The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1858-12-29
A Bride In the Wrong Bed.

A Bride in the Wrong Bed
We have the Cincinnati Enquirer ~
voucher for the following. A newly
married pairpu up at the Spencer House
they went out shopping-returned--.
bride had lef, some things-she quietly
slipped out. leaving her spouse asleep
found her lost articlcs--returned-mis-
took Main for Broadway-goi into ths
Madison instead of the Spencer-it l.ol
ed little strange-asked boy il she
was in the Spencer--boy said yes, not
fully understanding her-she told him
to lead her to 4s-she partly disrobed
and got into bed--expected her husband
momentarily fell asleep-the occupant
of 4s Madison. an Indiana merchant
returned from tho Theatre-a little
tight-quietly went to room-to bed
to sleep. The account proceeds:
How long the two reposed theirs side
by side with only foot Of space be
tween them. all unconscious Of each
others presence, is not exactly known.
but probably about an hour, when =
tremendous noise was heard in the apart.
ment. from which female screams issued
wildly, pisrcingly and ceaselessly.
The hotel was in an uproar; propri-
stors,z clerks, walters, F~porters and
guests, dressed and half-dressed, were
at the door of ''forty-eight" in few
minutes, blocking up the entrance. aud
asking each other eagerly, What is the
matter 2 For Gods sake tell US what
is the trouble p or-.# a.a Aaaas'
The cause of this outcry may be
imagined. The bride had awakened
about midnight, and putting her hand
over her husband, it fell upon the Indi-
snian's face, and the soft, warm touch
aroused him at once. He did not un-
derstand it exactly, though he did not
dislike it, and in moment more, Mrs
r. sid: MY dearest husband. where
have you been all this while 2
Husband echoed the merchant. be.
ginning to see, like Lord Tinsel, that
ha had 'n,ada a small mistake here > i
am nobody's husband. l reckon.
my dear madam. you're in the wrong
bed
In the wrong bed-horror Of horrors.
thought the bride. What would her
liege lord-what would the curious
world say? And Mrs. R. screamed
terribly and sprang from the couch just
as he, companion did the same. He was
fully as much alarmed as she, and en-
treated her to give him time aud he
would leave the apartment, although it
was the one he had engaged--he'd d swea,
to that.
Scream. scream, scream, was the only
reply to this kindly proposition.
My God, madam, on'tyell 50 you'll
wake the house. Be reasonable: ]
swear it is only mistake. Have some
thought of the consequences. | don't
want to hurt you, I swear don't
You'll get me shot aad yourself-well.
| won't say what
Just at this juncture the throng out
side presented itself at the door. and
beheld Mrs. R. covering in one corner,
exercising her lungs magniicently. with
a sheet wrapped over her form and head.
and the lnd'anian in the mid lie Of the
room enveloped in a coverle., and ejacu-
lating: My God, madam. don't .
The junior proprietor, DR.. Cahill.
saw there must be some mistake, and
requesting the others to retire, called
the merchant out, went with him into
another room, and there learned the
whole story. The Doctor then sent one
of the ladies Of the hotel to Mrs. r..
and the entire affair was explained.
greatly to her relief, though she was
I overwhelmed with confusion at CIR
cumstance that might have ruined her
reputation forever. a.g
Under the escort of the Doctor she
was conveyed to the Spencer, whers
the husband was found pacing the cor.
ridor with frantic mien, and half-crazed
with grief at the mysterious disappear
ance of his wife, whom he believed had
been spirited away by villain. or mur-
dered for her jewels in this internal
city, where, as he expressed it, they
would kill 3 man for q dollar any
time I'll
AS soou as he beheld his spouse. he
pressed her to his bosom, and wept like
a child. He vas melted with happiness
at her discovery, and recovery, and told
her that he had secured the city for in
telligence of her whereabouts, but in
vain. ...--.s-... .a...z .-.-