The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1866-03-21

An Adventure.
IL NEVER attended but one temperate
lecture" said our friend R, with
peculiar smile, ."and don't think sha
ever attend another
"You probably found it dry:"
"Well, yes-but that isn't il. The lee
Iture was well enough, but got into suci
an awful scrape after it was over that nev
er think of temperance without shudder
I'll tell you all about it
IL was in ", where was some
what of stranger, and the night vas one
: OF the worst Of the season. Boreas how
itk lew 1t was enough to take ones
breath away. Well, the lecture was over
and making my way through the crowd,
fingered in the doorway, contemplating the
awful scene, when somebody suddenly
thrust an arm within my own; and clunr
to me with bear like hug"
NV here have you been," said the sweet.
est voice in the world; II have been looking
for you everywhere"
VERY much to my surprise, turned
and saw-but can't describe her. It makes
me sad to think how prodigiously pretty
she was. With her left hand she leaned
on my arm, With her right she was ar.
ranging Ter veil, and did not notice my
surprise.
"You have been looking for me?
Yes, and now let's be going was her
| reply, pressing my arm.
"A thrill went to my heart. What to
make of my lady's address did not know
but to accompany her. We started off
in the tempest, the noise OF which prevent
ed any conversation. AT length she said
with ? scream:
Put your arm around me, or shalt
blow away'
| need no. scribe my sensations
as pressed her to my side and hurried on.
Ii was very dark; nobody saw Us; and, al.
lowing her to guide my steps, followed
her motion through two or three short
streets, until she stopped before an elegant
mansion
Have you your key 2 she asked.
My key = stammered, there must
be some mistake"
AS she opened The door, stood ready
to bid her good night, or to have some ex.
panation, when, turning quickly, she
said:
"'How queer you &C! to.night-ain't
you coming inv
There was something very tempting in
the suggestion. Was going in A warm
house and pretty woman were certainly
objects of consideration, and it was dreary
to think of facing the driving storm, and
seeing her no more 1t took me thres
quarters of second to make up my mind.
and went in
There vas dim light in the hall, and
as my guide ran rapidly up the stairs, why
| could do no better than to run up too. I
followed her into very dark room.
"'Lock the door, John she said.
snow, as if were the only John in the
world, thought she knew me. l felt for
tn key, turned it in the lock without hest:
ia ion, wondering at the same time what
was coming next Then an awful suspi.
cion of some horrid trick flashed upon my
mind; had often heard Of infatuated men
being lured to their destruction by pretty
W men, and was on the point of opening
t ,e door when my lady struck light
Then, to my dis;nay, | discovered I was
in bedroom alone with strange woman.
/ said something; don't know what it
was; but the lady lighted lamp, locked.
stared at me an instant, turned IS white a.
a pillow case, and screamed:
"'Who are you? How came you here?
Go. quick; leave the room; thought you
were my husband;' and covering her face
with her hands, she sobbed Historically.
IL was nearly peti6ed. OF course I
was as anxious to leave as she was to have
ne, but in my confusion, instead of going
out at the door came in at, | walked in
to closet, and before 7 could rectify my
error there came a laundering at ths hall
door.
"The lady's real husband had come. and
she few to let him in. Well aware that it,
would be Of no use try to get out Of the
house by any other way ihan hat in which
| had entered it, and convinced Of the
danger of meeting the man, VINO might fall
into the vulgar weakness of being jealous,
| was trying to collect my scattered senses
in the darkness, when the wrathfui hus-
band burst into the room followed by ma.
Jam. The light was extinguished, and
While she was searching for friction
match, the grutf voice raved and stormed,
ealous and revengeful.
~ know he is here, I saw him come
nto the house with you! You licked the
loor IL! have his heart out-where is;
le p
"'Hear me I! Hear me! will explain
lrged the lady.
"As was listening to hear the explana-
ion, the husband walked plump against
he, and at the same moment the light ap-
oeared'
"Well. B." we cried, deeply in.
crested, for we knew that every word Of
ais story was true, "how did you get out
If the scrape 2"
~ used violent remedy for SO violent a
complaint. Driven into co!ner-my life
n danger-perceivng at glance that
)thelo was not SO strong as was, | threw
myself upon him, fell with him, and held
lln there until had given him full ex-
)lanation of the error, made him hear rea-
son, and tanned him to be gentle as lamb.
Then left rather unceremoniously, and
nave never seen Othello or Desdelnona
since.
The Rev. l., Galtier, Catholic pastor Of
Prairie du Chien, died recently. Father
Galtier was remarkable as one of noble
band Of zealous missionaries, who lefe
France, in 1888. for the western wilds Of
and whose names will be long
in Iowa, Wisconsin, and Min
nesota. Among his companions We're the
Rav Joseph Cretin, afterward first Bishop
Of St. Paul, and Rev A Ravoux, now VI.
car. General Of Minnesota. The occasion Of
their arrival was the formation of the new
diocese of Dubuque, over which the ri.
Rev. Dr. Loras VS. appoints d by Rvriv 10
,resine What is now known as Mime.
'ota fsll to the province Of the Rev. L Gal
ier. lie landed at Fort Sne!husin April,
$40, resided foI some months in a portion
If one of the stone houses yet standing
lear the enclosure of the fort, and after
ward removed to ST. Peters trading post,
where Mr. Faribault donated to him small
,nusa. which he used at the same time as