iu town; you brought
her out with you on the train and have
steadily refused to have her dismissed,
though I have more than once pointed
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a pleasant dinner wo are making for
■ Louise! Anti hero is the beef cooked to
death, and I know she likes it rare.”
“On the contrary, ” said Louise, has
tening to tell a white lie in tho inter
ests of peace, “it is cooked exactly as 1
like it Do give me that outside bit. ”
‘ 'Louise, you must acknowledge it is
the duty of tho woman of the house to
look after the kitchen department?”
“I ata not so sure of that,” returned
Miss Lancaster as she cut her meat in
littlo bits anil pretended to cat. "In
Italy tho man manages the kitchen, and
it seems to work very well. ”
“You always go against me,” pouted
Monte, “invariably. 1 believe you and
Helen are iu a conspiracy to contradict
everything I say. ’ ’
Mrs. White beamed on her friend. It
was this kind of moral support in re
bellion that made her invaluable to
Helen.
The dinner well over, they set off to
the theater, Mrs. White wearing the be
coming gray bonnet with pink plumes.
Monte, in spite of all disagreements,
was very susceptible to his wife’s
channs, and as soon as they had got
fairly into the street he turned tu Luu-
iso with a boyish impulse arid whisper
ed, "Isn’t Helen looking well tonight?”
“Yes; she is lovely.”
“What are you two saying?” asked
Mrs. White, turning liack.
“Oh, nothing, deur! Monte is only
admiring his wife. ”
Mrs. White took her place iu the par
quet with quite a beaming face, lit spite
uf her great aims and high aspirations
she loved to be admired, like a school
girl. Monte placed himself between his
wife and Louise, and at first divided
his attentions quite impartially. Hu-
noticed, however, that Miss Lancaster
was inclined to be pensive and distrait
They had good seats in the middle of
the house, where pretty toilets told for
their full value. Monte, in evening coat
and white choker, his face beaming
with grateful pride, looked like one of
the most prosperous of men. There was
a full blown juvenesceuce about Monte
in spite of his Laid head and portly per
son that made it impossible for people
to believe in any sort of misfortune ever
coming to him.
The play was one uf those tender, pa
thetic little domestic dramas that touch
the chords of the heart aud awaken old
memories. It was the story of an aged
married pair overwhelmed by misery
and with only their mutual love fur
help and support. Monte was a very
soft natured man in spite of his love of
horseflesh and the unsympathetic air
he could assume at home when at times
he seemed hard as nails. He had a ten
der heart, easily moved to compassion
aud touched and melted by a sad tale.
Now, as the play unfolded, Monte felt a
suspicious rising in the throat and mois
ture about the eyes. He tried hard not
to betray his emotion to Louise, feeling
it to be unmanly, afraid as he was of
her critical eye. So he edged round to
ward his wife, drew out Iris pocket
handkerchief and used it as gently as he
could. Mrs. White meantime had been
moved to sobs, and naturally, to relieve
^rer feelings without attracting too much
the notice of her next neighbor, had
turned toward her husband. Louise,
fenced in by Monte’s broad back, brush
ed away the dew that gathered on her
own lashes and began quietly to watch
the little pantomime that was going on
between her two friends.
As the devotion of the old stage cou
ple went ou developing iu all its simple
beauty, Helen shot a gentle, half re
proachful glance at her husband, as
much as to say, “See what the life of
a truly married pair should be,” while
Monto in turn looked in her face with a
glance of admiration that recalled the
old spoony days of their first courtship.
How it happened Louise never exactly
knew, but when she looked again they
were sitting there hand in hand, like
two children, in the prettiest state of
unconsciousness as to the peuple about
them aud to the fact that cynical uld
Dr. Newcomb was sitting only two seats
back aud hud screwed his face into a
very peculiar smile. The doctor was a
confirmed old bachelor and had proba
bly never known the bliss uf quarreling
and then kissing ami making up. Lou
ise was glad to be neglected fur the re-
1 mainder uf the evening, aud, in fact,
i she fell into a reverie so lung aud ab
sorbing that she only came out of it
wheu the curtaiu fell for tho last time.
Both Monte and Helen were pensive
when they came out of the theater and
| scarcely inclined to talk much. They
walked home with Louise, and at her
own door she contrived to insinuate a
malicious little whisper into her friend’s
ear:
"What a beautiful time you and
Monte hud this evening, He-lenl One
would utmost have supposed that you
were counterparts. ’ ’
“You dear old Louise, ” returned Hel
en, with a furtive blush, which happily
the darkness concealed, “you don’t un
derstand these things, as you have nev
er been married, aud now, of course,
you never will be. ”
“No,” said Louise meekly; “I don’t
cupposu I ever shall, ” and she dosed
the door behind her.
The next morning Louise arose in a
irame of mind so peculiar aud unusual
her two maids could not but remark the
change in her. .She seemed mure rest
less than ever ami for the first time iu
her life capricious. She ate but little
breakfast, ami after giving several con
tradictory orders she went tu her own
room to change her morning gown. It
seemed an unusually difficult matter to
decide among her various dresses as to
which she sin.uld put ou. She tuuk a
white wool one out uf the closet aud
decided that it looked too young, too
dressy, too much as if she were expect
ing some one, and yet when she glanced
in the mirror the face reflected back
was nut an old one. There was a pretty
flush on the cheek, the eyes were bright,
and the brown hair smoothly brushed
and banded showed no gray lines. But
still the white wool was rejected, a gray
silk as well, and at last she put on a
dark blue serge, extremely plain, with
out an ornament of any kind, yet even
the blue serge did not make her look
old in its severe tailor simplicity—in
fact, it was the most becoming of all.
She went down stairs and said to
Rosa, the waitress, “If a gentleman
calls, Rose, you may show him into the
parlor. ”
“And is it a strange* gentleman ye are
expecting?”’ asked Rose, with round
eyed placidity.
“No; I am not expecting anybody,
but he might come just by accident,
md I should not like to miss his visit.
I have no reason to think he will come.
Indeed I am almost sure he won’t, at
least today, but I thought I would tell
you that if he did I w ill be up in my
room writing letters. ’ ’
Louise left Ruse with her mouth gap
ing wide open and ran up stairs. She
sat down in a low chair and clasped her
hands about her kuee ami broke into an
idiotic hysterical laugh. For the first
time it h%d occurred to her that she had
not the slightest giouud fur expecting a
visit from any strange gentleman; tliat
for hours aud hours she had been build
ing a ridiculous castle in Spain, with
no other foundation than air and moon
shine. And then her mood changed, and
she buried her face iu her handkerchief
aud began to sob. There she sat, motion
less, hour after hour, listening to the
groat hall clock as it struck 9 and lft.
It so chanced that it w*as just on tho
strike of 11 when the doorbell tinkled.
Louise heard it, and with her heart beat
ing loudly crept out and listened over the
balustrade. Rose was opening the door
to a tall stranger with qnite a distin
guished head, the thick, black locks
crisped with silver about the temples.
[TO BE CONTINTED.]
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