The Grand Haven news. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1858-18??, 1859-09-21

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Forth accordingly, the immaculate trio
sailed as soon as they could make the
necessary preparations, and bent their
course toward the store of Mr.. Pickleby,
in the lower part of the city. The mer-
chant was busily engaged in the transac-
ton of some business, when he saw the
three ladies approach him. He suspend
ed operations, and inquired what happy
circumstances had brought them thither.
"It is n sad errand on which we are
come" said Miss Nobbs, shaking her head
with melancholy air.
A dreadful errandw affirmed Miss
Dobbs, obviously.
"A moro dreadful errand you could
not imagine ?" added Mrs. Briggs, making
a strong effort to shudder.
For mercy's sake, ladies'" cried tho
alarmed man, turning pale. "What is it 7"
"ln the first place, Mr.. Pickleby," said
the first spinster, eve wish to assure you
that you have our warmest sympathies
that we feel for YOU"
From the bottom of our hearts,"
added the elder maiden.
"And nothing but deep sense of du-
ty," remarked the widow, " has induced
us to take the step we have, in order TO
reveal TO you such dlstressful news"
"What is il! what is itw exclaimed
the merchant frantically. "Don't keep
me in suspense; what has happened9"
"Your wifew uttered Miss Nobbs, in
a significant tone.
"Yes, Mr.. Pickleby, your wife" re-
peated the other two in breath.
Mr.. Pickieby staggered backwards,
while look of dreadful terror overspread
his features.
"My wife" he gasped "what Of my
wife? is she sick is she deadg Z"
Miss Nobbs closed her eyes, and shook
her head slowly.
"Then why do you alarm me so? what
would you have me TO understands"
Is there not something that, 10 your
noble mind, is worse than death?"
"Eh! what-what do you mean?"
Dishonorw
But, Mrs. Pickleby, she-she-"
"Mr. Pickleby, your wife is deceiving
your
"Cruelly, shamcfully; deceiving you" |"
calculated Miss Dobbs.
"But doubtedly, in n manner not to
be borne !" said the widow.
Mr.. Pickleby looked from ono to the
other in speechless agony.
"Bricfly," said Miss Nobbs, "while
you are absent, your wife is receiving the
attentions of other men,"
ave have noticed with grief" con-
tinued Miss Nobbs, " that one of our sex
should so far forget her modesty as to do
rs she has DONE"
"And for that reason" added Mrs.
Briggs, "as l have already said, we de-
termined to acquaint you with the fact"
"How do you know this ~ cried the
merchant in voice of rage. Are you
certain of what you say|
"Quite," answered Miss Nobbs; al
saw your wife this morning with Mr..
Wigley, in the hall; heard them kiss;
and together they went to your room."
"Wigleyl do you mean to say that
Wigley is the man?"
Wigley" repeated Miss Nobbs, en-
phatically.
"The odious villainr' cried Pickleby,
seizing his hat as he spoke. "He shall
repent it-he shall repent it-bitterlyp
He rushed from the store as he spoke,
leaving his informants in the most uncer
emonious manner. They quietly proceed
ed homeward, congratulating each other
that they had been the means of putting
down giant of iniquity. Mr.. Wigley
has an office in Broadway. Mr.. Pickle
by soon after his interview with the ladies,
stood in the presence of Mr.. Wigley, who
smiled and offered his hand to the other.
Mr.. Pickleby, with overy expression of
scorn and hate, declined to touch it.
Permit me TO inform you," said the
merchant, almost choking with rage. "that
| know all "
Wigley looked at the speaker with as
tonlSnment.
"Yes, sir" continued the excited Pick
leby, al know all, and I'm not such n
paltry coward as to suffer it to pass with
impunity."
Whereupon before the other could utter
word, he gave Mr.. Wigley such blow
on the head as 10 stagger him not a little,
and, before he could recover from surprise,
il was followed up by another blow on
the other side of his head, which made
his ears ring in the most wonderful mar
ner. This was rather loo much for the
good nature of Mr.. Wigley, and he nerv-
ed himself to the task and commenced re-
taliation. Being nearly double the weight
of his antagonist, he soon had it all his
own way; and to be brief, in less than ten
minutes, Mr.. Pickleby cried loudly for
quarter, admitting himself to be as well
whipped man as he ever encountered.
"And now," said Wigley, after help
ing his adversary to his feet; snow, that
our affair is settled, please tell me what
have flogged you forp
"For intriguing with my wife rs you