The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1857-08-20

u as she had gone. That's Cool-that il
r Whew! I'm all in Precipitation. There
your five dollars, ma a'am. Got more'n m
moneys $ worth. I'm perfectly satisfied
e Going to elope, is sheP continued he, il
: great agitation striding the apartment. -
: 1 thought something was in the wind
John FeaLhetbag! John Fealherbag! VIII
; the deuce is John Featherbag? But neve
. mind, ma am. Keep it secret. / II pu
stop to this business in way they littl
e think, Good.by-I'm in a hurryP
Z This evening, at few minutes befor
. nine. carriage containing one passenger
enveloped in huge cloak stopped at tn
front door Of Mr.. Henbody's residence
5 and Immediately afterwards a woman, ais,
closely muffled, came hastily out and en-
tered the vehicle, and it was at once driv
en- rapidly away to Clovertown, the drive
having had previous directions.
As the reader may conjectur, the NAL,
t passenger was no other than Mr.. Hen
body. He had inquired at neighborin,
| n
there been ordered for his house at ninC
presisely, the gentlemen who ordered i
being TO enter it at the stable and ride tC
the house, from which lady was to &C,
company him to the town mentioned -
Henbody altered the time to fifteen min
utes before niue and ordered the carriage
for himself, thus taking the stranger,
place whoever he might be-
Away rolled the carriage out of the city,
and over The rural roads, neither of the
parties inside speaking word to each
other.
My wife, thought Henbody, under his
cloak, is too much agitated at the thought
OF her great crime. She cannot speak. -
No wonder! How amazed she will be
when We get to the hotel in Clovertown,
and she finds that ! am not her paramour,
Feathergag, but her lawful husband Hen
body. My yengene will be complete
What happy thought that was of mine
AT last the carriage reached Clover
town. and they drove up to the hotel.-
Henbody alighted. whispered to the dri-
YER to wait, assisted his companion out,
and they entered private room together
where, shutting the door, with rapidly
beating heart, the husband threw off his
disguise
Behold me, Harriet he exclaimed
as she sat with her back towards him and
her face still covered with her handker-
chief. 'Faithless wife This is |, and not
tie villain Featherbag! And he struck
what was intended to be very ef,ctivo
tragic attitude, but caused his figure 10
represent, as nearly as possible, the letter
TX.
Yet instead ofastonishing. he was him
self astoniShed at that moment. for the
woman rose, and uncovered her face, and
disclosed to his mortified view the fea
lures not of his wife, but his chamber
maid, Miss Cerulia bingo!
A long whistle of wonder and perplexity
escaped the strange Henbody, after which
CeruIia. recovering from fit of laughter
as she could announced that the fortune
teller had deceived him,
She told your wife what to say, before
she went up stairs, and so put you on the
wrong track-and she bribed me to get
into the Garage
'How did she know | was coming in
it?'
1t was all arranged with the stable
keeper.
There is no such man as Featherbag
thenP
~ YES, sir, said Ceruia. gravely.-
She said there was Such a man, but
that's not his name Another carriage,
from another stable, was to come for him
and Mrs. Henbody, as soon as we were
out of the way. / suppose they We both
got off, long before tins time.
'Eloped!-do you meant asked Hen
body, aghast. seizng Ccrulia by the shouI'
der
No less, said the servant, beginning
to be alarmed at his 22specs.
'Then--here--get into the Carriage
quick! Waiter, take your pay--no time to
be lost get in! Coachman drive like light
ming back 10 the city-Jezebel! III have
you arrested for big--no, III have her ar
rested for bigamy, and him for--and you
lor-O dearP
With frantic expressions like these. he
forced the girl into, the carriage, seated
himself, and fell back in half-usensbIe
condition; while the horses, put to the top
Of their speed, bore them back to the
house again, drive OF seven or eight
miles.
I'm going in TO geta glass--no. bot
tie OF wine, to steady my nerves, said he
to the driver, as he, slighted and ran up
his door steps; and then drive me to the
Chief of Police
And he thrust open his door and rush
ed up to the parlol, expecting, Of course,
to find it empty. But here a new aston
Iishment.was ready for him. 1t appeared
to him in no other shape than that Of his
wife, whom he had imagined far away at.
that time!
Forgive me, dear 0rpheus!' she ex-
claimed, rushing to him and throwing her
white arms aroud his neck, while her
bright eyes'looked with impIoring beauty
iuio ,his.
tNeyerF said.he, eudeavoring to coun-
terfeit anger, while the tears of.joy that
.ell from his eyes belied his words. 1T
is unpardonable.'
'Butyou were 50 iealcpse pleaded she.
"A pretty wild goossahsse you have