Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1863-12-03
AN ADVENTURE.

email ever etten0 anOtner. -H
You probably found it dry7'
well, yes-but that isn't it. I'll
lecture was we'll enough, but got inl
such an awful scrspe after It was owe
that never think of temperance LEI
lures without sudden shudder. i
tell you about it. 1t was in Jerse
City, where 1 was something of
stranger, and the night was one of th
worst of the season. Boreasl how
blewl 1t was enough to take you
breath away. Well, the lecture wa
over, and making my way tbrougl
tbeerowd, fingered in the doorway
contemplating the awful scene, whel
somebody took my arm.
'Where have you been?' said th'
sweetest voice in the world. i hav,
been looking for you everywhere
Very much surprised; | turned my
head and saw-but can't describe her
1t makes me mad to think bow pro
digiously pretty she was.
With her left hand she leaned on my
arm; she was arranging ber veil with
her right, and did not notice my sur.
prise. .s ssr rie s.
You have been looking for me-
faltered. F r--...-g.
Come let us be going was her re
ply. pressing my arm.
A thrill went to my heart, What
60 make of my lady's address, / did
hot know; but she was too charming a
creature for me not to accompany her.
We started oif 10 the midst of the tenn.
pest, the noise of which prevented any
conversation. At length. she said,
with scream
Put your arm around me, or I shall
blow away
need not describe to you the sensa-
tion. as pressed her to my side and
hurried on. 1t was very dark: nobody
saw us, and allowing her TO guide my
steps, l followed her motions through
Two or three short streets, until she
stopped before an elegant mansion.
Have you your key l stammered,
'there must be some mistake
As she opeaed The door. stood,
waiting 10 bid her good night, or have
some explanation, when, turning
quickly, she said:
How queer you act tonight; amt
you coming in?'
There was something very tempting
in The suggestion. Was gong inf
A warm house and pretty woman
were certainly objects OF considera.
tion, and it was dreary TO think of IA
CHG tbe storm and seeking her no
more.
II took me three quarters Of a Sec
oDd TO make up my mind. and in |
went. There was dim light in the
hall. and as my guide ran rapidly up
STAIRS why, | thought l could do
nothing better than run up too. I fol-
lowed her into very dark room.
Lock the do or, John,' she said.
Now, as If I had been the only John
in the world, l thought she knew me.
| felt for the key. and turned it in the
lock without hesitation, wondering all
the while what was coming next
Then an awful suspicion of some hor-
rid trick flashed upon my mind, for l
have often heard of infatuated men be-
ing lured to their destruction by pret-
ty women, and l was on the point Of
re-opening the door, when my lady
struck light. Then, being an exces-
sively modest mani discovered to my
dismay that / was in a bedrooml-
alone with woman in bedrooml /
cannot describe my sensations. said
something; l don't know what it was,
but the lady lighted her lamp. looked.
started at me an instant, turned as
white as a pillow-case, and scream
ed
who are you? How came you
here? Go, quick-leave the room-I
Il thought you were my husbandl'
and covering her face with her hand,
she sobbed hysterically.
/ wss petri6ed. OF course 1 was
quite as anxious to leave as she was to
have me. But in my confusion, ia
stead Of going out the door / came in,
/ unlocked the door and walked into a
closet.
Before l could rectify nv error, there
came a terrible laundering at the first
door. The lady screamed; the noise
increased; and l felt peculiar. knowing
very well that now the lady's real
husband was coming, and that l was
in rather bad fix.
Well aware that it would not do to
remain in the closet, and convinced Of
the danger of meeting a man who
might fall into the vulgar weakness Of
being jealous. | was trying to collect
nv scattered senses in the darkness,
when the lady whispered to me in a
wild smauner--,. s,... =. ....f ..
what shall l do? If you do net go
he will kill me- b,a,.,5
sOi but consider -.--.s
The laundering at the door drowned
her voice. She few to open the door.
AS the wrathful husband burst into
the room, I thought felt little sold.
and crept under some garments hang
ing in the closet. xa.5e ~
The gruff ye;ce rayed and stormed--
othello was jealous, and revengeful;
Desdemons innocent and distressed
then heard ominous sounds, as of
some one looking under the bed.
Il know els here. l saw him come