Show A household tragedy with dignified gait and head erect the woman descended the front steps ind proceeded slowly down the street in one band she held a hatbox in tta other a arge paper bundle and in her eyes tha light ot battle the aran ran distractedly alter her come back he cried for heaven s sake do not leave me thus cut the woman upon him a withering glance of scorn and the corners 0 her mouth dropped contemptuously iou dont know what that means to me the man cried in a frenzy ot 1 dispain but in vain her retreating figure had turned the corner and the worn an deaf to his entreaties vas now out of hearing distance fhe man re entered the house and threw himself upon a divan what is to become 0 us he groaned our cook has gone i |