Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1858-01-22
A HUSBAND CAUGHT.

We published few days ago the letter Of
wife addressed to q young lady who had offered
a correspondence with her husband. A lady in
st. Louis thus writes to the st. Louis Republi-
can:
Mr.. EDITOR was reading the " spicy cor
respondence' in your paper, yesterday, and it
reminded me of something that happened to
married man some three years since, Now,
never wrote anything for the papers in all my
life, 1--WE know better) so / will state the facts
rs know them to occur, and you can put them
in ship-shape. The gentleman s wife had good
reason to suspect him of being partial to ladies
IN general, and to other mems wives in partic-
nlar, so she laid trap to catch him. She wrote
him n letter in q disguised hand telling
him that,she had long loved him in secret, and
she had often been tempted to write to him, but
that the fear of her husband and his wife had
prevented her domestic relations, that she could
no longer resist. She hoped he would not think
her bold, bad woman, for addressing him first
and soliciting an interview. If he only knew
how long and how ardently she had loved him.
he would pity if he could not love her-and n
good deal more in the same strain-concludng
by requesting him to meet her on a certain
bridge at SO'clOck at night, where she would
he, disguised as negress. She signed herself
Mary.
The evening came, and with it came the gen.
tleman home at an early hour, and in the best
of humors. He split wood, which he had never
been known to do before, made himself very
useful, kissed his wife several times something
unusuaD, but could not wait for supper, as he
had urgent business down town.
As soon as he left, his wife disguised herself
and went to the place appointed and behold
there he sat, perched upon the bridge, his um-
brella over him, flor it was rainy and dark }
She passed by, and he caught hold of her. and
asked if it was Mary. She told him yes, when
he clasped her in his arms, gave her a sweet
kiss, and then put his hand up to her head to
see if it mi ght be a negress-the idea having
struck him that possibly he was hOaxed. Find
ing the head all right, he insisted en- knowing
who she was. After due hesitation, she told
him the name Of beautiful married lady
- Is it possible that you are Mr.. IS wife -
. 1t is even so, she replied, and hid her head
in his bosom and pretended to cry bitterly,
whereupon he soothed her, kissing a great
many times, and telling her she was the sweet
est little woman he had ever kissed, and if he
bad only as sweet a wife he would be perfectly
happy. In the meantime they had 80 ad-
jOurned' to one side of the road, and he had
sat down on very sharp stump, taking Mary
In bis lap; and you may be sure she did not
spare him any. Finally, Mary concluded she
must 60 home. and insisted on his meeting her
on Monday, if he knew any good place Oh,
yes, he knew the best kind of place, and
went on To tell her all about it which was
just what she wanted to know Then he in
sisted on her going with him to his Office On
their arrival he asked her for her shawl to
hang up at the window She handed it to him.
politely bowling and telling him she would Ger
tainly meet him on Monday. If you cannot
Imagine how meanly he looked, cannot tell
you. only know he complained good deal
about that-lish stump being so sharp
Be so kind as not to let any one see this A
certain person will know who wrote it If he
sees the handwriting FANNY A.