Sometimes John thought he had the best wife living, at others he was almost persuaded that she was intolerable.

She was a beautiful brunette, with great dark eyes which smiled when the sky was fair, but in which appeared the lustre of a tigress when enraged.

Love in its full strength and beauty seldom dwells in the heart of both husband and wife through all the vicissitudes of life.

It was so in John's case.

When the honeymoon waned and practical existence began, the wife became ambitious for a more showy manner of life and more pleasures than the husband could afford.