The Leavenworth weekly times., 1875-03-11

close us in" such amatory aeronautlcs al
| impossible, and so she used to take tn
street car and call in person. Vials {
glycerine she bought without number, an
as the sweet unguent soothed her lips,
laid fattering JUNCTION to her heart. Bo,
ties of Sozodoni she purchased with grea
disregard OF expense, and as the fragran
dentifrice impaired its ambrosial odors
her breath 80 did sweet "reminiscences fl
her thoughts. But still there was barrie
between them, against which her heaI
chafed like an ENGAGED dove, and fell bacl
with bruised and weary wings.
THE DRUG-CLERK.
When the news came to him that he wa
forsaken, and that she was another's, b
was plunged in a cave of gloom. He wa
even neglectful Of his personal appearance
His hair, the luxuriance of which used +
command Fatima's admiration, and whicl
used to sweep grandly out from the bacl
part, terminating to angles above his can
now hung limp and dishevelled. His mus
tache, which had been of . raven hue, now
doubtless from the effects Of grief, assumes
sickly-red color. But in the rush of thii
bustling existence, one has not even tim,
for melancholy. After few davs' anguish
concerning which he CONFIDENT; ,ly remark
ed to a fellow-clerk that he "had neve
been so disgusted in his life before" he re
gained the semblance of his former self
and his hair and mustache recovered theil
former appearance. He "h'isted" the foam
ing soda with all his former alacrity, rolled
pills with his former dexterity, and pounded
away on the mortar with pristine vigor
And yet he was not happy. As, when q
rose decays, the perfume fingers, 30, in the
ruins OF his hopes, the image remained or
memory's pages. The flower of love was
whitening off its stalk when Fatima began
her visits. Severely decorous as was theiI
intercourse, they were zephyrs and sunshine
to the tender plant, which bloomed again
under their revivifying influence. Thus, to
change the figure from the ashes of the
past, love rose phenix-like, on re-created
wings.
In this age of wisdom it we're a very te-
dious iteration to reherse the steps which
marked
THE PROGRESS OF THEIR INTIMACY.
The comparison may not be. Seeking, as
she did, the insinuating presence of the
drug g-clerk, Fatima's scruples were, little by
little, removed by sophistical pleadings
But meanwhile the Dives who had secured
some legal rights over her had his suspi-
cions that all was not we'll in his marital
relationship. Although his age was like a
"lusty winter, frosty yet kindly" he had oc-
casional misgivings of his ability to be a
spouse to his young bride, and,
watching her movements with a Jealous
eve, discovered her attachment. He had no
evidence of infdelity, and was too wary to
be precipitate; SO he pleaded business ne
cessity as reasron 70 removal, and, coming
to this city, took up his residence at the
Palmer House But Love,
Who mak'st the best connubial state precarious,
And jes'est at the brows Of mightiest men,
was not to be balked in this way. His
winged feet can bridge the gulf Of space
or, to put it more prosaically, there is such
a thing as the post. Fatima and her drug
clerk poured out their hearts devotion un-
der the cover of pOstage-stamps. Dives
that something was up. He lay
in wait for the mail, and his search was re-
warded by
THE DISCOVERY OF A LETTER,
to Fatima that her beloved
was coming on here to see her.
Dives did not tear his hair Che was bald
headed, and it would have been inconven-
ient), nor rush into her presence and shrek
behold the evidence Of
your perfidy" (she was out shopping at
the time) but he blandly informed his wife
that he had received an important letter,
calling him to Cincinnati for a few days,
and for her not to give way to loneliness
while he was away. She offered no objec
ton, but simply stated her pecuniary needs
which, when supplied, enabled her TO bear
up under the separation. Dives rubbed his
nose and waited. He polished his spectacles
and covered the register Of arrivals. His
pains were rewarded by the discovery of the
name Of the drug-clerk. He again retired,
rubbing his nose, and ever and
anon examining a tubular instrument, with
clicking apparatus attached, to see if it was
in good condition.
Twas night about fortnight ago, when
the gas-lights on the stairways of the Palm
er House might have been seen cleaning
upon the spectacles of a vigorous gentle
man, ascending the steps wieh the alacrity
Of youth. His footsteps paused at the
door of Dives. He knocked.
There was a sudden shrill inquiry of
"wHo's THAT r'
at is /! Dives Let me in right away"
There was hustle and confusion within,
and delay, during which Dives pounded
on the door for admittance. He entered.
Fatima, red as a rose, stood before him in
night array, with voluble protestation of
her pleasure and surprise. He glanced
around the room, but saw nothing suspici-
GUS until his eye was caught by some ari-
cles partially hid by the shadow of the bed,
"wHosE BOOTS ARE THOSE, MADAM"
demanded Dives, and Fatima hoped into
bed and buried her face in the bed-clothes
10 consider the matter. Dives drew forth
his weapon. He said: "Madam, if you
have any clothes in that wardrobe that you
lon't want spoiled, you had better take
hem out as have selected it for target
practice" Madam falls imploringly at his
ieet. The wardrobe develops articulate
sounds, its doors open and the drug-clerks
kneels before him, scantily arrayed sup
plicant. Dress yourself, young man" said
Dives in a mild voice. "You need not be
bashful about the Madam. l guess she
will not be shocked" The drug-clerk per-
formed that ceremony as fast as his trem-
bling hands would permit, and, at the COM
mands of Dives, followed him down stairs
as to the sacrifcial altar. "Young man,
WILL YOU TAKE soMErHING?"
said the injured husband. The young man
guessed he would, as he felt rather badly.
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