The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1877-09-22
The Sister-in Laws Plot.

CldNIllR ItI llhIluN lOHbIlltT.
Married again = echoed MIS-. Clar-
issa, tipping over her basket of Berlin
woods, in her CONSERVATION, greatly to
the delight of her kitten.
At his age 4 cried Miss Phemy.
Two and fifty, if he's a day--and a
widower of fifteen good years stand
ing =
And with us to keep house for him, >
added Miss Clary /; and dinner al ways
ready at six precisely and his clippers
warmed by the fire, Just as surely as he
crosses the threshold
Men are fools sharply circulated
the elder sister. How old does he say
he is, Claty p
He don't say at all, responded Miss
Clary, scrutin 2iRg the edges of the
letter that had brought such dismal
news. He only says that he was mari.
ed on the 8d of September last to Miss
Marian RhSSCll, aud that lie will bring
her home on the lst OF Octonpr'
But both the ladies were stricken
dumb with amazpment and dismay,
when, at the end of the honeymoon, Mr..
Paul Thorpe arrived at Thorpe Home.
stead, with his bride, and they were
presented to a timid looking child Of
seventeen.
Brother Paul. cried both ladies in
chorouS, is this yo.r wife p
This is lay wife, said Paul Thorpe,
cOmplacpntly. Come to the fire, Marian,
and waim yourself /: 1t is a chilly even.
ing, and you look ID
The Misses Thorpe presided frigidlv
at the tea table in vain did the little
bird ehdeavur to m, Ike conversation
and establish some sort of social foot
ing. Yes, and No, and Iudped =
was all that she could get out of her
mature sister. in.law.
Paul. she whispered, when at last
she had her husband to herself, nm
afraid Of them l don't think they
like me.
Nonsense,my dear, nonsense, = said
Mr.. Thorpe, strOking down the golden
curls OF his childlike wife. 'You'n al.
get along splendidly together when
you're little better acquainted with
one another
Euphemia, said Hiss Clarissa. as
she sat before the glass rolling her
scanty hair up in papers, what do YOU
think of Mrs. Paul Thorpe ?"
" | hate her |" said Miss Euphemia.
opening and shutting the cameo box
wherein she kept her few Jewels with
snap as If It were guillutiue, nnd Mrs.
PuuI's white neck lay underneath
Hate her, Phemy |" cried Clarissa,
| don't like her myself. but
'Ah ! said Miss Euphemia, but you
didn't see you were getting out my
brothers claletS else you would scarcely
be surprised at my words
See what 2"
" My false teeth slipped and came
ont while | was trying TO eat that crust
of toast confessed Miss Euphemia,
turning red. I'll never have dry toast
On the table again. had to look for
'em. And she-she laughed outright =
Poor Marian 1t was true. She had
laughed in the girlsh merrment of her
Ii, art at Miss Pheny's Iudicrous
trouble, and she had forgotten it the
next minute.
1t was very rude of me-" said Mar.
ian to herself but I'll be so good and
loving that they shall be sue to forget
itp
But Miss Enphemia was not one easi.
ly to forget or forgive
Paul Thorpe had not been married
quite year to his daisy faced little
wife, when Miss Euphemia came to him
one day.
Can speak to you alone, Paul q
OF course you can, Pheny, but
what Is all the mystery about p he an
swered, gaily,
THAT is for you to Judge Mi S
Thorpe answeted, primely, when you
have read that letter.
What letter? Who wrote Il p
zone of your wite's admirers. proy
bahly;' retorled Miss Euphemia, with a
toss of her head. / found il IN the
pocket of q white dress sLe sent TO the
wash this morning
lnyUluntagily, although he knew he
was doing a base and dishonorahle
thing Paul Thorpe glanced at the letter
whose signature had been torn away -
letter written ia bold masculine
chirography. 1t began thus
MY own DARLING MARIAN--Yout
letter Of yesterday convinced me more
and more that your love is still uipe,
even though
STOP he cried aloud, between his
firmly setting teeth WHO dares %
call my wife his darling Who
daIeS--'
And then he stopped a second.
Euphcmia,' he said huskily, |
thank you .or opening my eyes. | was
mad fool tor thinking that child of
seventeen could ever care for me. Per-
haps It is not 50 much her fault as il is
mine
lie turned away, with face like
ashes.
Panl + his sister called after him
Paul =
But the door had already closed be-
hind his retiring footsteps, ana Miss
Euphemia felt that the hour of her ven.
gence was near.
Paul Thorpe returned no more. 4
BRIEF cold letter to his Wife announced
that business Of Importance would
necesslIate o few years residence in
Canada, and bade her farewell.
But Why didn't he come himself ?"
walled Marian, wringlng her Hule
white hands. Why could / not have
gone With hin ? Have offended him Z