The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1875-06-03
TADDLES' BLuNDER.
By W. P. @.

only under pledge Of the most profound
secrecy, little affair in which he was
the victim the other night, and, there
fore, it would not be fair to divulge. A
sense of journalistic honor, however, does
not seem to prohibit the mention of the
fact that Mr.. T. is very fond of cribbage,
and that card-playing is strictly tabooed
on the Taddles premises, as his worthy
spouse is very strict church member.
Therefore Mr.. T. is compelled to seek
more congenial scenes in which to indulge
in his favorite game. The other day his
old friend Tom B. invited him to
JON him that evening in pleasant little
card party, and Mr.. Taddles consented,
though with some misgivings as to how
heshould account to his estimable lady
for his absence, or contrive to break
through her rule that he shall always be
safe at home not later than nine.
The result of his cogitations was the
concoction of story to be palrned off on
his wife that he was going to New Haven
that afternoon on professional business
which might detain him until the mid.
night train. He joined Tom at tea and
af1erward had glorious evening at crib.
bdge, starting for home SO as to arrive
there about ten minutes after the train
from New Haven was due ut the Asylum
street depot. The partner of his bosom
sympathized with him as he dilated on
the tediousness of a night journey by
rail, while the artful Taddles chuckled
quietly as he reflected on the success oil
his little trick.
"a few days afterward Mr.. Taddles came
home to tea and found Mrs. I. sitting in
the rocking-chair, with the evening paper
in her hand and with rather peculiar
expression of countenance, which Tad
! dies could not quite understand, but
which seemed to be indicative Of some
thing in the wind. So he sauntered ovel
toward the window, plunged his hand,
away down into his pockets and whistlct
softly to himself as he wondered wha
the duce was up, anyway. Mrs. I
watched him for . few moments, AMI
finally broke the silence with tho inquiry
ibid your New Haven business prov
satisfactory. my dearP
Mr.. T. Yes. my love, better than
expected"
Mrs. T. lin tone of freezing polite
ness): Very intricate, Ipresume. Mr.. T.
Mr.. T.: Well, yes. rather 80, my love
And by the way, how fortunate it is tha
you women are not required 10 bottle
yourselves with business affairs. !
would be such . trouble to understan,
them. (Mr. T. plunges his hands still
deeper into his pockets and resumes hi
whistling and his thinking.)
Mrs. 7. Every freesingly, now): Yes.
suppose so. All, me with sigh Their
are so very, very many things we canno
quite see through. For instance. th
evening paper says that on the night 20
went to New Haven, the midnight trai
lup was IN hour late Sudden stop Of MI
It's whistle), and yet, my love, You g
home only ten minutes after the time
was rightly due at the depot. Must hav
walked pretty fast, Mr.. T.! Hurryin
yourself that way will get you into troubl
one Of these days. Mr.. T.!
The curtain is drawn on the hcartrens
ing scene, IS the gentleman tried to cles
himself. and only plunged deeper IN
deeper every minute. Taddles thinl
now that the news in lthe papers is ,
rather too miscellaneous . character
be fully appreciated in the family circl
and vows that the next time he maka
the same kind of New Haven trip, l
will 20 around home by way of the den,
and wait for that internal old train, if
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