The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1877-01-11
Reward of Jealousy.


ing, / have concluded to write, fJr
the edificatinn OF whoever may chance
to read it, my experience in love. As
YOU must know, /, like all Others,
was once young, and likewise had
nv lOve-dreams, and also my share
of trials and triDulstiOns relative to
that distressing evil, jealousy.
Well, shortly after my return from
college, met and formed an attach
ment for Ethel Graves, q charming
little brunette with large brown eyes
fringed all around with Jet laShes, the
daughter OF one Of our neighborsY
wealthy Southern planter. Bsing
neighbOTs, and our families Oeing on
good terms, We were constantly
thrown together, and in due season
nv affections were made known, and,
l am happy to announces were fully
appreciated so we were betrothed
after the usual fashion.
One evening, having called on my
1 lady-love, there arose q question OF
which she had been teasing me to tell
her, and having il In my power TO
tantalizs her, / made use of the OPP
portunity.
"Woman's curiosity" said 1, with
a shrug of my shoulders, land femi-
nine jealousy"
Nonsense :" retorted Ethel, color
/ ing, "I suppose men are never curious
or Jealous either ?n
Never" quOth /, with . smile ol
cain superiority.
fsThen you must tell me, Herbert y
"I think, my dear, that your curl
Osity and the other emotion need
little dieipline."
/ Now why ON earth l wanted to bt
so provoking, can't tell the natural
perversity of man, most probably
for there was no other reason
wanted to tesse Esnel, 80 | withdreN
into q veil of uDpsnetrabie mystery.
i She did not ssy one word more, bui
turned quietly and lefG the room, and
as she disappeared through the en-
trance saw the ward fiutter y
little slip Of white paper from ne
dress now whether It was dropPeS
} unIntentionally or on purpose we vii
leave for the readers t. guess. In
stinctively 1 stopped to pick 1t up
and, as stopped, could not avoi'
reading the characters inscribed there
on in a clear, masculine enirogra
ply
disappointment this time. 4. 9.
I felt the crimson flush mounting
; to nv temples as I read and re-reaC
; the mysterious words, "R. C." Di,
} not [ remember that Robert Clarl
, was EthePs second cousin aud pro
: vokingiy handsome fellow at that
tHb4TfhIKE tHb4fI f@afHfRPtttsp f@fHRtt Z IhAt people used Z
they would make, before l stepped in
2 to the ring? r G, indeed And
, clenched my fist involuntarily as
crumpled the paper inside its grasp.
! "What are you looking for, Ethel p
; She stood with one hand resting
lightly on the doOr-knOb, glancing m
; easily round the room, while tner'
} was q guilty flush on her cheeks.
"I-tnEt is-bsve you seen q littl
, slip OF paper lying about
mo"
"I uttered the falsehOod with delib
, crate calm ness, even while the tell
tale billet lay in my hands. 81 shl
: was anxious about It. Sae didn't hk
, the idea that should have an insigh
into her little arrangements with X
= G. All false aud fair-all women AT
! alike.
"It must have been s0mething YER.
! important" !" l remarked, as she hnr
rIsdlv turned over the bO0ks on th
: table, still searching for ;hs missin
! treasure
/ 81 suppose have left j; up stairs.
) she said artfuiiy evAding q direct an
: sTer.
e mYou are not going, Herbert ?"
"I am going. Goodnight"
. Not until was in my own rOou
? did I open and re-exsmine the Cdiou
; little bIt Of paper. I1,3-Jf eouTs
= the whole thing was as plain ss day
q light. To-day was the tenth Of th
F: month &c was simply An appoint
C meut for the morrow At three O'CLOCK
g I ground my teeth as the truth hAshe
: across my brain. mo disappoin
i ment this time" | would have like
y 10 challenge RlbsTt Clark
% mortal combat on the insfah
z were IL not that dusls were eutirel
5 ont of fashion. What business hs
J. he To lay down law to my Ethel
.s But there was no consolation
D. Willie Newton was my old friend
Ia he would not see me wronged, II /
D could help IL, and | promptly resOlvs
d to appeal to Willie for aid aud lustie
q Glanced At my watch pine o'elOcs
)" too late to seek out Mr.. Newton, Wh
Is probably was at ais country ss
e long before this. So lignted q
d. gas, and sat down to chew the cud
re my own bitter meditations. III