The Van Buren press., 1873-03-04

"Pve found yeu out at last, Mr.. T.,
that's where the money goes, see e.>Furs
for somebody else, and that somebody q
womant'
ikThs supposition was correct one, at
least. Furs for lady were the proper
thing in cold winter, and Mrs T had
for somc time deplored the condition Of
her own-hot that they were worn out,
but they were not the style, and Mrs. T.
always liked to be well mp to the require
ments Of the fashion.
And yet her husband made no answer.
The note was several days old. 1t had
been written by lady. There was no
question of furs involved inits meaning,
and he was thrown of his 6t by her
manner, and just angry enoRIt6 smarl
under what he considered, sc Sverstep'
ping Of the bounds Of even we'll rannded
jealousy, so he answered:
"Well, what of it? Where did you
get that note2 Were you rummaging in
my pockets for curioslties, madam ?"
"Well, that is cool % rstortcd the lady.
who was by this time too angry to pro.
long her crying, and too much exaspera-
ted by her husbands GOODNESS to allow
him any explanation.
The two little Thistle downs had fol
lowed their parents to the library, and
were standing in the doorway, with their
little faces the pictures OF anxiety, and
the boys, Timothy, Jr, variegated in
expression by tears running down his
chceks-so the door was closed against
them, and the darlngs were shut out
from the domestic trouble, while the
principals in the little breezy encounter
were shut in to have it out
Mr. L. was doggedly silent; the lady
ragged and tore around the room, and
threw the worked sofa pillow at him, do
ing more damage to the drop light and
shade upon the library table than it did
to the gentleman against whom the blow
was directed, and without a word, except
a muttered sentence sounding very like
d" Confsund your Mr.. Timothy Thistle
down left the room, put on hr overcoat,
and left the house in no easy frame of
mind, and the children went to the res
cue of the mother, who rang the boil and
called up the coachman from his hirta-
ton with the waitress below stairs.
Quick Richard, follow Mr.. Thistle
down; he has gone to Delmonico's, /
think 1fnot. go to the office Follow
him, say, and tell me where he goes
and who comes to see him.
But, madame, ventured the man
surprised at the orders, " Mr. Thistle,
down may have"
mo he hasn't; he took no bre akfast,
and it's early. Begone, ] say! "
She was melodramatic and positive in
her manner; she had caught an idea
knsw that Lor h.>ba~ d. N otisn 90 break
tasted at Delmonico's. She owned the
carriage and horses, and she paid tho
and so the coschman would
obey her orders implicitly.
And the irato Mrs. I. was right Her
husband thought more Of his breakfast
than his dinner and, under Mrs. T.'s do
mestic management, he had breakfasted
at Delmonlco's before, under similar cir
cumstanees.
And he did not ride down town; he
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gar at the drug store at the corner, bought
a newspaper, and consumed ten minutes
in the operation, and then started down
the avenue, whore the c0achman overlook
him q couple Of minutes before he went
in to give his order, while faithful Rich-
ard waited outside.
But there was nothing but the chops,
coffee, rolls, and the newspaper; no dis
dovsry whatever, and would not have
been but that Mr.. Thistledown sent for =
sheet Of paper, and an envelope, wrote a
note with lead pencil, and sent it to the
restaurant office.
Richards eyes sparkled at the discov
cry; he had something to tell at last,and
he watched the angle-Francaise clerk IS
he gave his directions to the all-boy,
and the hall.boy started eff with the note
toward Sixth avenue.
Tho boy took an upward bound car
so did Richard, and after few moments
seated himself beside tho messenger,
whom he knew from the frequent wait
ings which had been imposed upon him
upon opera nights, and sidewalk ac-
quaintanco so contracted.
"Ye're bound for uptown in the early
morniu' Frank" ventured Richard, by
way Of inquiry at the beginning.
"Yes, with note,
"Ye're to get an anser ~
mo; only to leave it," And the in
nocent messenger, who knew Richard to
be a good fellow, handed out tho note
which was addressed to q lady living In
street, and marked "1n haste.
"Yc won't get back for an hour, away
up there" said the coachman. "Tm
goin' up that way, I'll take it for We. "
Unwilling at arst, the messenger final.
" consented. He had been paid half q
dollar for the service, and it suited him
to earn it more easily than riding abou,
In the cold; so he gave the note to Rich.
ard. sprang from the car, and Richard
followed his example at the next corner
going direct to Mrs. Thistledown with
the note and bursting into her presence
with the air Of military commander who
had captured citadel and just reached
head quarters to make his report.
To say that Mrs. T was still more an
pry would be far too little in words to
do her justice. Marital inGdelity she al
ready suspected, but she did not suspect
an appointment at an uptown picture
gallery at two o'clock that very day-a'
made in Mr.. Thistlsdowns note--with o
pretty widow who was one Of her bss,
friends and constant visitor at the
house.