The Shasta courier., 1868-07-11

rery, rery much to have you with me- o
when will the day come that can call you
my darling, darling husband. Ma says l
shall be married as soon as that horrid wo-
man is out of the way. Do come around and
see me. got the love of bonnet you sent
me. You have such sUeet taste. You know
that bracelet you gave me on Christmas
Well, the clasp is broken all to pieces.
look at your portrait every hour of the day,
and kiss it orer and over again. Come around
on Sunday night if you can, and take us to
hear that Dr.. Gibbs. He shall marry US,
shan't he, love
Your own darling,
AMELIA SMITH.
"There, Mr.. Quill, what do you say to
that? You give her bonnets, do yo4G You
buy bracelets for her when here is your own
lawful wife that hasn't got rag to her back
that's fit to be seen? She kisses your Dor
trait, does she? the nasty hussy and calls
me horrid woman and wishes me out of
the way? Wait till get my hands on her
I'll scratch her ugly eyes out. Wants DR..
Gibbs 70 marry her? Let him dare to do it,
and I'll tear off what little hair he's got on
his good-for-nothing old scalp"
But, my love, this is mistake. never
heard Of such woman" said |.
ceive me again. Pm going to sift this thing
to the bottom. Wha: does this mean I'd like
to know. Listen to this:"
MAY =, 1868.
DEAR OLD Boy:
Can't you let me have that twenty
five dollars you lost at euchre last week Pm
desperately hard up. Binns wants to be paid
for the champagne and salad we punished.
| should have asked for it the same evening"
but you were so drunk l could hardly get you
to bed. How are you on the Firefy's ball
next week? l think I'll go around and shake
my leg for an hour or so.
Yours till death,
Bob STRUTHERs.
And that's where the money goes, is it ?
Champagne and salad? And CANT ling. too ;
gambling, while your family want the neces-
saries of life. Put to bed drunk You and
protesting to be decent man, and telling me
YOU had been out of town on business all
night. Who is Bob Struthers l want to
know? A low-lfe vagabond III be bound or
he wouldn't 60 to vile ball, and use such dis.
gusting slang. Shake a leg indeed I'll
shake his whole body, and soul out of it, too,
if l get hold of him"
Upon my word, Mrs. Quill, this is get
ting too outrageous. | don't know any man
named"
% There's no use of denying it, Mr. Quill
No man ever wrote letter like that unless
he meant it. Don't add falsehood to your
other crimes. wonder the earth don't open
and swallow you up. But there's worse to
come yet. Oh, it's lucky for me you went
out of town when you did. What have you
got to say to this:
May -, 1868.
SIR:
In regard to that assault and battery
case in which you are defendant. and which
you have placed in nv hands, have to say
that the man you struck is not expected to
recover, and think you will be rearrr sted
and held to wait the result. If he dies, you
will 90 to prison for homicide, certain
Take my advice. forfeit your bail and leave
the country forever.
Yours, respectfully,
GEORGE NoLLEPRos.
$50, you're murderer, too. are you p
You've brought shame and misery and dis
grace on your family have you, and"
"Mrs. Quill. | never struck man in the
whole course of my life"
And now you've got to leave the country,
a fugitive from justice. But I'll not go I'll
not bulge an inch. You've broken my heart,
but I'll sue for a divorce. and try to earn
living for nv children. Don't try to deny it.
1t won't answer.
my love, you're the victim of strange
delusion; do look like man capable Of
committing homicide? Feel that muscle
It's as fabby as an oyster. | tell you there
is some mistake"
"John Quill, I'm no fool I've been de-
ceived by your hypocrisy long enough. I'll
have nothing more to do with man who
gives away bonnets, and CANDLES. and shakes
legs, and commits murder. I'll leave this
house this very day. I'll go home to father
I'll-I'll-yes. l will. III"
" Partner of my joys-angel of my mid
night-Mrs. Quill, one moment. Listen to
the voice of reason. Let me look at those
letters. Where are the envelopes ?"
:. Look at them, look and see the evidence
of your wickedness. wonder you don't 90
and strangle yourself.'
Softly, my angel. Let me see. Why,
these letters are not directed to me at all.''
"What?'
& That is not my name. That is j. Quilp,
and they are directed next door, too. And
now | come to think of it, there is man
named Jonathan Quilp living at Mrs. Fer
guson's boarding house one door above.-
lueSt lctteTS nave Uttu UdHueu III DeTc sllH-
ply because you bought that ridiculous door
plate, and had it hung out front with my
name on it. Woman you have maligned
me without cause. Ask my forgiveness. F"
At this .juncture Mrs Quill burst into tears.
and came near flying all over the room. As
it was. she simply few into my arms, aud
then. But why continue? Why expose
to a cold, unsympathizing world that scene OF
tender reconciliation which ensued The
unsympathizng world don't care cent for
it. So let US draw the curtain upon it. and
not intrude upon the sacred privacy OF do
mestic bliss. which was especially grateful to
me, for the reason that while those notes
were not intended for me, at least one OF
them applied so exactly that trembled like
a leaf until Mrs Quill read the name signed
to it.
The quantity of fruit destroyed by insects
that deposit their eggs in the blossom Is en-
ormous. These creatures are said to have a
great antipathy to vinegar, the mere odor Of
which is enough to drive them away, and, in
some cases, to destroy them, and nothing
more is required than to sprinkle the branch
es with mixture of vinegar and water a.
the moment the blossoms begin to appear
| The solution, consisting of one part vinegar