The Rutland daily globe. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1873-1877, 1874-10-22
From the Hartford (Ct.) Post.
Mug. TADDLE,s MISTAKE
a Hartford Cribbage Party and n
New Haven Train-in Elm street
Gentleman in u Queer Scrapc.

Mr.. Ta1dles of Elm street communicates
only under pledge of the most profound
secrecy little affair in which he was the
victim the other night, and therefore it
wouldn't be fair to divulge. a sense of
journalistic honor, however, does not seem
to prohibit the mention of the fact that Mr..
L. is very fond of cribbage, and that card
playing is strictly tabooed on the Taddes
premises, as his worthy spouse is very
strict church memh +. Therefore Mr.. r.
is compelled to seek more congcnial scenes
in which to indulge in his favorite game.
The other day. his old friend, T0m ID -,
invited him to join him that evening in a
pleasant little card party, and Mr.. Taadles
consented, though With some misgivings as
to how he should account to his estmable
lady for his absence, or cOntrive to break
through her rule that he shall always be
safe at home at not later than o.
The result of his cogitations was the con-
cocton of story to be palmed off on his
wife that he was going to New Haven that
afternoon on professional business which
might detan him until the midnight train.
He Joined Tom at tea, and afterward had a
glorious evening at cIibbage, starting tor
home so as to arrive there about ten min
utes after the train from New Haven was
due at the Asylum street depot. The
partner of his bosom sympathized with him
as he dilated on the tediousness of night
journey by rail, while the artful Taddles
chuckled quietly as he reflected on the sue
cess of his little trick.
A day or two afterwards Mr.. Taddles
came home to tea and found Mrs. 7. sit
ting in the rocking chair, with the evening
paper in her hand, and with rather Pc
culiar expression of countenance which
M
--.h;n', rnorrnd 70 no indicative Of something
in the wind. So he sauntered over toward
the window, plunged his hands away down
into his pockets. and whistled softly to him.
self as he wondered what the deuce was
up, anyway. Mrs. Il. watched him for a
few moments, and finally broke the silence
with the inquiry
"Did your New Haven business prove
satisfactory, my dear?"
Mr.. T.-"Yes, my dear, better than
expected"
Mrs. T. Tin tone of freezing politeness)
livery intricate, presume, Mr., T.?"
Mr.. T.-"Well, yes, rather so, my love.
And by the way, how fortunate it is that
women are not required to bother your
selves with business. 1t would be such a
trouble to understand them" (Mr. T..
plunges his hands still deeper into his pock-
ing.)
Mrs. T. Every freezing now 1
suppose So All me with a sigh, there
are so very, very many things we cannot
quite see through. For instance, the eve
ing paper says that on that night you went
to New Haven, the midnight train up was
an hour late Sudden stop of Mr.. rs whis-
tle), and yet, my love, you got home only
ten minutes after the time it was rightfully
due at the depot Must haye walked pretty
fast, Mr.. T. Hurrying yourself that way
will get you into trouble one of these days,
Mr.. T. |"
We charitably draw the curtain on the
heartrending scene as Mr.. Il. tried to clear
himself, and only plunged deeper and deep.
err every minute. Taddles thinks now that
the news in the papers is of rather toe
miscellaneous a character. to be fully ap,
preciated in the family circle, and vow.
that the next time he makes that kind of 6
Nav Haven trip he will go round by way
of the depot and wait for that old train i
he has to stay out all night.