The Idaho world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1864-1918, 1874-04-02
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hind the evening paper. Wife-like, she
took up the coat; woman-like she dived
| into the pockets. From the inside pocket
she drew forth letter, directed in deli
cate chirography to her husband. With
darkening brow, she quickly took the
suspicious-looking missive from the en-
velope, and without noticing the date,
began to read: :.
"DEAR GEORGE: am lonely-oh! so
lonely-since you left me last Thursday
night"
"Ah, ha! that was lodge night, he
told me-" said the now thoroughly in
terested woman, as she glanced vicious.
~ over at her husband, who appeared
to be just falling asleep. ooh! how
can you sleep with the weight of this
deep sin upon you? but I'll see what
more the brazen huzzy has to say, if it
kills me-" With one hand pressed to
her throbbing heart, she read on:
THE AGONY BEGINS.
II know | am foolish, darling, but
when you are away there seems to be
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 coldly down when you are not
with me, lord of my life and heart"
"Was it for this? was it for this?"
moaned the unhappy wife.
Fortune speed the day when we
may be united in those indissoluble
bonds that are sacred in the eyes of
heaven and earth"
"What mockery! Does be or she con-
slider that his VOWS made to me are not
sacredg What are they going to do
with me, anyway, wonder! Poison,
perhaps. Oh, false. false, perfidious
man! Oh, wicked, hellsh, designing,
wanton" Still the suffering woman
read the letter. though each word burn
ed to ashes a thousand hopes and joys:
When we need no more meet clan
destincly and tremble in each others
embrace"
piIlSc on THE AGONY.
"l'd make You tremble if l had you
in my embrace a minute!"
"When my head may be pillowed in
safety on your breast"
THE fiendess!'
land your arms Irvine in loving pres
sure about me-"
"Furies!"
"And our lips smother the tender words
that would escape between them"
."Oh the sirenic she-devil!" Kissed the
woman, as she tried to keep down the
boiling rage within her. She crushed
the letter and sprang upon it with her
heels. as though it were snake, and
ground it into the carpet Then with
clcnched hands aud 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 apparently sound asleep,
dreaming, perhaps, of the wicked tempt
ress that had come between him and
his fond wife. Presently a reaction
took place, and the wrctched woman
sank into chair and found relief in
that blessed panacea for female ills-a
flood of tears.
THE AGONY ENDS.
Grown calmer after a while. she pick.
ed up the rumpled letter, smoothed out
the creases, and with an air of mingled
despair and resignation, looked for the
signature:
"Your ever loving and devoted, but
poor, apprehensive-"
what this! Flut-fut-tering Dir.
die. A-D-A-ApA. Why, bless me!
this is one Of my own old letters to
George. What fool /"
A sound from the sofa, first like es.
Gaping steam, and then like car rat
Ting DER the stony street, assured her
that her ridiculous actions had been
witnessed by her husband. Burning
with shame, the foolish woman few to
her room and locked herself in, and
she IS almost as miserable now as when
she felt that she was wronged and
deceived wife.-Brunsuicker.
AN AMoRous CHlNEE.--At the settle
ment Of Unalaska, one of the Aleutian
Islands, lives Chinaman, employed in
he kitchen Of white family. who re-