The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1868-11-12

Retta Z" said Bella Master
Yes, Of course I did. And then he
see somebody, till he saw Mrs. WHITING
and she was standing like she was WAITING
wasn't she Bella?"
'Well, there, Benjamin, what do Won
make of that?" said Miss Disbrow, after
the girls had chartered themselves out of
the room and out of the house. Don't
you recollect suspected all was not right
when l saw those two immense trunks.
and little Mrs Whiting herself dressed up
like a doll? l do wish I knew what to
think"
All day long Miss Disbrow sat putting
this and that together, until the opposite
house grew fairly hideous under its shadow
OF evil; and all night long she lay awake
upon her old-fashioned mahogany bed.
stead. still putting this and that together.
ny Gay dawn the next morning, Miss
Dlsbrow was looking out to see il it had
Jared with the gray mansion over night as
with the cities of the plain. But no SEN
tence against an evil work is not executed
speedily and there it stood, massive and
square, against the reddening eastern sky.
ana at that very moment she saw Mr..
Whiting, with the general look of un-
kempt haggardness belonging to a traveller
Just out of sleeping car, going through
The stately but dishonored doorway.
! benjamin p cried Miss Disbrow, nerv-
ously-" he has come home Perhaps she
has left him note! Perhaps-oh! per-
! haps, he is reading it now! Oh, Benjamin
Ought | to go over and tell him what we
know? Ought I?'
Benjamin did not reply, but he looked
thoughtful, which was more satisfactory
to the inquirer; and Miss Disbrow sat
down and rocked, with her face toward the
/ church, as the Jews in exile turned their
faces toward Jerusalem.
Benjamin" said she, presently, "I will
! go. 1t is my duty. The next train to
! Cleveland leaves at TAO; and there is not
a moment to lose"
So she went.
| MIR. Whiting answered her ring this
/ morning as before, and though he looked
little surprised at the untimely call, he
seemed no wise agitated or under cloud
| Mrs. Whiting has not returned" began
the spinster.
! "No, maam. do not expect her be-
fore the last of next week. is there any
thing l can do for you, in her absence,
Miss Disbrow?" returned the wronged
husband
Nothing. Mr. Whiting-nothing for
me. Where did l understand you to say
Mrs. Whiting has gone? Could it be
Ge0dand ?"
"No. Cincinnati. She has gone to her
| sisters, Mrs. Gaegon; perhaps you know
her ?" replied the unconscious man, won
dering to the tips Of his boots Miss Dis
brow was there. another pillow gone
over, maybe, or, perhaps she has seen
Bridget, giving cold pieces to beggar at
the back gate" unused he listening with
hungry ear for the breakfast bell
But his wonder and musing were cut
painfully short.
Mr. Whiting" said Miss Disbrow, SOL
emily, {" 1 am afraid have bad news for
you. Your wife did not go to Cincinnati,
| as you suppose; she went to Cleveland.
And she did not go alone"
Mr.. Whiting stared helplessly at the
speaker, unable on the instant to take in
such dreadful tidings.
What do you mean ?" he asked stu
pidly, at last.
What 1 say is true, Mr.. Whiting. 1
have it from parties who saw her go. She
has gone to Cleveland, and she did not 90
alone" repeated Miss Disbrow, nodding
so wisely, she might have been an own
aunt of Solomon's.
Mr. Whiting was as innocent as cup of
new milk, but he had as many nerves as
woman and if he had not raan born
man he would certainly have 1een blue
bottle fly, humping about restless and dis
tracted. Therefore, as soon as he had
fairly comprehended Miss Disbrows dis
| graceful story, he was nearly wild
| "He took it harder than I could wish,
Benjamin. Harder than I could wish.
| Poor man l don't know aoh6n I have
pitied anybody so before, and truly, Ben
| !jamin, I am afraid shall have no appetite
tor my breakfast; and you know it is fish
! balls today, and | am more partial to fish
balls than anything. 1t is too bad so it
| is"
And Miss Disbrow sighed, partly for her
own loss, and partly for the loss of her
neighbor.
Eyes, Benjamin There he goes. Yes
going to find her and when he finds
her-what then What then, l ask you,
Benjamin ?"
Benjamin did not know-he had no
means of knowing-so he did not tell
And after smelling at bottle of cam
phor, Miss Disbrcw went on 1T does
seem to me, and always has, that if Mr.
Whiting had not been a born idiot, he
might have known better than to marry
such pretty bunch of lace and feathers.
But man is always fool about woman
until he marries her"
While Miss Disbrow, full of wisdom and
of sympathy, talked thus behind her
glasses and her window-curtains, Mr..
Whiting went down the avenue to the
depot, half frantic with haste and horrible
fancies, blaming himself miserably, as he
went on his miserable way, for his blind
ness and carelessness, while a thousand
things, overlooked and forgotten before,
Strengthened and explained themselves in
the light of this shameful fight.
Once in the car, the train at its swiftest,
seemed to crawl like sick caterpillar
and oh, how tediously often and long they
stopped at every wood-pile and hamlet Of
, shanties Suddenly they stopped, not
much of anywhere and never started
again.
"What is up now?" cried out, Mr.
Whiting, impatiently.
: Nothing is up. A bridge is doaon," an
swered somebody, in such provokingly
f cool tone, Mr.. Whiting felt like asking
him to hight. eve have to go around
: three miles in sleigh, and take the train
on the other side. Fine chance for a
| sleigh-ride," added the contented soul
: whose wife sat in the seat beside him, GRO.
; cheting very minute pink sacque.
. sure enough First an hour of igno-
9 nlinious waiting, then the crowded, tedious
transportation of five hundred men and
women, and each Of their five hundred
2 trunks, over and back. A cycle of time
| to man with a swarm of bees in his
heart.
/ But all things come round to him who
waits ~ and of Last thew cteamed off hevon6