The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1869-12-03
TWICE Welded.
BY JUDGE CLARE.

Alngsiey sace wore moody aud
troubled look in the presence Of HE
wife.
"You must excuse me. Edith" he
said; Il have an engagement this sve-
ming which may detain me late. . and
forgetting the parting kiss. without
which he had never before left her.
even for an hour, be was burrying
away, when recalled by the gathering
tear glittering in her eye. he bastensd
TO repair the unwonted omission.
"Good night, dearest; do not sit
up for me-" he sddsd half impatient
ly and hurried away.
After walking a few squares. Mr..
Kingsley called a carriage. and was
rapidly driven to al obscure hotel.
which he entered, leaving the carri.
age to wait.
An hour later he reappeared. with
a lady closely yelled, whom he placed
In the carriage, and giving directions
to the driver, he seated himself by
her side. After tedious drive, the
two were set down at railway sta.
ton several miles from the city, and
Mr.. Kingsley purchased ticket and
gave it with money to the lady.
eff you should need wore at any
tims." he added, "you must not neg
lect to let me know"
He placed his charge on the train,
and with a mutually affsctionals part
ing, rssntsrsd the carriage and was
set off whsrs he first hailed it.
Although he strove to conceal it,
the pre-Occupisd and anxious state
of Arthur Kingsley's mind was too
Obvious next morning to escape the
observing eyes of his wife.
But Edith was not long to be left
in the dark. Mr.. and Mrs. Blabbitt
were the two most conscientious PSI
rls in the world. To ALLOW 5w-
creature to remain in ignore . of
piece of painful intelligey beyond
the earliest moment at heh it could
possibly be commu sated. Was. in
their estimation, to s6nnive at his be-
ing happy under fSise pretenses.
"By Jingo !'' calculated Blabbitt.
rushing in before his spouse.
"What on earth's the matter p she
screamed.
"Mr.-Mr. Kingsley-" gaspsd
Blab, out of breath.
Gracious me Why can't you out
with it ?" shrisked Mrs. Blab, fairly
with curiosity.
"As I was going up on the train
last night I saw Arthur Kingsley put
a strange woman on the cars at Dig
by's station; what's more, be kissed
her; what's more, be brought her in
a hack all the way from the city, to
throw people off tbs scent. I took
the hackman's number, looked him
up Immediately on my return, and
succeeded in worming out of him the
whole nefarious particular" which
nefarious particulars lost nothing in
Blab's reOounting.
20, the wretch ~ cried Mrs. Blab,
as she spun around, catching up a
bonnet here and a shawl there-"O,
the wretch I could never forgive
myself if I lost a moment in exposing
such villainy to that innocent angel.
his injured wife" which ''innocent
angel" she bad that morning charac-
tsrizsd as "stuck-up piece" whose
unfortunate husband all compassion
ate souls were in duty bound to pity.
Poor Edith, most confding of
wives, could not hold out against the
damning proofs of her husbands
guilt, over which Mrs. Blab. as she
gave them in, shed such a profusion
of crocodile tears as left no doubt in
the mind of her auditor, how painful.
yet unavoidable, she felt to be her
present duty.
When Arthur Kingsley appeared
at the bar of his household that eVe-
ming it was not to undergo trial, but
to receive sentence. If an explaua-
ton was demanded by his outraged
wife, the demand, like that made ofa
condemned criminal Why the judge
ment of the law should not be pro-
nounced. was purely formal. But if
an answer was expected none was
given.
Hot and angry words eDsued.-
Edith, all mild and gentle in her love,
was an incarnate fury in her Jealousy. i.
Arthur, naturally proud and naughty,
felt deeply iucensed at the headlong,
unreasOning prscipitanoy which had
condemned him unheard.
al wish never to see your face, OF
hear your name again." said Edith,
in tone whose forced calnuess was
in strange contrast with her flashing
eye and quiveriug lip.
"This house is yours, Madam, and
from the present moment I leave it