Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1869-07-21
THE WRONG SUIT OF CLOTHES.

Mr.. and Mrs. Frank Hopkins were
supremely happy.
Their condition was as felicitOus as
! that of a well mated pair of robins on
/ the 18th day of February.
For it was the day after their marriage
! that they arrived at the Eagle Hotel,
and were shown up to No. ia pleasant
room on the second floor. Nothing was
wanting to make them happy.
Mrs. Hopkins had two new silks, and
a charming braided Under-skirt, and
real cashmere shawl, and a love of a
/ bonnet, and what more could a sensi-
! bic woman require. And then such a
husband! Frank was the pink of the
masculine flower garden! And he had
a beautiful lmustache-just the shade that
| blonde Aggie admired-blaCk ones were
so fierce! Dear me! she said with
pretty shiver, she should always feel a
| horror of man with black mUstache.
And Frank looked so splendidly in his
new clothes, a blue coat, and plad blue
and green pantalOOns, and a white vest,
and an uneXceptiOnable neck-tie. Sure
! Iy there was not such another get up in
the city.
And Frank thought Aggie little less
! than an angel, and great deal better
adapted to make him happy than one of
those winged, ETHEREAL creatures that are
supposed to be the qUintessence of all
that is charming. So you see dear read
er, everything was going merry as
marriage bell.
In the same hOteI-On the same floor
and in the adjoining room, which had
! been constructed to be let with the room
of Mr.. and Mrs. Hopkins as a suit, and
was connected by large press-NIr.
John Frank Swift, young gentleman
! from the country. was lodging.
John retired to rest early, and not be-
| ing very much accustomed to the usage
of the city, concluded to do as he done
at hOme-rise when he first awoke.-
And as he awOke at five, and this was in
the winter, he was a little early.
He was afraid of the gas, in fact he
did not understand its management, so
he decided to dress in the dark, and
stepping into the clothes press he took
down clothes and got into them. He
thought the pantalOOns were a little
tight in the waistband and the coat felt
singularIy uncomfortable about the arm
holes, but then it was a cold morning,
he reasoned, and brOadclOth would be a
little stiff.
Mr.. Swift having appaTeIed himself
went out for a morning walk.
! As fate would have it, he found en-
ployment that morning for the first time
since coming to the city-sO he Off with
his coat and went to work. But not Un-
til he discovered he was in the wrong
suit of clothes.
ats mighty queer" he said to him
self; 'but | reckon / got 'em in that
press that was between the chambers,
and whOsOeveT slept in the other room
is wearing mine. It will all come right
again at night, and these is a slashing
nice looking setOf rigging! Declare for
it-I look more like a gentleman than
ever did"
! Meanwhile, Mr.. Hopkins rose just be-
fore sunrise, as he had to in order to
reach the early train, which left for a
country town about thirty miles away
where he had to go that day OH impOr-
tant business. AS he was to leave his
wife at the Eagle during his absence,
and the day would seem SO long to her
because he was away, he thought it best
not to wake her, but dressed himself in
the semi-ObscUrity-t his clothes
from the closet where he had hung them
the previous night. BY the time he had
got himself invested in them, he discOv-
cred the exchange, but there was not a
moment to lose, and he could wear them
for that day, trusting in good luck in
getting his own garments on his return.
So laughing a little to himself at the
ludiCrOus figure he cut in the long swaI-
lOw-tailed coat, and baggy butteTnut
pantalOOns, and .slOuched hat of the
cOunTyman, he kissed his wife and de-
parted.
When Mr.. Swift returned to his hotel
at night, everybody was exceedingly
deferential to him. The waiter bowed
to him as respectful as it was in his pow
er to do, and opened the door of the par
lOT, remarking:
"She's in there sir.u
"WhO's in THEREOF said Mr.. Swift.
"YOUr lady, sir. And she has had a
sad day of it, I'm thinking. She cried
more than once of your absence"
Swift wondered who could be crying
for him, as he had no lady acquaintance
in the city; but being remarkably fond
of the ladies, he had no objection to
seeking the one who was plunged into
grief on his account.
r Mrs. Hopkins was sitting on the sofa,
and the gas not having been lighted the
2 twilight of the place favored the decep-
ton, and she took him for her husband.
There was resemblance between the
two men. And that immaculate suit OF
clOthes-Of course it was him.
She sprang up and was in his arms in
a moment. Oh; my dearest, dearest
Frank ~ she cried. Where have YOU
p been? How could you stay away from
your Aggie so lOng?' and she began to
put on kisses in a way Frank Swift
thought particularly delightful. Swift
returned them with an interest, feeling
very much like bee i'll whole hive OI
honey!
My dear Frank don't kiss so hard -
"YOu dreadful man, you haven't
shaved to-day! You Oughtto he asham,
ed ~
"Never mind thatp' cried Swift.
i should forget everything if I were
you;n
! "Why Frank, how dreadfulIy, aw,
fully hOarse you are ! You have got
cold, my darling l am so sorry Here
have a peppermint IOzenge,n and she
put one into his mouth in such a way
- that Swift wished he might have a per.
petual cold, and be fed forever on pep.
permint lOzenges.
Where did you get the OdiOUs smell
of cigars l wish you would never
touch anOtherw
al never will, my darling"
, Just then the door opened, and there
was a spirited alteration going on III
the hall between the waiter and a mar
with q very red face-whO wore long
tailed coat, and pair of baggy panta
looms.
81 tell you she's my wife, and if yOU
don't stand aside and let me pass III
knock your eyes in further than they
, are noww and the beIligerent speaker
dashed into the room.
"JupiterW he cried at the sight 0
Mrs. Hopkins with her head lying OF
the shoulder OF Mr.. Swift. 'Can l be
I F.. : IL. -.