The tri-weekly standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1866-1868, 1867-09-21
BRIDE IN THE WRONG BED.

We have the Cincinnati Enquirer as
voucher for the following:
A newly married pair. put up at the
Spencer House-they went out shop
ing-returned-br had left some
things-she quietly slipped outbound
her lost artieles-returned- -mistook
Main for Broadway-got into the Ma.
olson instead of the Spencer-it looked
little strange-asked hoy if she was in
the Spencer-boy said yes, not fully un-
derstanding her-she told him to lead
her to 4s-she partly disrobed and got
into bed-expected husband momen-
tarily-fell asleep-the occupant OF 48
Madison, an Indiana merchant, return
ed from the theater-a little tight
quietly went to, the room-to bed-to
sleep! The account proceeds
How long the two reposed there side
by side, with only foot ofspace be-
tween them, unconscious Of each others
presence, is not exactly known, but
probably about all hour, when tre-
mendous noise was heard in the apart
ment, from which female screams issued
wildly, piercingly and ceaselessly.
The hotel was in an uproar; pro-
prietors, clerks, walters, porters, and
guests. dressed and half dressed. were
at the door of 4s in few minutes
blocking up the entrance, and asking
each other eagerly, "What is the mat
ter? for Gods sake, tell US what is the
trouble q"
The cause of this outcry may be ina
gined. The bride had awakened about
midnight, and putting her arm over
her husband, it fell upon the Indianian's
face, and the soft, warm touch aroused
him at once.
He did not understand it exactly,
though he did not dislike 1T, and in a
moment, Mrs. r. said -
"My dearest husband, where have
YOU been all this whne ?"
"Husband!" replied the merchant,
beginning to see, like Lord Tinsel,
"that he had made a small mistake
here"
"Tm nobody's husband, / reckon, my
dear madam, you are in the wrong
bed"
In the wrong bed-horror of horrors
thought the young bride. What
would her lord-what would ,the.eu-
rious world say!
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 he would leave the
apartment, although it was the one he
had engaged-he'd make oath to that.
Scream, scream, scream, was her on
ly reply to his kindly proposition.
"My God, madam, don't yell SOL You
will wake the house. Be reasonable, l
swear it's only a mistake. Have some
thought of the consequences. 1 don't
want to hurt you; 1 swear I don't
You will get me shot, and yourself
just at this juncture, the crowd out
side presented itself at the door and be-
held Mrs. r. covering in the corner ex-
ercising her lungs maghfcently, witha
sheet wrapped over her form and head,
and the Indianian in the middle OF the
room enveloped in a coverlet, and eja-
culating, "My God, madam, don't!'
The junior proprietor, DR.. Cahill, saw
there must be some mistake, and re-
questing the others to retire, called the
merchant, went out into another room,
and there learned the whole story.
The Doctor then sent one OF the ladies
to Mrs. r. and the entire affair was ex-
planned greatly to her relief, though she
was overwhelmed with confusion at
the circumstance that might have ruin
ed her reputation forever.
Under the escort of the Doctor, she
was conveyed to the "Spencer" where
the husband was. found pacing the cor
ndors, with frantic mein, and half craa-
ed with grief, at the mysterious disap-
Pearance,of his wife, whom he believed
mad been spirited away by william, or
murdered mn for her. jewels, in this ftintef-
nal e city," where, as he expressed him
Sel1 sen they would kill "a man for dol
AS soon as he bebeld his spouse, he
oaugiI her to his bosom and wept like
81" cnuL He was rnalfad with. haily,i- +