The Van Buren press., 1871-11-21

and honorabie--a paragon amongst men
Now chance, with ruthless hand, hac
dashed aside the curtain of his hidden
life and in place of an honest, god-llk'
man, demon stood revealed.
10th to believe in her husbands inf
deity, she carefully re-read the letters
noticing the dates particularly, for she
was willing to grasp at the tlniest thread
of hope and If they had been written an
terror to her marriage, she would have
regarded them as mere follles OF bache
lorhood, and have been only too well
pleased to have banished recollection OF
them from her mind forever But, alas
the most ancient had been written barely
three months prior to the present date
and her heart sank AS she felt to the ful
how basely she had bscn deceived, dis.
honored, by the man she had loved
aye loved still, for the affections of q
righteous woman are not evanescent.
Still methodical, even in her bitter an
guish, she made neat packet of the like
nesses and letters, and placed them in a
conspicuous position on the desk, then
she wrote on a slip Of paper which she
enclosed in an envelope and addressed to
her husband these words
"Shame, if you have any left, will,
presume. deter you from seeking your
injured wife, who returns to the happy
home from which You took her In grief,
she bids You farewell forever"
Not wishing the domestcs to detect
the emotion that visibly agitated her, she
crept stealthily to her bed room, and af.
ter composing herself somewhat, packed
a small valise, ordered the carriage drove
down to the steamboat landing, and pro
ceedcd At once to her fathers residence
| in New York
When Blake reached home that eve
ming he was surprised that his wife did
not, as usual, run ont to welcome him.
but he Was still more astonished when a
servant Informed him that her mistress
had gone to the city.
Strange that Gcorgic should go so
suddenly, and without leaving any mes
sage, for me, muttered the smorous
benedict, as he sauntered leisurcy into
his study. The packet of letters and
Georges note caught his eye "Hallo !!
what the deuce are these, ! wonder p he
said, half aloud, as he opened the letter.
He perused his wife's lacolic epistle,
and gave vent TO long drawn whistle of
surprise.
What in the thunder can | have been
doing, to make the dear little girl get
into such precious huff as this ?" he
asked himself
Then he united the packet and glanced
copTathcd' d'-''~"~ N"lla"tinn Of hiIlets il
"Oh, ho think light dawns now,
and see solution to this mystery It's
a mistake that ! could heartily laugh at,
had it not vcxed my darling" he nut
tered.
Without waiting to partake of dinner,
he returned to tho city and went at once
to his father in laws house The old
servant, who knew him we'll hardly con.
descended to be civil, and in answer to
his interrogation, whether his wife was
there, replied brusquely that she would
ask her master
How dare you show your face in my
house after treating my daughter in such
manner, you william p Numbered the
cid man, as he made his appearance in a
crimson passion.
My dear sir, pray don't excite your
self, said Blake, coolly, but courteous
ly. "My darling little wife has, for once
in her sweet life, discovered the most
perfect mares nest that could possibly
exist. She found in drawer Of the desk
recently purchased, second hand, these
letters, which are very airectionats eiTu
sions to . certain gentleman who rejoices
in the same christian name as myself.
Ny little George, not unnaturally,
Jumped to the conclusion that had been
was still, perhaps-in correspondence,
sUb rosa, with the writers ofthese ilowcry
epstles, and of course was wilfully un-
! true to her You have never had occa.
sion to doubt me, sir, and presume that
when I give You my word of honor that
never act eyes on any OF these letters
! before Ia. day, and acquaint you with the
fact, the desk in which they where found,
| formerly belonged to that unfortunate
rake, Harry Bowers, you will acQuit me
of any wrong doing, and understand how
the mistake occurred-how my wife er-
| IOHeOusiN lHlaH iHeu sue H"h taDSiDiS
proofs Of my inGdelity
" Bravo Harry cried the old man,
his face radiant with joy, as he grasped
/ his son in laws hand. Il could hardly
credit my daughters assertion, bat she
stuck so stesdfastly to her story, and her
griet was SO genuine, that | WAS at last
unwillingly induced to believe that you
were a scoundrel However, it's all right
now; You wait here and III send Geor-
gle to YOU for the comfort The poor child
so much needs; but don keep her too
long, for dinners nearly ready, and !
guess YOU won't object to put your feet
under my mahogany once more
In few moments there was rustic
and autter Of silk in the room, and Elar-
rvs neck was encircled by pair ofprst
ty arms and loving eyes were weeping
tears Of joy, as fairy head pillowed it.
self upon his manly breast
"You will never be jealous of me again
my darling |"
And she keeps her word, though, to bS
sure, she does not deserve much credit
for so doing, for Harry never gives hei
more real occasion to doubt his fidelity
than he did during the first blssful yeal
of iher married life.
Ec- Why your chambermaid immor
tai She returns to every day without