The Mayor's Wife
diately after her mother's death, to live with that mother's brother in Detroit. In doing this she had walked into a fortune. Her uncle was a rich man
tions of a high order, and manners at once dignified and winning, caused her to be universal
t differs materially from tha
ogeneous appearance. Houses of strictly modern type neighbored those of a former period, and it was not uncommon to see mansion and hovel confronting each other from the opposite side of
had left behind me a peculiarly obnoxious monstrosity in stone, whose imposing proportions mi
ther, with an alley running between. From the number I had now reached it was evident that the mayor lived in one of these. Happily it was in the fresher and more inviting one. As I noted this, I paused in admiration of its spacious front and imposing doorway. The latter was in the best style of Colonial a
n age and dimensions, but differing in all other respects as much as neglect and misuse could make it. Gray and forbidding,
ere were many persons then living who, if left to their choice, would prefer life in the dismal walls fro
sponse to my ring, only to make instant way for Mayor Packard, who advanced from some near-by room to greet
ease, and I was quite ready to follow him when a
he led me around the stairs toward an opening at their rear, "but she's a kin
ndividuality and power, overshadowed at present by the deepest melancholy. As she rose and faced us I decided instantly that her husband had not exaggerated her state of mind. Emotion of no ordinary nature disturbed the lines of her countenance and robbed her naturally fine figure of a goodly portion of its dignity and grace;
ed it also, for his voice trembl
ile I am making speeches a hundred miles away. Do you not see reason for thanking me?" This last question
ould illumine her own beauty and create joy in those upon whom they fell. But to-day, nothing but question lived in
replied, with a quick turn toward her husband, expressive of conf
hen we talked a little, after which Mayor Packa
aid he; and, preceding me down the hall,
took no notice of him, knowing and expecting him to be there, no doubt, I, with a pardonable confusion, withdrew my eyes from the handsomest face I had ever seen, and, noti
s accustomed to its use; and when I acknowledged some sort of acquaintance with it, he d
rt the paper and lay out the copy to hand, he crossed over to the young man at the other end of the room and began a short conversation w
," said he. "What I want is to hear the questio
s trembled from the machine and I was about to turn and give my full thought to what I had to say. But pride checked the impulse. "No," I
you first see the ch
ternoon at abo
ed on that day?
told me later that
u know
not press her with questions, Mis
e machine was wo
, "that she brought her unhappiness in wit
was a passing mood at the time; she is a sensitive woman and she had been reading-I saw the book lying on the floor at her side; but when, having recovered from her dejection-a dejection, mind you, which she would neither acknowledge nor explain-she accompanied me out to dinner, she showed ev
ve y
y astonishment had g
words, 'She has gone.' Yet she loves me, really and truly loves me. That is the myste
umed work,-"was any letter
can no
for me to
, men in the thick of strife, social and political-o
to put me on my guard. She is physically
the shape of calumny. Your cha
en me an opportunity to vindicate myself. I have
the appreciation he evinced in those wo
and downright enemy capable of a deep and se
hods and possibly my official reputation; but personal ones-wretches willing to stab me in my home-life and affections, that I can not beli
ow many servants do you keep and
nything about the servants. I do not interest myself much in matters purely domes
note in my mind
ho was here just now? H
e one, do
at I should call d
ometimes answers my letters. Just now he is arranging my speeches-fitting them to the local requirements of the several audiences I shal
?-the man, I mea
if, in the week he has been in the house, I had been in
been her
or a
st Tuesday,
ieve that w
d afte
y; soon after bre
ur wife
a great deal even while very busily occupied] and a
than knows of his presence. Sh
not sit at
e suggestion of politics. Mr. Steele can safely be left o
know," said I; then quickly "Tuesday was the day Mrs.
she was fastening on our little one's cap. Usually she is extremely, courteous to strangers, but she was abstracted, positively abstracted at that moment. I wondered at it,
what is th
s name, for later she
out that, M
asked the name of the young man I had brought into the library that morning. I told her and explained his position and the long training he had had in
the letter I had been writing, I held i
please, Ma