The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1875-06-04

"No one can regret his death more
than l do, my DEAR" was his unfeelm8
rejoinder II day.
Mrs. Brown uttered no reproach,
neither did she fly into a passion. She
knew a trick worth two Of that.
Slowly raising her handkerchief to her
eyes, she faltered forth:
My sainted Augustus -
Without waiting to hear what the
"sainted Augustus" did or did not do,
Tom left the house, uttering some very
emphatic language, like the unfeeling
brute he WAS, us orr lady readers will
acknowledge.
The worst of it was that Tom knew of
no who had the slightest knowledge
of the late Augustus Yanduzen, so he
was unable to throw any doubt upon the
existence Of tie supcrhWman virtues I'M
der whose weight, tiguratively speaking,
he lay crushed.
His wife had married and buried her
first husband in California.
She came North soon after her widow
hood to visit some friends who had known
her only iii her maiden life, where Tom
sax, woocd and won her.
But, as luck would have it, John Bah
bit, an old scho0imata of Toms, came
home from California.
OF course the two had a world of things
to talk over.
How curious You should be married,
old boy" said John, ashley sat smoking
together. "And to poor little Mrs.
Nanduzcn!"
I'm married to her fast enough"
said Tom, dryly, Though | haven't the
slightest expectation OF ever being able
to supply the place of her first husband.
You knew the late lamcntod Augustus
Yanduzen!"
81 knew more than [ wanted to of
him though [ never knew he was
lamented by anybody. His wife certain
" ll.lU llp tttttNt ~ itliltilG lIlILl. why,
he used to get drunk every night and
come home and smash the furniture! |
never pitied any woman as | did her. |
used to hope she'd outlive him, SO as to
take Il little comfort before she died. He
did die, though not in his bed; the vgi-
lance committee got hold of him one dark
night, and" Here the speaker
touched his throat, with n brief but eX-
pressive gesture. "Too many horses
missing, you understand"
Here, as the speaker caught a glimpse
of Toms astonished face, the sudden
thought struck him that this revelation
might not be over and above agreeable
TO the man occupying the place that had
been 50 suddenly vacated: q beg par
doh"
"Not a word Of apology, my dear fell
low" interrupted Tom, whose face was
actually radiant with smiles, grasping
John warmly by the hand, whose turn
it was to he astomished. I'm delighted.
That is to say" added Tom, checking
himself rs he saw his friends 5ewildcred
look, 81 shall be delighted to have You
dine with me to-mcrr0w; a strictly family
dinner, You understand. Mrs. Brown
will be delighted, too. Oh, yes"
chuckled Tom, on his way home, feeling
strongly inclined 20 throw up his cap
! and hurrah in the exuberance of his JOY.
He was confident that he had now a
spell by which he could clay" the ghost
that had 50 long haunted him.
1t was past eleven when he let himself
in.
Instead of creeping meekly along, as
was his wont, he walked noisily upstairs
into the room where his wife was sitting,
handkerchief in hand, in the attitude
into which she had arranged herself at
the turning of the latchkey.
Without payingher the slightest heed.
Tom marched across the floor to the fire,
where he stood warming his hands and
whistling softly to himself.
Astonished at this Unhcard-of proce-
dure, Mrs. Brown glanced ont at the cul-
prit from Il corner of her pockethand-
kerchief.
"Never, during al our happy married
life, did my sainted Augustus come home
at such al hour as this" she said, with
more than usual emphasis, as she noted
his air Of tranquil enjoyment.
81 know he didn't" was the cool re-
ply +" he used to come home at two III