The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1874-11-12
Mr.. Taddles' Mistake.

Mr.. Taddles, of Elm street, communi.
Gates only under pledge of the most pro-
found secrecy little affair in which he
was the victim the other night, and
therefore it wouldn't be fair to divulce,
a sense of Journalistic honor however,
does not seem to prohibit the mention of
the fact that Mr.. L. is very fond of
cribbagc, and that card-playing is strictly
taboocd on the Taddlcs premises, as his
worthy spouse is a very strict church
member. Therefore Mr. 7. is compelled
to seek more cOngenial scenes in which
to indulge in his favoritc game. The
other day, his old friend, Tom B., in
vited him to join him that evening in a
pleasant little card-party, and Mr.. Tad
dies consented, though with some mis-
givings as to how he should account to
his estimable lady for his absence, or
contrive to break through her rule that
he shall always be safe at home not later
than nine.
The result of his cogitations was the
connection OF story to be palmed off on
his wife that he was going to New Haven
that afternoon on professional business
which might detain him until the mid
night train. He joined Tom at tea and
atterward had glorious evening at
crlbbage, starting for home so as to ar
rive there about ten minutes after the
train from New Haven was due at the
Asylum street depot. The partner of his
bose II sympathiZed with him as he
dilated on the tediousness of a night
journey by rail, while the artful Taddles
chucklcG quietly as he reflected on the
success of his little trick.
n day or two afterWa ard Mr.. Taddles
came home to tea and found Mrs. T. sit
ting in the rocking chair, with the even
ing paper in her hand, and with rather a
peculiar expression of countenance
which Taddles could not quite under
stand, but which seemed to be indicative
OF something in the wind. So he saun-
tered over toward the window, plunged
his hands away down into his pockets
and whistled softly to himself as he
wondered what the deuce was up, any,
way. Mrs. L. watched him for few
moments, and finally broke the silence
with the inquiry:
I" Did your New Haven business prove
satisfactory, my deary"
MIR. T.-Ics, my dear, better than I OK
pcctcd.
Mrs. T. lin tone of freezing polite
ness)-Very intricate, I presume, Mr..
T.?
Mr.. T.-Well, yes, rather so, w
love. And, by the way, how forum 1t
IS That you women arc not required to
bother yourselves with business affairs.
1t would be such trouble to understand
them. (Mr. T. plunges his hands still
deeper into his pockets and resumes his
whistling and thinking.)
Mrs. L. VERY freezing, noweYes. I
suppose so. All, me with sigh, thee
are 50 very, very many things We cannot
quite see through. For instance, the
evening paper says that ON the night you
went to New Haven the midnight train
up was an hour late Sudden stop of Mr..
It's whistle), and yet, my love, you got
home only ten minutes after the time it
was rightfully due at the depot. Must
have walked pretty fast, Mr.. r.! Hurry
ing yourself that way will get you into
trouble one of these days, Mr.. t.!
We charitably draw the curtain on the
heart-rending scene as the gentleman
tried to clear himself, and only plunged
deeper and deeper every minute.
Taddles thinks now that the news in the
papers is of rather too miscellaneous a
character to be fully appreciated in the
family circle, and vows that the NEXT
time he makes that kind of New Haven
trip he will 60 around by way of the
depot and wait for that internal old train
II he has to stay out all night.-Hautord
CONN., Post