The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1877-04-21

her a thing or two. Let me see-ten
O'Clock, at the oak tree; I'll be there,
my dear, and I'll learn your dear Ed.
ward something he won't forget. I'll
60 out this blessed minute and get a
couple of officers, and we'll wait for you.
| fancy we'll surprise you little. Great
Jehosophatl and. she's actually been de-
ceiving me all the time, and letting some
other man talk love to her, and coax her
to elope with him can't believe it, and
yet | can't doubt it, for here it is in her
own writing. l would not have believed
t, if hadn't seen it in black and white.
Dear me | wonder if can bear up I'M
der the awful blow7 What will folks
saya ! shall be ashamed to meet any
bc1y. It's awful-awful p and Mr..
Jones wiped his face with his handkeI-
chief, and looked the complete picture OF
grief.
Mr.. Jones was 80 "struck all of a
heap" to use his own expression, by the
terrible intelligence that he didn't stop
to reason over the matter. He never
once thought that "Dear Edward +"
couldn't by any possibility have re-
ceived this letter, since it hadn't been
sent. He only realized that his wife was
going to meet her lover at ten o'clock.
"Pll be there, my lady," said Mr..
Jones significantly, putting on his over
coat, preparatory to going in search OF
the proper officers. "Tll be there, and
I'll give your Dear Edward something
he didn't bargain for. I'll Dear Edward
him."
About nine o'clock Mr.. Jones and a
couple of officers came Up the road
stealthily, and secreted themselves be-
hind a clamp of bushes near where the
two main roads crossed each other.
Now you mind what say" said Mr..
Jones. "I'li go for him and you keep
out of the way till l am done with him.
I'll make him wish he'd never thought
of such thing as making love to other
mems wives, see if / don't. I'll pom.
mel him Pll trounce him within an
inch of hisl;fe, the contemplate puppy"
and Mr.. Jones struck out right and left
at his visionary rival in way that made
the officers litter.
They waited and waited, and kept
waiting. The ten o'clock train came in,
whistling shrilly. And still no signs of
either woman or man for whom they
were waiting.
r. Presently Mr.. Jones babe them listen /;
he heard steps down the road.
The night was dark, and they could
not see rod of. But he was right in
thinking he heard steps. Some one was
coming.
cts him, curse him." muttered Mr..
Jones. CHOW you lay low, and mind
what say, don't come till l tell you to.
l dare say l shall half kill him, but you
keep off and let me be. I'll take the conse-
quences if / do kill him completely. Great
Jehosophatl l just yearn to get my
hands on the wretch"
He's close by now" whispered one Of
che men.
I" see him." answered Mr.. Jones, in
an awful whisper. Here, hold my hat.
Pm going for him, and may the Lord
have mercy on his SOUL"
Accordingly, MIR. Jones "went for
him." He made rush at the tall, black
figure coming leisurely up the road. He
gave it punch in the stomach with one
fist, and another in the ribs with the
other fist, snorting like wild bull. He
was too excited to talk intelligibly at
first. The unsuspecting recipient OF
such an extraordinary greeting seemed
half inclined to run at first, but, on
second thought, seemed to think better of
it, and turned upon his assailant.
"Take that, and that, and that" cried
Mr.. Jones, who had got 80 he could utter
words trife more coherently by this
time, dealing blows right and left. "Run
away with my wife, will you? You old
villain, I'll learn you to sneak around
the Jones family trying to break it up.
Take that-and that and-oh, great
Jehosophat"
Mr.. Jones's tune suddenly changed |;
the victim of a husbands righteous
wrath had brought his cane to bear upon
his foe, and was doing good work with
il.
"Smith Dobson helpl helpw snrieked
Jones, as the cane fell upon his head and
shoulders in unmerciful blows. "Mur-
der helpp
The officers came to his assistance and
succeeded in securing the stranger.
cpd like to know what this means"
he demanded. 81 supposed this neigh
borhood was respectable, but l should
think you've all gone crazy, or else
turned highway robbers"
"We'n let you know what it means"
cried Jones. 81 don't believe you will
want to run away with Samuel Jones's
wife again."
els that you, Samuel Jones p asked
the prisoner. 81 thought your voice
sounded kind of familiar before, but you
beloved 80 / couldn't make it out. Are
you insane or idiotic, or what?'
"Lord bless me, if you amt uncle
Joshua!" said Mr.. Jones, family. He
felt small enough just then to crawl
through a knot hole. "Pm awful sorry