The Petroleum Centre daily record. [volume] (Petroleum Center, Pa.) 1868-1873, 1872-05-30
story of a Pair Of PantalOons'

Davenport, our sister city, has just had q
sensation. 1t was all about pair OF pan
falcons, and 10 to terminate 10 divorce
suit. In my preceding letter l alluded to
the encouraging manner In which people
out this way are emnlating the famed ex-
ample of Chicagos good citizens. The
case in band 10 another Illustration. For
instance, aDavenport legal gentleman went
ont one evening last week to have quiet
game of billiards. He stuck 10 bis cue for
several hours, con vivialzed with bis
friends still longer and then went home
On retiring to rest he was most yirgularly
uneasy, and tossed about for some time
without dropping into thst peaceful slum-
Der we usually derive from clear con-
science. His lady was annoyed and CON-
planned kindly. 1t was no use, however.
Something drove sleep from bis eyelids.
A. this jnnctnrs his lady was taken sud
denly and slarmingly Ill Chow fortunately
hs had remained awske), and be was ap-
pealed to, to hasten to the next drag store
to quest Of a,r4stOrative. He hastily a,,ired
himself, double quicked down street, rushed
into store, obtained thesarticIe 80 argent
iy required and produced his pocket book
to pay for 1t. Great Cesar. Whas had
TRANSFERRED? He had never seen that wallet
beforehand the pants? they were not his
own, Could 1t b. possible that be was 10
right mind: Was it not rather oil dis.
tempered dTeun? He resolved to see, and
witDout stopping to take the remedy with
him He did not flourish a revolver. He
did nct.smash furniture. He did not strike
attitudes like gladiator. IIe simply took
part in the following conversation:
"Jans?"
"Yss. dear"
"How are you ieeHng?'
"Better. Much better. 1 think good
sleep IL all need. How kind you are to
60 to so much trouble"
"Very Kind. wasn't it?'
"Vsry Kind, honey
s.Jane, shall turn on the gas?"
"If you like, dear"
The gas was was turned on.
'tJane?"
Yes, dear"
"Do these look like my pantaloops?.
"Wby, wba. can you mean, dear"
81 mean, do these resemble the trowsers
wore home this EVENING"
"Why, how can 1 tell you?'' aud Jane
raised up with some surprise and reluctance,
gave q quick glalcs aud screamed out.
right.
Husband" said she; with some embar
rassment, "you'vel made ridiculous mis-.
take somewhere, while out with your
friends. What 10 the world have you been
doing Tonight"
"That's rather thin, Jane. We don't
usually take off our pauts'to play billiards.
When 1 went to bed tonight laid my
proper pan.aloons on that chair. When l
dressed to 60 out. the pair thave on first
fell in my way. 1 put them on. discov-
Fered at the store that they were not mine.
1 returned st once, and now I find the pair
left on that chair are missing
Jane began to sob, weep and protest her
innocence, while the husband paced the
floor 10 deep reflection.
"Jaue," at last, be said, I guess you had
better 60 home to your parents tomorrow
You and have gotten along very well for
year or two, but the things played.
And down stairs be went with deaf ear
to the frenzied appeals and prayers she
showered after him. An investigation on
The morrow disclosed the fact that the
mysteriousiy procured pantaloons contained
just $500 more than the pair that
had SO mysteriousiy walked Of. jane
left on the first train for her Fllinois home.
A bill of divorce has been filed, and no one
has cslledIto exchange psntsloons or pocket
book.