He Killed Her and Never Knew It.
By Cecil
He only thought he was maintaining the rights and dignity of his character as a husband and a man. He did it not with pistol shot, or the assassin's knife, but with cold indifference and stern neglect. He dared not tenderly and lovingly confide and counsel with his wife, lest he might lose some pre-eminence, or she gain some. She neither sought nor sighed for power. She possessed moral, social, and intellectual worth, and she would have the qualities at least recognized, appreciated and reciprocated. His will was law, his commands imperative. She loved her husband and wished to make him happy and home agreeable; but how could she? She drooped and died, as dies the plant deprived of its natural elements. He knew she was dying, but knew not the cause. He thought all the while that God was doing it for not more cheerfully submitting to his God-given supremacy, his rightful authority.—From Cecil.