Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1861-12-03
IS THERE JEALoUsYINLOyE.


Bill Williamson's wife took tea at nv
Rouse last Tuesday night. My wife, Emma
ana she, are old acquaintance. In fact,
they were girls together Mrs. William
sons baptismal name is Margaret. Emma
always calls her Maggie Everything went
On very pleasantly at the tes-table. The
giris-l always call them girls, though
they are both married and are mothers-
passed most of the time in comic talk.
about jealousy. They both insisted that
Jealousy was constituent of true love. |
Threw doubt upon the proposition. NV ar
goment was, that sincere cannubial affec-
ton was unbounded. Suspicion was the
canker that gnawed away 1--we.
1T once distrusted my Emma" said |.
gazing ct her very tenderly, there would
De an end of my regard"
Nonsense" responded Mrs. William
was nettled at her curt reply, but held
ny temper. ] have long known the folly
Of arguing with women. Corner than
with logic and they will escape your grasp
by some irritating and personal attack =
Besides, like Mrs. Maggie. During EN-
mas last sickness she watched by her bed
side M her cheek turned pale, ard her
rounded hgure became as thin as a skele-
ton.
Il tell you, Bobby, Maggie is right"
said my Emma, In a most provoking man
ner. So collapsed and held nv tongue
Yet was wounded at the result of a con-
test, where positiveness and bold assump-
ton were arrayed against social rutocins-
ton.
Happening to reeollect that Tom Viii
tod IF
his house, told the girls believed | would
go over to Toms. 1 found Tom and his
wife and mother>in- law, awaiting nv COM
ing. preferred Rebecca Willoebby for a
partner, and good-naturedly mentioned my
preference but it seems the matter had
all been arranged before my coming.
have no objection to old Mrs Crollop,
except she wears specks aud is so cross
over the game. If | make n mistake. she
pitches into me as if had committed a
grievous sin. Her sharp scoldiug makes
me as nervous as o cousumptive girl.
reckon We have been playing about an
hour when the front door Eell emitted a
nervous twinkle. Mrs. Crollop was in fine
spirits at the time. She had Just exhaust
ed the trumps, and wac making a fine
Roadway with her commanding suit of
hearts.
Rebecca sprang out Of her seat to GO to
the door.
Now sit down, Becky, till this hand is
played out" said Mrs. Crollop, peremptor-
lily.
mo, ma" said Mrs Willoghby, "it is
lmpolte 10 keep company waiting at the
door )" and away went the Mrs WIIlogh-
by.
There sir" said the old lady, turning
sharply to me, you see what comes of your
slow playing! 1t is too bad to be tricked
out OF the only good hand have had to-
night. If you had played faster, sir, we
would have won the game. You arc a
But just then Mrs. Willoghby entered
the room, followed by my wife, Emma
Alter them came dapper aud genteel look.
ing young fellow, whom my wife intro
dueed around as hIr. Tebbs. She said
feif< HrQs a cousin to her-dear friend,
Maggie Williamson, who had Just arrived
from the mountains. She also said that
Iebbs and she had seen Maggie home, and
that she had begged Tebbs IL accompany
her to Mr.. Willnghby's.
And Bobby, dear" she continued.
don't you think George is amazingly like
Maggie"
The resemblance was certainly very
strong. but what puzzled me WAS the sud
den intimacy that had sprung up between
the young stranger and my wife.
confess that was little amazed at
Emma's speaking of him az George To
show my reprobaton, / stated, with much
dignity, that was llsased to form the ac>
quaintance of Mr. IebJs
| took particular pains to emphasize the
name of the individual, and especially the
word Mister
Amusement sprang into Indignation as
the impairment coxcomb, turning hastily
to me, exclaimed:
Come. Bobby, old fellow, set down and
| finish your game. | want to say a few
sweet things to Emma"
Old Mrs. Crollop caught the hint at
once.
YES" said she, "let the young people
talk, while we conclude our game. Dia-
monds are trumps, l believe, and it is my
lead"
Well, did sit down, while felt the
preparation of rage oozing from every
pore. Under any other circumstances, |
would have knocked the fellow down but
l was in the house of friend, and had
no business in making scene there.
The Lord only knows how | managed to
exc out the game. / knew that Mrs Crol-
lop was prolific in epithets. Stupid was
the mildest term she applied to me. / was
gradually straightening.myself into sort
of self possession, when something like a
sharp labial articulation was heard some
where in the room.
What's that?" exclaimed old Mrs. Crol
lop. l suddenly turned around to the cor
ner occupied by Tebbs and Emma, and as
true ss live, Tebbs' arm was encireling
my wife's form, while his lips were glued
to hers in spasmodic kissing.
"Ia! ha !" shouted l, with demoniac in
tonation, "ha ha ~
sprang toward the guilty pair, seized
Tebbs by his coat tail, aud swung him
against the card table. Mrs. Crollop was
busy at counting the tricks at the time -
The impetus gave Tebbs prscirifated the
table on the old lady. and Mr.. Tebbs and
the table and old Mrs. Crollop, all rolled
upon the floor in confused mass.
With the fury of fend turned upon
my wife.
"Perfdous and shameless woman" al
most roared, faint not this abode OF virtue
with your wretched presence. Leave at
once, and take with you your vile paramour.
And yet love you still" said this in a
heart broken tone.
Do you. Bobby" querrisd she, "Then
Maggie, la's 60"
Tebbs had, meanwhile, arisen from his
recumbens position.
Tebbs, in fact was Maggie Williamson.
Emma and Tebbs left arm in arm. / fol
lowed. Mrs. Crollop, as passed out Of
the door, called me sickly fool
Perhaps there is jealousy in love.
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