Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1870-08-10
Awkward Predicament.

\ few evenings since party of friends
met at social gathering at fashionable
restaurant. Some were bachelors. and
some were in the enjoyment of Heavens
best gift on earth to man. The evening
was cold and chilly and most of them wore
overcoats. Two of these were nearly
alike, and were owned respectively by
Charley c. and Charley S, one
of them married, the latter single, and a
wild rakish sort of fellow, who, as fast
as he was out Of one love scrape, was in
another His pockets were always full of
rose-colored missives and delicate love
tokens His heart was desolate out of the
sight of woman kind yet his adventurous
head never permitted the matrimonial
moose to curl around it. His friend Char
ley G.. is a sober, married man, cherishing
bright-eyed, but jealous-hearted little
wife, who loves him tenderly. He had
found it difficult to obtain permission to
attend the supper at all
1t was given at last with the under
standing that he would come home early
He didn't, however. but sat late; 50 very
late. Indeed that he slept sOundly the next
morniEg until after the sun was far ad
vanced toward the zenith. He had met
with misfortune, too, having stumbled
on his way home, and rolled over in the
muddy street. His wife, however. set
about repairing the mishap the next morn
ing by cleansing his muddy great coat.
While engaged in this occupation, her
hand by the merest chance in the world.
strayed into one of the side pockets of the
coat, and encountering neatly-folded
billet deux superscribed simply to Charley,
read:
Do not 90 TO that horrid supper, love,
but come to me instead. [ am so lonely.
Your devoted KATE
Oh, my but the little blue eyes flashed
the color came and went upon cheek and
forehead-when she read the lines. There
was moments pause, as if to still the in
tensitY of passion, and then Mr. G. was
rudely shaken from his rest.
What is the meaning of this, sir p
said the little white hand trembling with
passion as the offending paper was held up
before the culprit
[ don't know! Who brought it p
Who brought it, sir. | found it in
your coat pocket, Mr.. c. want an
will have one-I want a
divorce, too =
Mr.. G-was fully aroused by this
time, he protested he knew nothing of the
note-he did not know how the treaeher-
ous little thing came in his pocket. He
appealed to his wife's good sense. She
would hear of no denial, but instead made
dive into the coat pocket. Another little
missive rewarded her search. 1t was brim-
full of the tenderest endearments, and da-
ted only two days back, but was in anoth-
er handwriting, very feminine, very beau
tiful, and signed, Jennie
Oh you Turk Just look at that y aud.
while Charley's bewildered eyes were pc
rusing the letter another visit was made to
the receptacle of love-another letter came
out. 1t was equally as delicate, but full
of upbraiding. 1t called Charley cruel,
false, deceitful said that Fanny's' bro
ken heart was to be laid at his door said
that his once loved darling would die
early.
The lips were white now with rage-the
blue eyes all aAame with fire-the little
willowy form drawn up to its fullest height
Charley never saw her look so indignant.
You rake-monster Why Brigham
Young would be ashamed to do as you have
done
Another dive was made into the pocket,
and letters brought out, until dozen
strewed the floor all from different ladies
all evincing the tenderest love for Char
ley.
Unable to cope with the storm of indig-
nation, he made hasty exit from the room,
and leaving the house left his wife to med
itate upon divorce or suicide at leisure. A
few moments after, however. the servant
of Charley s. appeared with Mr..
G-'s overcoat and respectfully solicited
the return of his masters.
The reader is left to imagine the rest.