Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-10-05

"Don't sit up for me tonight, Ber-
tina, said Philip Graham, one pleasant
evening, as he went to bestow parting
kiss upon his wifes sweet lips. 81 have
engaged to take Mrs Mortimer and
Helen to the opera tonight, and may
return late --------
''To hear Vestilli! Oh, how delight
full! I had forgotten that she was to
sing tonight. Why may l not be of
your party?" a.a-.
"You might, suppose; but really
them"
"Never mind l can so some other
time, l dare say"
''Oh yes, to morrow night, if you like. -
every well; that will do. .-.
"Good night, then, my love-" and
with another kiss Bertha was left alone.
'sDear, handsome fellowp' she sighed,
throwing herself down on the low loung-
ing chair by the freside: $50 good and
kind! if he didn't care so much for soci-
ETY.; and if that gay widow and her bold
daughter would let him alone. The
third evening this week that he has
spent in company with them. True, 1
was at that stupid party, but | am sure
they engrossed more Of his attention
than [ did, and others noticed it, too,-
One prim asked me if l was not jealous,
and chat lachrymose Mrs. Pryum, who
is always groaning, cast up her eyes
and pressed my hand, in token of sym
pathy, when I bade her good night
No, am not jealous, but I wonder how
he would like to have me Airt so.
have half mind to try it if I only knew
any one liked well enough -
A sharp tinkle of the door bell start
led her, and moment after tall gem
tleman, moustached and whiskered al
most alarmingly, entered the room. Ber-
tina manifested little surprise, half of
terror; but the words, "My dear Bertha!
have you forgotten mel" had not entirely
passed the strangers lips ere she was in
his arms exclaiming ss ...,.s.z
"'Leonard! dear Leonard! welcome
home!''', ,...< f7--e-
"But where is your husband, dear
est?" he asked, half an hour later, when
she asked and answered many a rapid
question II wonder he can be tempted
to leave this home and sweet little wife
for single evening" .
che has gone to the OPERA" she an
swered, hesitating slightly. l-.....,..
without you? But I suppose you
have some little whim to excuse you
tired of the prima donna, or something
| of the, kind, | presume. You should
spend winter in the mining districts
of California in order to appreciate your
privileges, he said, laughingly.
"Is it too late yet? Will you go with
me? Let me be your cavalier once more,
as in old time ..r aE.
An idea occurred to Bertha; here was
an excellent opportunity to put in exc
cution the plan she was thinking Of
when he arrived. What would prevent
her? Nothing, she resolved; and her an
swer was: .-.-.. .i-.r.s --s. f.. .~-
II shall be delighted I'm sure; will
be ready in few minutes" "
Resting gracefully upon the crimson
cushion, sat the fair Mrs Mortimer, and
her fairer daughter, Helen Mortimer
dressed with regal splendor, and hel
gorgeous attire suited well the dark
style of her. beauty. A smile of triumph
shone in her flashing eyes, as she lis
tened to the fattering remark of Philip
Graham, whose very distinguished ap,
pearance, polished manners and ready
wit, made him most agreeable, com,
panion and to whose good Offices she
trusted for admittance to circles from
which her bold gayety and freedom ot
manner might otherwise debar her
As for Philip Graham, though he
never would have dreamed of such q
woman for the quiet atmosphere of home
yet he loved to while away an hour, il
her company, little dreaming that pai1