She was gentle, loving, sensitive to a fault.

He was querulous, fault-finding and irritable, because his nervous system was constantly unstrung by liquor.
She lacked tenderness, sympathy and heart support, and at last faded and died, not starvation of the body, but a trophy of the soul, and when I say the law helped, I mean it licensed the places that kept the temptation ever in his way.

And I fear, that is the secret of Jeanette's faded looks, and unhappy bearing." No Jeanette was not happy.

Night after night would she pace the floor of her splendidly furnished chamber waiting and watching for her husband's footsteps.

She and his friends had hoped that her influence would be strong enough to win him away from his boon companions, that his home and beautiful bride would present superior attractions to Anderson's saloon, his gambling pool, and champaign suppers, and for a while they did, but soon the novelty wore off, and Jeanette found out to her great grief that her power to bind him to the simple attractions of home were as futile as a role of cobwebs to moor a ship to the shore, when it has drifted out and is dashing among the breakers.