The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1870-09-29
A TeII-FaIe OTercoat.

A few evenings since a party Of
friends met at q social gathering at a
fashiOnable restaurant. Some were
bachelor. and some were in the enjoy
inent Of ifIIeaVens best gift TO man !"
The evening was cold and chilly, and
most of them wore OvereOats. Two
Of them were nearly alike, and owned
respectively by Charley G. and
Charley s., one of them married
and the other single, and wild rak-
ish sort of q fellow, who, as fast as he
was out of one serapo was in another.
His poekets were always full Of rose
cOlored missives and delicate love to-
kens. His heart was desOlate ont OF
the sunny giances Of wOmankind, yet
his adyen turOus head never permitted
the matrimonial moose to curl around
II. His friend Charley c. Is a So
Der married man, cherishing bright
eyed but jealous-hearted little wife
who loves him tenderly. He found 1t
difficult 20 obtain permission to at
tend the supper at all.
It Was given at last with the under
standing that he would come home
early. Hedldnst, however, but sat late,
50 very late, indeed, that he slept
HOundly the next morning until after
the sun was far advanced toward the
zenith. he had met with a misfOr-
tune, too. having stumbled on his
way home and rolled over in the
muddy street. His wife however set
about repairing his mishap the next
morning by cleaning the muddy over
coat. While engaged in this oeeupa-
ton her hand, BY the merest chance
Ga the world. stfayed into one OF the
side pockets Of his coat, and eneOun-
tering 8 neatly folded billet-dOux, su-
prescribed simply TO Charley, read:
DO not 20 to that horrid supper,
IoVe, but come to me instead. am
so lonely.
Oh, my! but the little blue eyes
hashed-the color came and went up
on cheek and forehead-When she
read the lines. There was a moments
pause as II to still the intensity Of pas
sion, then Mr.. C. was rudely shak-
en- from his rest. whats the mean
ing Of this, STRIP and the little white
hands trembled with passion rs the
offended paper was held up before the
culpFit, 81 don't know Who brought
it7b
"Who brought it, sir I found it in
your coat pocket. Mr.. C., want
an explanation; will have one; !
want q divorce, too 20 Mr.. G. was
fully aroused BY this time. He pro-
tested he knew nothing Of the note
be did not know how the treaeherOus
little thing came in his pocket. He
appealed to his wife's good sense.
She would hear of no denial, but in
Ftead made another dive into the coat
pocket Another little missive re-
warded her search. It was brimfull
of tenderest endearments, and dated
cnly two days back, but was IN an
other handwriting, very beautiful,
and signed ttJsunie.n eOh, you Turk!
lust look at that!" and while ChRrley's
abewildered eyes were perusing the
letter another visit wss made 70 the
receptacle of lOve-anOther letter
came out. It was equally delicate,
but full OF upbraidings. It called
Casriey cruel, false, deceitful. Said
that sFannie's broken heart would
bs laid at his door; said hisonee loved
darling would die early.n
The lips were white now with rage,
the blue eyes all afanae with fire, the
little willoHy form drawn up to its
fullest height. Charley never saw
her looking so indignant.
srYou rake-mOnster Why, Brig
ham Young would be ashamed to do
as you have done ~
Another dive was made to the pOck-
ct, and letters were brought out until
3 dozen stneWed the fiOOr-all Of them
from ii f3erent ladies, all eVincing the
tenderest love for Charley. Unable
% cope with the storm of indignation
he msde hasty exit from the room
and, leaving the house, left his wife
TO mediate upon a divorce or suicide
81 leisure. A few moments after,
however, the servant Of Charley s.
appeared with Mr.. G-'s oYereOat
aud respectfully solicited the return
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