The Athens post. [volume] (Athens, Tenn.) 1848-1917, 1874-03-20
Atheus 2ost.
Athens, Friday, March 20, 1874.
A Wronged and Deceived Wife.

n tlred HUSBAND went nome from MS
work last night, and taking of his coat,
requested bis wife to mend rent IN the
sleeve, then sank upon the sofa behind
the evening paper. Wife-like, shc took
up the coat woman.like she dived into
the pockets. From the inside pocket
she drew forth letter, directed, In del
icate chirography, to her husband
With darkening brow, she quickly took
the suspicious.looking missive from the
envelope, and, without noticing the
date, began 10 read:
Dear George--I am lonely, oh, so
lonely, since you left me last Thursday
night
'Ab, ha! that was Lodge night, he
told me- said the now thoroughly inter
ested woman, as she glanced vigorous
ly over at her husband, who appeared
to be just fallen asleep. 'Oh, how can you
sleep with the weight of this deep sin
upon you'll But I'll see what more the
brazen huzzy has to say If it kills mel
With one hand pressed to her throb.
bling heart she read on:
L know I am foolish, darling, but
when you are away there seems TO be o
barrier between me and all that is bright
and lovely. The sun does not shine
half so bright; the moon is but white
spot in the sky, and the stars stare cold
ly down, when you are not with me,
lord of my life and heart
Was il for this =? was it for this p
moaned the unhappy wife.
Fortune speed the day when we may
be united in those indssoluble bonds
that arc sacred in the eyes of Heaven
and earth
What mockeryl Does he or she con.
slider that the vows he made 10 me are
not sacred? What are they going to do
with me, anyway, | wonder? Poison
perhaps. Oh, false, false perfdious man
Oh, wicked, helish, designing wanton =
Still the suffering woman read the let
tor, though each word burned to ashes
athousand hopes and joys:
When we need no more meet clan
destinely and tremble liz each others
embrace
I'D make you :remble, If had you
in nv embrace minutep
when my head may be pillowed in safe
tyon your breast
The fiendessv
and your arms Irvine in loving pressure
about me-
FuricsP
and our lips smother the tender words
that would escape between them
oh, the sirenic she devil = Kissed the
woman as hhe tried 10 keep down the
boiling rage within her. She crushed
the letter in her hands, then threw It
upon the floor and sprang upon 1t with
her heels, rs though II were snake, aud
ground II into tho carpet, then with
olenched and compressed lips, she strobe
rapidly back and forth across the room
ever and anon making a move as If to
spring like fury upon her husband,
who, with a paper over his face, was ap-
parently sound asleep, dreaming, per-
haps Of the wicked temptress that had
come between him and his fond wife.
Presently reaction took place, and the
wretched woman sank into chair aud
found relief in that blessed panacca for
female ills--a food of tears.
Grown calmer after awhile, she pick
ed up the rumpled letter, smoothed out
tho creases, and with an air Of mingled
despair aud resignation, looked for the
signature.
Your ever loving aud devoted, but
poor, apprehensive--'
whats this! Flut-hut-terng bir-
die. A-6-a-Ada. Why, bless me this
is one of my own old letters to George.
What fool l.
A sound from the sofa, first like escap-
ing steam, and then like q car rafting
over tho stony street, assured her that
her ridiculous actions had been wit
messed by her husband. Burning with
shame, the foolish woman flew to her
room and locked herself in, and she is
almost ne miserable now as whom she
felt that she was wronged and dcceiv-
ed wife.