The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1873-05-30

"Two thirty, then, if you please,
mum, ms far as Baltimore. "a ifu
Ticket, sir a'aHi i'7,z 2 'le
Two thirty, as quick as yos can,
mum-time's short. .{a gFl i'9
/ y" BHt my-my husband has my
ticket" faitered. "He was left at the
station, you know" .sa '
Beg pardon, mum, but our orders
are strict. That sort of dodge has
played ont entirely on this line ! Two
thirty, mum, if you please. VIII refund
at the Office, when ticket is presented. :"
The man suspected me, actually sus-
pected ME-Fred's wifel Oh, dear,
dear! How utterly lonely and unpro-
tected I felt, after the strong trust and
sweet reliance that had been mine!
ell haven't any money" 1 said in a
faint voice. "Toun have to put me
somewhere, I suppose" I added with
despairing resignation.
"AIlow me" the mustache gentle
man was up, pocketbook in hand" let
me arrange this matter for you until we
reach Baltimore. Your husband can
settle with meaftcrward, he said, giving
me his cardwith smile. Il
ID If hadn't been married should have
fallen in love with that delightful man
on the spot. As it was, ! only muir
INJURED some uninteligible thanks and
slipped his card into my pocket as a
memento Of modern knight.
We were to have stopped in Balti-
more. As the train neared the city a
new perple1ity seized upon me. Where
could go? If it were daylight, I might
remain in theladies' waiting-room, but
Fred would not arrive until nearly ten
at night. I had no money to pay a
hackman, 60 to a hotel, or even get my
supper. f & NtAt% 4 N
A sudden thought flashed into my
mind. Aunt Tabby lived in Baltimore
1 had directed letter to her only a few
weeks before, announcing my approach
ing marriage True, the reply was very
discouraging-being dismally prophetic
of all sorts of evils that awaited me, and
darkly suggestive of the snares and pit
falls in that broad road that leads to
matrimony and destruction. B.
But Amt Tabby took yinegary view
of everything. She never had felt the
mellowing of honeymoon.
We arrived at the depot; my mus
tache friend had left the car some time
before, so 1 was unprotected again. An
army of hackmen besieged the door Of
the depot, and Immediately became
the subject of struggle Oaths and
Whips resounded about my ears, until ]
was finally seized upon and carried of
by a red-headed- Irishman, whose sue
cess arose, no doubt, from his national
procliyity for anything resembling q
fight. 7z ='i --i- 1''. tss- Eaa Gaa
Having secured me IN very dirty
vehicle, he regarded me with a triumph
ant air.
"If you will get my trunk, now,
, please" suggested. -
"Your trunk, is it Where's the Bit
of tin?" - W
: "The-what ?" ] asked, in perplexity.
"The tin-the bit of tin, to be sure.
: How am to get it without the tin?"
My check / had forgotten that.
Fred had the check also. Alas, for the
, poweriessness of womanl l saw my
: new Saratoga, filed with the daintiest Of
trousseaus, bundled up with q load ol
hotel baggage, and couldn't raise q finger
: Ito claim ii. It was the last straw on the
camel's back, and / drove in tears te
Aunt Tabby's, using my tissue vail as .
pocket handkerchief, and thereby un
! consciously tattooing my face will
streaks of blue. b asl' ~
: Even Aunt Tabby's monumental rig
idity was overcome by my appearance
: when she met me at her immaculate
3 doorstep.
"Left you and only married thret
: daysl Pay thst hackman, Mary, and
| send him off before he sees any more o.
this family disgrace. Only three days
b The Lord have mercy on MS That
E should have lived to see brother Henry
: child brought to- this. Taken all you
money and clothes too! Well wei, It'll
. nothing more or less than ] expected
t Only an accident don't talk to me o
accidents. If you ever lay your eyes Oh
: that man again, my name Is not Tabith'
s Tinstitch. The mean-spirited scoundre
b to leave you without q rag to your back
You poor deluded innocent. Put on tn
kettle. Mary Jane, and hurry mp tn
q tea this poor child is trembling like
e leaf, and well she may
ooh! and amt it dreadful, mnm 2
: heard the sympathetic Mary Jane mur
a mur. aside to her mistress "such
: sweet young creeter as she be! Ant
only look at her face l expect he
r been hanging of her"
Aunt Tsbby pursed up her mouth, an
!, shook her head ezpressively.
s @Lst this bes warning to you' Mar.
= Jane" FfEF .B 49,
! "Oh. I'm sure it viii, num-" was tn
/ feeling reply.
@she'll never lay eyes on him again,
It replied Aunt Tabby, solemnly; "nevel