Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1872-03-21
From the Chicago Journal.
A Tale of Panta1oons.

Davenport, our sister city, has just had
sensation. 1t was all about pair OF
pantaloons, and is to end in g divorce suit.
In my preceding letter 1 allude to the en-
couraging manner in which people out this
way are emulating the example Of Chica-
COS good citizens. The case in hand is
another example. For instance, Dayen-
port legal gentleman; went out one even
ing last week to have a quiet game Of bill
liards. He stuck to his cue for several
faithful hours, convivialized with hisfrlends
still longer, and then went home. On re-
tiring to rest he was most singularly un-
easy, and tossel about for some time with
out dropping into that peaceful slumber
we usually derive from clear conscience;
His lady was annoyed, and complained
kindly. 1t was no use. however; some
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i'll (how fortunate that he was awake }
and he was appealed to hasten off to the
nearest drug store in quest OF rsstora-
tive He hastily attircd himself, double
qnicked down street, rushed into store,
obtained the article so urgently required,
and produced his pocketbook: Great Ca-
sar what had transpired? lie had new
cr seen that wallet before; and the pants
they were not his own. Could it be pos
sible he was in his right mind He re-
solved to see, and without stopping to take
the remedy with him, he rushed back to
the wife Of his bosom i. He did not -four
ish revolver. He did not smash turnl-
ture He did not strike attitudes Ike
gladiator. He simply took part IN the
following conversation:
"Jane2 ?"
Eyes dear"
"How are you feeling"
Better. Much better l think good
sleepis all now need. How kind of you
to 90 to SO much trouble"
"Vcry. kind, wasn't it%
"Verv kind, honey"
"Jane, shall ! turn on the gas ?"
a. If you like, dear"
The gas was turned on. ..
Jane ?"
Yes dear"
"Do these look like my pantaloons p
Why, what can you mean, dear%
al mean, do these resemble the trousers
l wore home this EVENING"
"Why how can I tell, dcar?" and Jane
raised up with some surprise and reluc:
tance, gave quick glance and screamed
outright
Husband" said she with some, en-
barrassment, "you've made ridiculous
mistake somewhere, while out with our
friends. What in the world have you
been doing tonight" I"
THAT'S rather thin. Jane, we don't usu-
ally take off our pants to. play billiards.
When l went to bed tonight, 1 laid my
proper pantaloons on the chair. When |
dressed to go out, the pair l have on first
fell into my way. put them on. l dis
covered at the store they were not mine.
| l returned at once, and find the pair left
| on the chair are missing"
Jane began to sob, weep and protest
her innocence, while. the husband paced
the floor in deep reflection.
Jane as last lie said, II guess you
can go home to your parents tomorrow:
You and have gotten along very well
| for year or two, but the things played"
And down stairs he went with deaf ear
to the frenzied appeals and prayers she
showered after him. An investigation on
the morrow disclosed the fact that the
mysteriously procured pantaloons contain
ed Just three hundred dollars more than
the pair that had SO mysteriously walked
of. Jane left on the first train. for her
Illinois home, bill Of divorce has been
filed, and no one has called to exchange
pantaloons and pocket-books.