The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-05-21

Mr.. Tapseott did not sink into a CHAIR
he did not utter a stifed moaa,; lie die
not allow the paper to flutes to- tbs
, floor. lie sinply looked dazed, aud sai6
something. What he said is neisher'ber4
nor there Li alb sure the reade.,woulc
! not wish me to record Il. x
i Then be iead the words q second time.
"And who the dickens is Ed ?"' be- de-
manded, dipectimg his question partly, to
his shaving glass and partly to vacancy.
! Il "He wants. proofs, does he 2 Blythe
Epowers, he's ehabl have them I'll gave
him all therproof he wants of one fact
that it's not sale TO cultivate the cuaint-
ance ofMr. Gadmallader Tapscott without
the cognizaace and consent of her .lAusT
band <aftT
He foldedathe prper carefully AID put
it In his portMoaIaie. 4o aa5 A
mo wonder she's acted so oddly, carry
ing this thing. On under my very nose =
he added as, he resumed his dressing
Saturday, eh !. The very day OF msg. ap
! polnsment. Well, this being of primary
importance, the other can wait. The. first
instinct in a married man, by jove-t is
self-preservati"n4" " '.'s1 ' 'i4
No sooner rhad her husband left, Der
apartment than Mrs. Tapscott bucst. into
tears. They,wsne the first she had been
able to shed, and broght her wosld OF
relief. Suddenly she started up,. bathed
her eyes in cold water. and fastened to
the floor below. i'
Il am wasting valuable timer' she:so.--
liloq aized. "He carries tablets in bis
overcoat Who knows but they may CON
tain the very information | want?!
So saying. she wen. to the hat rack, and
began rifing,the pockets Of Cadwalader's>
surtout. The.tablets were soon forthoom~-
ing, and under the head of Saturday was
the inscription : E
"AfternOop-Mis Isabel Whitney, %
Marcelin Rtaee." t"t
Every lingering hope of hen husbands
innocenae4 now yanished;every doubt was
dispeleda She must face the aaead raali-
ty and ma ks the best of it,
Returning the tablets TO their proper
pockea, Cynthia adjourned to'the dining
room snda employed the ensuing Interval
in giving. orders to the servants,and, look
ing after dinner. When hasnand and
wife met both were as calm as, usual, and
!, the evening meal was eaten as though
nothing. had happened, or was, about to
I'happsy, to destroy their domestic paaes.
If an! tning, ,ney were aoce twia-iike
than even.
The following mornlngg. when Mr..
Tap, colt entered the Library, he S'eheid
his wife engaged in reading. the adver-
vertisement column1 of The Messenger.
| AS soon as she saw him she mace some
excuse to lay the ms wsAaper aside and
laaVe the rpom. His curiosity vas now
on. the alert, and he was, fortified against
ang surpsiee after the Developments OF
yesterday. He bit his lips. when he no
Ihiced that certain item among the
had been partially cut out
what did It mean.
"WiN you meet as, per yesterdays
Messenger &C. T.
C.T-Cynthia nssaottG 1t was plain
as day.
| Nevertheless, to make, assurance doubly
sure, he sent servant to find a supple
ment for the previous day. She returned
With tie mutilated. cop y,iwhich had been
Estuffed away with q pile of old papeas
down stairs.
So Mr.. Tapsa0st indalged in another
EJACULATION very nach like ore | mention
ed little way back. .<..- ......,..,
When break fast was over, and hs pre-
pared to 60 out, his wife proposed to ac-
company him. With woman's tact she
managed to direct their course through
Marcelin Place, and past No. %. It Was
Ia handsome house --much handsomer than
the house she lived in--with brown atom
facings and broad flight of steps. On
the door plate was the name Whitney"
in large, prominent letters.
'This, then," sne pondered, sis the
abode of the woman who has stolen my
husbands con6deneel from me. Oh, the
wretch p And her teeth closed so violent
| lv that !. the very exhalatioll of her