Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1863-05-21
A BRIDE IN THE WRONG BED.

A BRIDE IN THE WRONG BED.
We have an exchange as voucher
for the following: Il g.
A newly married pair put up at the
Spencer House-they went out shop.
ping-returned-bride had left some
things--sbs quietly slipped outbound
her lost tarticles--returned-mistook
Main for Brosdway--got into Madi-
son instead of the Spencer-it looked
a little strange-asked boy if she was
in the Spencer-boy said yes, not fully
understanding her-sbe told him to
lead her to 48--she partly disrobed and
got into bed-expected her husband
momentarily--fell asleep--tbe oc cupant
of 48 Madison. an Indiana merchant.
returned from the theatre-s little
sight-quietly went to room-to bed
to sleep. The account proceeds:
How long the two reposed there 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 a
tremendous noise was heard in the
apartment, from which female screams
issued wildly, piercingly and cease.
lessly.
The hotel was in an uproar; proprie.
tors, clerks, walters, porters and guests,
dressed and half-dressed, were at the
door Of "forty-eight" in few minutes,
blocking up the entrance, and asking
each other eagerly. "Whst is the mat
teri" "For Gods sake, tell US what
is the troubled"
The cause Of this outcry may be
imagined. The bride had awakened
about midnight. and putting her hand
over her husbasd, it fell upon the In
dianian's face. and the soft, warm
touch aroused him at once. He did
not understand it exactly. though he
did not dislike it, and in a moment
more, Mrs. R. said, my dearest hus-
band. where have you been ell this
while?" .....-...
Husband" echoed the Merchant.
beginning to see, like Lord Tinsel, that
he had "made a small mistake here;"
"I'm nobody's husband; 1 reckes, my
dear madam, you are in the wrong
bed"
In the wrong bed-horror Of hor-
rors, thought the bride. What would
her liegelord-what would the curious
world say? And Mrs. R. screamed
terribly and sprang from the couch just
as her companion did the same. He
was fully as much alarmed as she, and
entreated her to give him time and be
would leave the apartment, although it
was the one he had engaged-he'd
make oath to that.
Scream, scream, scream, wAs the
only reply to his kindly proposition.
"My God, madam, don't yell so!
You'll wake the house. Be reasonable;
I swear it's only a mistake. Have
some thought Of the consequences. I
don't want to hurt you, l swear l
don't. You'll get me shot, and your
self
Just at this juncture. the throng
outside presented itself at the door, and
beheld Mrs. R. covering in one corner
exercising her lungs magni6cently,
with a sheet wrapped over her form
and head, and the Indisnian in the
middle of the room enveloped in COW
erlet, and calculating,
any God, madam, don't!"
The junior proprietor, DR.. Cabill,
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
overwhelmed with circumstance that
might have ruined her reputation for
ever.
Under the escort of the Doctor, she
was conveyed to the Spencer, where
the husband was found pacing the cor
ridors, with frantic mein, and half
crszed with grief at the mysterious dis
appearance Of his wife, whom he be.
lieved had been spirited away BY a vii
lain. or murdered for her jewels. in this
'infernsf city," where, as be expressed
himself, they would kill man any
time.
As soon as he beheld bis spouse. he
caught her to his bosom and wept like
child. He was melted at the hsppi-
ness Of her discovery. and told her
that he had secured the city for intelli-