Good for evil : $b or, Rose CottageLeslie, Madeline
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Good for evil : $b or, Rose Cottage
Leslie, Madeline
Children's stories; Christian life -- Juvenile fiction; Faith -- Juvenile fiction; Young women -- Juvenile fiction
Following their arrival in Chicago, several parties were made in order
to introduce the strangers into society. It was true that the extreme
youth, the beauty and artlessness of Mrs. Dudley made her an object of
interest and attention; and many evenings were by her among friends
whom she felt that she could love. But after one occasion when she
made some blunder, which caused quite a laugh at her expense; and for
which her husband openly reprimanded her; she shrank from appearing in
public, and made almost any excuse in order to remain at home.
One day when a number of ladies and gentlemen were calling upon her, an
allusion was made to Dr. Kane's Arctic Explorations; and a gentleman
said:
"I suppose of course, Mrs. Dudley, you have read his interesting
volumes."
"No," she answered innocently, "I have never heard of them."
Paul, who sat near talking with a lady, called the attention of all to
his wife by saying in a loud voice:
"Gertrude has no suspicion of any other Cain except the naughty boy who
killed his brother."
When the company had gone, he turned to her and said angrily:
"Why need you disgrace me by exposing your ignorance any more than is
necessary? Why couldn't you answer that you had not read the books,
without adding that you never heard of them? I shall be laughed at for
having married a fool."
"I told you I was ignorant; and you promised to teach me," she began,
her lip quivering.
"What time have I to hear a-b, ab," he asked with a sneer.
Another time she was on her way to the parlor after tea, when she heard
a great shout of laughter. She ran back to her room in an agony of
grief and mortification when she overheard her husband reading aloud
for the edification of a coarse companion, one of the letters she had
written him soon after their engagement. Even in her own room she could
hear a fresh burst of merriment when they stumbled upon a word spelled
as it could be found in the dictionary.
All this time the affairs in her house were growing more and more
confused. One servant after another was engaged and dismissed by the
master for some trifling offence, until no decent one would come to
them. It had become a habit of Paul's to take his dinners and often his
breakfasts at a restaurant, without stopping to inquire where his wife
procured her food.
At last he insisted that the usage of society required they should
give a party in return for all their invitations, and their cards were
accordingly sent out.
Poor, ignorant, unhappy Gertrude shrank with actual pain from the
responsibilities of the occasion; and when she timidly asked her
husband what she should do, he answered sharply:
"I can tell better what you will do. You'll act like a fool as you
always have done," in company. But when she began to cry, he softened a
little and explained:
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