New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1866-05-21

on board, and suffered eternity during the
! transit, for it was an accommodating train, and
everybody knows about those horrible delays at
every station. But they reached Danville at last
George inquired for the lady who had lost her
husband. Yes, she was all right-she had gone to
the American House to wait for him. She ex
pected him by every train, till he came, said the
ticket master.
He hurried with all speed to the American
House. Yes, she was there, said the clerk she
was waiting for her husband room 22l, right hand,
second flight
George flew mp stairs burst open the door of
| 22l, and entered without ceremony. She was sit
ting by the window looking for him, with her back
to the door. He sprank forward, and holding her
| in his arms rained kisses upon her face.
my Katie my darling! my darling have
| found you at lastN'
She turned her face and looked at him before
she spoke, and then she set up such scream as
made the very hair stand on Georges head
" You are not my James J" she cried. g On,
heaven Help! help! Somebody come quickly
| ! shall be robbed and murdered Help! help!
murder !-thieves!"
aged, with false teeth, and decidedly snuay look
! ing nose. No more like the charming little Katie
than she was like the Venus de Medic!
He turned to flee just as the stairway was alive
with people alarmed by the cries of the woman
They tried to stop him. buthe would not be stayed.
| He TOOK the stairs at leap, and landed somewhere
near the bottom, among the wreck Of three chan-
| bermaid5 and as many whiteaproned WATERS
/ "A
rushing down over the front steps. a lady ana
gentleman were slowly ascending them, and
George, in his mad haste, ran against the lady ana
| broke the rim Of her bonnet.
! % You rascal !" cried the gentleman WIN her.
what do you mean by treating lady in this man
ner ?" and he seized our hero by the collaT.
Then, for the first time, George looked at the
couple before him.
time there was no mistake it was Katie and her
uncle Charles. "0h, my wife my wife ]"
He tried to take her in his arms, but she fled
"Take that dreadful man away" she cried. {"
am sure he is insane or drunk Only see his boots
and his awful hatT
{" tell you am your own George. Oh, Katie
where have you been 2? exclaimed he.
Katie looked at him now, and recognizing him
Oh. dear that should have ever lived to see
this day Ny George, that thought so pure and
good, faithless and intoxicated! Oh, uncle Charles
what will become Of me "
t NY dear niece be patient" said her uncle
% think this is George, and we will hear what ht
has to say before condemning him; Mr. Jameson
met your wife in the cars yesterday, and she in
formed me that you HAD deserted her at the Wind
: ham depot. OF course. could not believe you
absence intentional, and persuaded her to remain
! here while ! telegrapbed to the principal stations
along the road for information ofyou. Why did
Y receive no answer!'
e Because the telegraph does not run into oil
e Mr.. Stark's huckleberry swamp, where had tn
n0nDf OF hpenuilB last u!Bll, sdlu OeOISe lush
e his temper.
But this extraordinary disguse?"
y :" My clothes were muddy, and have got on MI
e starkfs, . said George. And though the explans
ton was not particularly lucid to those who hear
h it, they were satisfied.
l. 9 Ny dearest George!" cried Katie, rushing int
S. his arms, and so you did not desert me, and
p shan't have to be divorced?"
o. Never, my darling and we'll never be separ'
h ted again for moment"
e. No, not for all the baggage in the world o.
George you don't know how have suffered"
g The crowd could be kept ignorant no longer, fl
" scores had assembled round the hotel, draw
n thither by the disturbance. Matters were expaint
10 and cheers long and loud rent the air.
re The landlord got up an impromptu wedding di
ner, at which Katie presided; and George, lookil
Up very sheepish in Mr.. Starks swallow tall did t
ed honors
d They proceeded on their tour next day, and so
es afterwafd Mr.. and Mrs. Stark were delighted
no receive box by express containing the lost 81
he of the old gentleman, and the wherewithal to pl
be chase him another, besides the most handsol
silk bonnet for Mrs. Stark, that the old lady b
lat ever seen.
ay There, old man, said she, turning from
Mt. glass at which she had been surveying herself
the new bonnet, alters told you that huch
1e berry swamp would turn to something if it '
dy only to raise frogs in. Guess hit it sometime