The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1874-12-18

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she kept locked up in her escritoire; and.
instead of giving him the key, as Of old,
and telling him to go and rummage to
his heart content, she took the RESPONSE
bility of the search onher own shoulders
and exhibited unusual caution in lock-
ing everything after her.
Entering the library before breakfast
one April morning, Mrs. Tapscott found
her husband absorbed in the perusal of
the supplement of the Metropolitan Mes
Isenger. AS the page was entirely de-
voted to advertisements, his occupation
struck her as rather remarkable. =
"What do you find SO interesting on
that page, my dearl" she inquired.
'Ah, Cynthia, that's you, is itl' he
responded, looking with start, and lay
ing the paper hastilyaside. Breakfast
almost ready"
''It wants still two minutes by the
clock, " answered Cynthia.
$50 it does; so it does, said Mr.. Tap
scott in an absent tone. 'I wonder
whether I shall need an umbrellato-day
the sky is clouded over2" He strofled to
the window, looked out and drummed
uneasily on the window sill.
But Cynthia was not to be disposed of
thus easily; her husbands attempt at
evasion was too apparent.
81 don't think you answered my first
question, dear, did youl" she asked
quietly.
'Didn't II I beg pardon. Let me see
you wanted to know"
"What have you found SO interesting
in that newspaper that you did not OBJ
Iserye my entrancel"
"Oh, yes, SO you did. Important dis
patches from China, my love. The Khe-
dive"
'Hof EgypR"
sNo, no; 1 don't mean the Khedive.
The Shah
''The Shah Teigns in Paris, Caddy,'
'H'm, you're quite right; I don'tmean
the Shah, either, doI Fact is, I am in
somewhat of a hurry this morning, and
my ideas are bew1dered.
AT this moment relief Appeared in the
H
person of Bridget, who announced that
breakfast was on the table. Her husband
wasspeedily behind a cofiee-cup, and Mrs
Tapscott raised the siege. There was
no use, however, in telling her such non.
sense about Chinese dispatches; she
knew very we'll that if the Khedive, OF
Shah, or his Celestial Effulgence the
Emperor of all the Chinas, figured any.
where in that Messenger, it was in the
capacity neither Of advertiser nor of ad
vertised. The story was merely a rust
of her husband's-depend upon it-ttc
hide something from her. Recalling al
the triAing peculiarities in his recenf
conduct, and putting this and that to
gether, her curiosity received a sudde1
impetus, It was the first time a mystery
had ever thrust itself between them; ;anc
to probe it she was determined. , g.
In due season breakfast was concluded
and Mr.. Tapscott started for his office
His wife had no sooner said, "Good by
Caddy; come up early, and kissed him
and shut the door behind him with tn,
most bewitching reluctance, than he
whole appearance was altered in an in
slant, and she strobe back TO the library
ike a woman bent on some desperat,
mission. Seizing the Messenger, sh,
swept its columns with a penetrating
glance. Presently her fingers relaxed
their hold; the sheet fellto the floor, au,
she sank back into a chair with a stifet
moan. The following Personal caugh
her eye:
| &c. T. Meet me at the old place o.
+; Saturday. TwoP. NJ"
The sickening horror that had at frs
! ! overwhelmed her now gave way to a yer,
different emOtion-that of jealous indig
nation. --5 rr
Saturday, 2 P. NJ? Not if I can pre-
1 vent it," She procured pair of scissor
and cut the paragraph out.
; Then she proceeded to her own room
: opened her escritoire, and lifted a mum
Der of papers. As she stood gazing a
! ! these her bearing was changed again
! Sadness took the place of violence.
3 ''Perhaps this blow is Judgment O
: me, after all, for having my secret fror
him, +" she mused, half aloud slough
not to have done it, after our mutual III
> derstanding; but the temptation wa
great. 1t is too late to retreat now, how
ever; 1 viii finish what I have begun
though my heart break"
With this she took her seat at th
= desk, and worked steadily for sewers
: hours, stopping only once to partake'c
a light lunch. She was still busily wri
. ing when she heard her husbands foo
steps in the entry. She rose hurried
and tried to close and lock the foldin
leaf, but had not succeeded in doing S
( when Cadwallader entered the room
y He nnficed her agitation hut stnnrSnd {