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LINCOLNTON, N. C, FRIDAY, MARCH 7, 1890.
NO. 43
I'ernoiiHl.
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BY MRS. GEO. E. MASOX.
It was a pleasant breakfast parlor.
I like to introduce my characters at
the breakfast table. Tho world
seem0, every morning so fresh and
young, as if just made, every one is,
or Hhould be, at their best, the room
the most attractive, the meal the
most dainty and appetizing of all.
Aud this was a charming room.
The walls a pale, a delicate green,
with epraya of apple blossom, here
and there strewn carelessly, a lew
good pictures, not the stereotyped
fruit and game pieces, bnt bits of
cool forest and lake scenery. Win
dows of a single Daue of lirnnid
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plateglaas, opeued to the floor, into
a garden, fresh and brilliant and
fragrant with flowers, aud sunshine
and dew. And the breakfast table
was not the least attractive bit of
warmth and light, aud oolor.
The immaculately puie, exquisite
ly laundered damask linen, the
petrly, gold-iiinrued china for it
was before the days of colored chi-
ua, and ugly square forms, tables
looked prettier, if not quite so es-
tbetic the glittering silver and
cut glass, the brace of birds de
liciously browned, the crisp waffles,
the golden butter, and amber honey,
the ruby-like jelly, the coffee in the
eog-8hell cu- s, were alike attrac
tive to tbe eve, and tempting to tbe
taste of the portly, handsome, selN
sufficient man, who emsrged from
his dressing room, fresh from hi
morning bath and toiler.
Not so, the little lady, who sat
at the head of the table. She was
flushed and heated, and a slight
wrinkle of wornment and vexation
appeared between her eyes. At
tired in a plain brown giugham,
clean and smooth, but not a glimpse
of white collar, or thread cf lace at
the throat, relieved the monotony,
or softened the outline, not a ring
let or ripple in the smoothness of
her hair, brushed plainly back, and
confined in a prim little knot at tbe
back of her head. And this witb
all the capabilities of beauty, in the
smooth clear complexion, the long
lashes over tbe brilliant eyes, the
small mouth and chin, the regular
teeth, and lovely curves of the neck
aud throat which even the prim
ugly dress could not hide.
."I shall have to discharge my
cook,' said she. "She is getting too
careless and incapable. She wonld
have burned the birds this morning
had I not been there, and the coffee
would not have been fit to drink, if
I had not set it off as soon as it
came to a boil. She will persist in
boiling it until all the flavor is gone
such incorrigible inefficiency aud
stupidity !"
"As you please, my dear," said
he, absently, as he carved the brids.
He was accustomed to these com
plaints, and was thinking ot some
thing else. Not another word passed
between the two during the meal,
with all tbe sights and soonds of
this lovely morning around them.
"Do not keep dinner wailing as you
did yesterday," said she, as he stood
drawing on his gloves, for the
street. ''Everything spoils so, by
waiting."
He thought, with slight compunc
tion of a certaiu charming widow,
withVbom he had lingered to chat
on his way from uptown yesterday,
and promised to theu try to be
more punctual.
"What a fortunate thing that
wives do not know everything !''
thonght he, as he left the house.
As soon as he was gone, Lucy
Rivers busied herself in having the
house, already neat and clean as a
pin, thoroughly swept from top to
bottom, aud theu with soft -liken
cloth in one baud, and feather das
ter in the other, she went all over
it and removed every epeck and
particle of dust. For she was a
model housekeeper, and took a
great deal of pride in her house,
with its elegant furnishings, and
complete conveniences.
She also loved her husband, her
whole heart was eDlisted in his
comfort and happiness, never yet
had he to complain of a missing
shirtbutton, or an ill-cooked meal,
and with the tesr and purest of
motives she was in dinger of be
coming a mere household drudge.
Lucy in ministering to the bodily
comfort of her husband, forgot to
render herself a companion. So in
terested was she in her house and
uuu-KMrpuiK, m ner not only ap
petizing, but artistic cookery, in her
desire that her husband shonld nev
er feel the need of anything that
her loving forethought could supply,
that she did not remember that man
could not live by bread alone, but
that he has a social nature, a mind
aud heart and affections to please
and gratily.
After accomplishing her morn
ing's work to her satisfaction, she
donned a brown suudown, than
which nothing is more hideous and
unbecoming and started uptown on
some domestic errand. Three or
four blocks from home, as she was
piling a house, on the street car, a
h widsome and attractive woman on
the front porch arrested her atteu
tion.
Lucy had just thought, with her
warm admiration for beauty of all
kinds, "What a lovely woman !
What a graceful picture V when two
young men, with tbe egregious folly
we so olten see displayed of men
tioning names iu public places a
mong strangers, said :
"Mrs. Harrison is a charming wid
ow."
"But some other women better
look a little out for their husbands."
"Yes Mr-. Rivers, for instance."
And they both laughed.
Lucy, with blazing cheek, sig
nalled the driver, and got out.
"Can it be possible!'' thought
she, as she proceeded in her walk
up town, "that Henry does do so?
And so boldly that it is a subject ot
public remark ?'
He was punctual, however, at the
dinner hour, and everything was as
it always was on her part, in per
fect order.
She was rather silent during tbe
meal, bnt he did not notice her pre
occupation, for he was thoughtful
too.
She noticed that he made a care
fal, not to eay an elaborate, toilet
before he went out again and left
her alone.
She sat, for an hour or two after
he was gone, bolt upright, under
the brilliant gaslight, engaged in
her R6wing: The color deepened on
her cheek, the light becoming more
brilliant in her eye, as she drew the
crimson silk thread throueh her
embroidery, until at Jeugth she
could endure It no longer.
She dropped her work, threw a
shawl over her bead it was a bright
moonlight night, and the house
where the widow boarded was only
a tew blocks away.
les, there he was. As she
paused iu fronc of the bouse, she
saw me noaiing lace curtains, a
merry group around the card table,
and her husband there, the gayest
of the gay.
So, thi3 was the manner in which
he passed his time, while she sat at
home alone ! She did not pause to
reflect that bad he remained at home
she would, probably, not have ad
dressed a word to bim during the
whole evening.
She rushed home, her feet had
wings as she flew upstairs to her
room, ami partially undressing,
threw herself on the bed, in a flood
of tears. Her sobs attracted the
attention of herold colored nurse,
that she had brought with her from
the South, who pat in the adjoining
room.
"What's the matter, Miss Lucy,
honey V' said she, coming in, "Is
you sick ?''
"No, Mammy,'' replied she, sit
ting upright, and putting the damp,
dishevelled hair out of her eyes.
"Only sick at heart."
The old woman sat down on the
side of the bed, drew her head od
her lap, and began to brush her
hair, with a soothing, caressing mo
tion.
"What is it ?
Is it Mars Henry's
doings ?"
"What do you mean, Mammy
said she, startled to And that of
which she was ignorant until now
was the gossip of the servants.
"Why, hia running after that wo-
mau -that widow narrisoii and
she c in'r. hold a candle to you '
"Oh, ye", Mammy," sid Lucy,
determined to do her justice, and
remembering tho picture of this
morning, "she is a pretty wonnn."
"No Urh thin? ! ' s-dd Ma-umy,
indignantly, "r know ; Pse seen her
in tho rnornin', before he get her
paint and powder and fr-zzes on, in
calico wrapper, aud hair in curl pa
pers she' tuiity-tive, if she's a
day."
"She dou't look ir. She looks
younger than I do.''
"Because she dresses gayer, with
her curls and white dresses. You
dress like she doef, and curl your
umr as you uia wnen you was a
girl, and I'll bat you is the prettiest."
"And after I had tried to be such
a good wife to Henry," resumed Lu
cy, after a pause, her eyes filling
with terra again. "Stayed at home
and did my duty."
T - : - l. i , .
-Men in sucn ioois,' nroice in
Mammy, "they're always talking
bout a woman afayin' at home and
tending to their business, but that's
not the kind they like after all
lhey'll leave their wives at home
for a flirtiu', painted gadabout not
half so good.
-Aim io luinr, - airer a pause,
"what a belle you used to be, Miss
Lucv ! How Colonel Milligan and
Judge Bland, wilh their shining
l carriages and blooded horses, used
to come to see you, and the ground
wasn't good enough for y ou to walk
on, and you had the pick of the
country ; and to think yon married
Mars Henry and came way off West
here and settled down to stay at
home while he flirts around with
other women !"
' Hut I was young and gay and
handsome then," said Lucy, smiling
at the memory of her girlieh tri
umphs. "No prettier than you are now,"
said the old woman, decidedly. "And
you're not so ye.ry old yet not
twenty-five. I nussed you, and I
know. Nothin' to hinder you from
dressing gay like you did then, in
your pretty silks, white mhslins and
light lawns. You're rich enough to
have all the dresses you want.
Now with your ugly brown ging
ham and blue edieo, aud with your
hair combed smooth, no wonder,
Mars Henry he's like all the men
he likes lively, well dressed wom
en ! Pd show him if I was you !
And I'd show her, too, that she'.i
not tbe only woman that can put on
style. Give thm a taste of it see
how they like it !
"I will think of it, Mammy," re
plied Lucy, upon whom theenerget
ic words of her old nurse at length
made some impressiooi
II.
The next morning after fcreakfast
Lncy opened her long neglected pi
ano, aud as she sang some of her
youthful songs, and her fingers,
which had not lost their cunning,
rippled over the cool ivory keys, the
memories of her girlhood, when she
was the belle of her circle, roused
all her youthful enthusiasm.
After spending an hour or two in
this manner she ordered her car
riage and drove to her dressmaker's.
At the house where Mrs. Harrison
baarded there was, every few weeks,
a kind of informal reception, where
card and conversation, music and
dancing formed the order of the
evening; Lucy had often been
urged to attend, but until now she
had felt that she had neither time
nor iuclinatiou.
The next occasion of the kind the
rooms were nnnsually thronged at
an early hour, and it promised to
be a very lively, enjoyable affair.
Mrs. Harrison was in high feath
er, if one may be allowed the expres
sion. She lelt that she was looking
her best, in dress of garnet silk,
with cream lace, garnet drops spark
ledjn her ears, and a feathery or
nameut of the same glittered with
every movement of her head in the
waves of her dark hair.
She was feeeling well, too, for she
had a new admirer, a wealthy and
unmarried man, and notwithstands
ing she liked well enough to fliit
with a married man, yet she had an
eye to the main chance, and war on !
the lookout for an eligible, on whom
to bestow her hand and her warmed
over affeci ions. Seated in the cor
ner of the teteftete, with Mr. Mont
calm at her si,! and Mr. Rivers on
the window seat near, she prepared
to enter upon an evening of unal
loyed pleasure.
Hut in the midit of their lively
chat .Mr. Montcalm suddenly ex
claimed :
"Uy George! What a lovely
fiirl !" aud lookiug up they beheld
Lucy Rivers entering the room a
mid a group of young people, her
arm linked in that of a laughin
gul, whose dark piqnant beauty was
an excellent foil to her own
Attired in dress of white crepe,
with trimmings of pale green ribbon,
her beautiful arms and smooth
rounded shoulders bare, a spray of
white lilies and buds at her breast,
she looked as fair, as pure, as Un
dine rising from tbe waves.
She saw her husband at the first
glance, but she seamed not to see
him, and the sight lent nerve and
conrage and strength, while indig-.
nation called a dash ot color to her
cheek, the only thing needed to add
to her beauty.
There was something very inter
eating going on in that circle, to
judge from the animated talk and
oursts of laughter, but at length
one of them said :
"Play for us, Mrs. Rivers, will you
not ? Give us some music.''
Lucy did .not like to play for a
large circle, although a finished
performer, for she was too nervous
and self-conscious, bnt this evening
she seemed possessed by a spirit
not her own, a spirit of recklessness
and bravado, the sight of her hus
band devoted to Mrs. Harrison fired
her blood. She went forward to
the piano. "Dashingoti into a bril.
liant instrumental piece that she
had at her finger's end until she hud
subdued her nervousness and slight
embarrassment, then she sang.
She had not a very strong voice ;
it was a sweet, low, mellow mezzo
soprano, with a sympathetic quality
in it that weut to the heart. She
sang that aria from tbe Bohemian
Girl:
When other lips aud other hearts.
Their tales of love shall tell,
Iu language whose excess imparts,
The power they feel so well,
There may, perhaps, in such a scene
Some recollection tie
Of days that have as happy been,
And yon'll remember me.
The crowded room was hushed to
silence, but resisting all entreaties
to sing agaio, she arose.
At that moment the sweet witch'
ing tones of the violin came from
the dining-room, which was cleared
for dancing, and Mr. Montcalm
sprang up, saying :
I must, have u introduction,"
and went across The room.
"Whatever brought your wife
here to-night ?" said Mrs, Harrison
crosslv.
I'm sure I don't know," said
Rivers, and the pleasure of both
was spoiled for the evening.
Mr. Montcalm, after his introduc
tion, eagerly claimed Mrs. River's
hand for the tirt dauce, and she
entered upon an evening of unwont
ed gayety. She was young and in
her highest spirits, unusually ex
cited by her surroundings, the bril
liant scene, the tbiilliug music, the
presence of her hut-band, and her
rival, and her new admirer, all tos
gether conspired to make it an oc-
cation of intense excitement.
Once, during the course of the
evening, the two rivals clasped
hands in the ladies chain in the
quadiilhi in the centre of the room.
The contrast, was striking. LucyV
fre.-h girlish beauty contrasted no
less with the othei's face, faded by
years of dissipation, with the scowl
of ill humor on it for nothing an
gers a complete woman of the world
like a successful rival there did
tbe garish, brilliant colors of her
dress, which looked almost tawdry
iu comparison with the cool subdued
neutral tints of the other.
The advantage which Lucy gained
that evening he followed up. She
went eagerly into society, invited
guests to her house, aud easily drew
around her a circle of young and
It could not be otherwise, she bad
the advantage of youth and wealth
and assured posi tion, and she wrest
ed the sceptre of bellehood so easily
from tho hands of her rival that it
was hardly worth while.'
Mrs. Rivers in an amiable littla
thing," Mrs. Harrison would say
carelessly. "But domestic affairj
are her fate. Pity that she is trying
to bo a gay society butterfly."
Lucy made no remark whan tbe
beard this, apparently ignoring her
existence.
But to uo one was her sadden
blooming out into a beauty and a
belle, and a leader in society laore
of a surprise than to her huabard
He did not know how to take it,
and when he saw how much aha
was admired and her society court'
ed, he began to awake to a realiza
tion of her value and appreciate her
society. Lucy gave him no encour
agement, in tact treated him rather
cavalierly when sometimes he ahowt
ed a disposition to enjoy her com
panionship himself.
4What a fool I have been!" fumed
he to himself on such occasions as
he contrasted the two women, aud
began io feel that the position of
husband to one whose society was
so much sought was not the most
enviable in the world.
For Mr. Montcalm made no secret
of hisropen admiration, and a littlo
consciousness on the part of Mr.
Rivers kept him silent, he dared not
remonstrate for he did not know
what retort Lncy mifht be capable
of.
As for Mrs. Harrison, the open
desertion of her only eligible suitor,
added to the coolness and neglect
of Rivers was almost to i bitter to
endure.
"Never mind, my lady,'' said she,
watching Lucy with darkening eyes.
''The position of a successful mar
ried belle is a dangerous one, diffi
cult to fill with assured safety by
one as inexperienced as you are.
Especially with a lover as ardeut
and devoted as Montcalm. Myeyo
are on you, and dare to maka one
false one imprndent step and my
revenge will come;'
"Lucy, stay with me thii evening,
can yon not?'' said Mr. Rivers, ooe
evening, after dinner, as he lay on
the sofa, while his wife moved
around, dressing, preparatory to
going our, "my head aches tally,
and it has ben o long nine we
have had a epiiet eveniug at home."
Lncy smiled at his sudden fond
ness for quiet evenings.
"I cannot very conveniently,"
said she, disentangling the liukt of a
gold chain, "I have an en?a? mot.''
"Where are you proiug ? Is it n t
something that can be postponed ?''
"I do not choose to postpone lt,';
aid she, carelessly, her heart, that
had been momentarily yieldm?,
growing hardagaiu at. the thought
of a certain evening that she had
spent aloue, while he hoveled at
the side of Mrs. Harrison.
I am going to t he theatre with
Mr. Montcalm!"
"Ah!" said be. He could ntt
trust himself to say more, but min
ed his face to the wall, while she
went on dressing.
"I am going, Henry," said fbe, at
leugth, "how do you like my aj,
pearance t
He tarried on his elbow and sur
veyed her from head to foot.
In sweeping robe of pale blossom
colored silk, with ojvera cloak cf
white cashmere, lined with satin of
the same hue, a bunch of La France
roses in her corsage, a fan of white
ostrich feathers in her band, she
confronted him with sparkling eye.
"Mr. Montcalm is to be congratu
lated," said he, a tone of bitterness
in his admiring words.
4Thank you," gathering up her
gloves and handkerchief, and leav
ing the room.
Rivers turned again to the wad,
with a smothered curse, as be heard
her light steps tripping down stairs.
Not long did he lie there, howev
er, after the street door closed upon
the pair.
His head was throbbing, bis blood
boiliug, the indoor air teemed to
suffocate him.
He started up aud went out,
where he hardly knew, for he was
blind with rage aud jealousy.
4Henry, whispered the voice cf
Mrs. Harrison, as be pesed she
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