The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1877-02-22

show you TO the door
With these words she strobe grand
ly out Of the psrlor. leaving the dandy
alone with his rage.
Its lie,' cried he, pacing up and
down the room, with angry strides,
'She hasn't any husband at all, and
she isn't married either. Ah, why did
she refuse TO tell me his name2
caught her there! She doesn't know
it herself. And the same old story
too. She told il to half dozen Others
besides me, aud its always expecting
her husband home every minute, and
he never puts III an appearance By
JOve, if she's got a husband, why
he show himself?'
Behold him, dramatically exclaim-
ed voice at his elbow.
With little scream of fright Fitz-
Noodle turned around and beheld our
mysterious young friend, who had 81,
lently issued out of the pantry and
now stood before him.
The dandy was perfectly speechless
with terror and surprise. Already
his skin began to creep i'll anticipa-
ton of sound thrashing.
Sir tl,undered the unknown, you
wanted to see the lady's husband, did
you? Well here am. just arrived
from the Sandwich Islands. What do
you want of me?'
The terrified fop kept gazing alter
nately at the portrait and the man be-
fore him, and finally gasped:
'By Jove. it is he.'
oh, you had doubts in the matter,
did you? haughtily continued the un-
known. very well, if there arc any
remaining, I'll dispel them. Can you
fight me-?
'W- with my fists sir?' stammered
Fitz-Noodle.
No, with pistols at ten paces.'
sNo-no,' suffered the exquisite, hi S
countenance growing ashy pale. Il
| never fired off pistol in my life.'
| sThen clear out of here, at once, and
never again show your face within
these doors as you value your life.
Here. Bridget, Ann, Maria, Susan, or
what ever your name is,' shouted the
young man going to the door, come
here and show this fellow out
Susan answered the call, bearing in
her hands on tray, a dainty supper
in elegant china dishes for her mis-
tress, and which she was about to serve
in the sitting-room up stairs.
At sight OF the unknown she drop.
ped the tray and things on the floor
and screamed:
It's the master returned
Bridget began the young man.
Susan SIR said the maid, with q
curtcsy.
Susan, show this fellow out, and
then go and tell your mistress that her
husband wishes to see her.
The dandy was only too glad to es-
cape without the expected thrashing,
and made short work in getting out OF
the building, while Susan, having
cleared away the debris of the supper
aud service, went to summon her mis-
tress to the parlor.
Here's a fine CO. calculated the I'M
known. 'IIere l enter 3 perfectly
strange house to get rid Of my captors
and, 10 and behold! Pm declared to
be the husband Of q beautiful young
lady with fortune. And to think
that haven't a cent in my pocket, and
upon sober reflection ought really TO
have allowed myself to be lodged in
Jail to get food and lodgings at least.
But,o course, m her husband. Didn't
that dandy and the maid recognize me
at once, and didn't Miss Harleigh
point to my very picture and declare
it was her husbands? Let me see
Couldn't have married her during
one of my sprees and have forgotten
all about it the next day when 1 was
sober? No, bad and reckless as [ am,
| never yet sank so low. It's all a
puzzle to to me, and here comes the
lady. Iii tantaliZe her first and then
demand an explanation Of this strange
riddle
At this moment, Miss Iarleigh, pale
and trembling, and learning on her
maids arm for support, entered the
room.
She started violently when she saw
him, and evidently also recognized the
strange resemblance between him and
the portrait.
For some moments perfect silence
reigned between them.
| Then he gayly advanced towards
her and extending his arms as if to en-
brace her, exclaimed:
My dear, dear wife, am so glad to
see you after my long ABSENCE
She, however, shrunk anrightedly
from him, and tremulously said:
who are you, sir? do not know
you
'Whatr CALCULATED he, in a tone of
mock despair, not know your own
husband 2
You are not my husband, exclaim-
ed she, desperately. you are viii
lain, scoundrel; you must have en-.
tered the house through that open
window you have come to rob us.
Oh, SIR cried she, sinking on her
knees before him and bursting into
tears, Mr.. Burglar have pity on us; /
and my maid are alone in the house
Take all you want and go away, we
will not inform the police against
YOU
The young man was not proOl
against the sight Of pretty woman