Connecticut western news., 1878-05-30


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 Which shall I address ?''I asked at length-'the mountain or the mousse
 '' Edward blushed 8 little at this un- kind allusion to his size, into which I had been urged by an epigram.
 You see to what have been forced, he said. Fanny ought to be sstisfed now. Her jealousy has driven mo into becoming a woman.' -....'.... ..... .,,.
 examined my friends apartments as he was speaking. In the main body of the house small three-legged stool like the Delphian tripod, an eye served as an ink-bottle, and the head of the monster was stored with manuscript, which Edward told me was his new book.
 "''One meets with strange persons here,' he said, as I was admiring his study. Did you notice that man with the box? That man, they say, used to support himself by putting out the eyes of children to fit them to serve as blind beggars.' - -tr....s....:.
 Why didn't they kill him ? l, cried.
 Hush, he's at the door What can he want 9 cried Edward in alarm. He must not see me, and he gave leap and jumped into herself aga1n. .-...-t f.t.-
 "'Open the door, open. the door r cried an eager voice. ... .-.- .
 "sWait minute, whispered Edward to me. .H-is.s.-.rf ..t.. .:.t.,a . "'Open the door or I will break it down." shouted the voice. '..'a3t .1 .i .9rt'One minute. |" I cried, till seeing my friend was safe, drew back the bolt. .a" Where is it ? Mon dieu ma vie. Have you seen it?''~ 70 7i .'.feat' 3 E "'Seen what ? I asked, annoyed at the Interruption. -s.1t .a tn.a .s" My treas ure, cried the man, his eyes filling with tears. The truest, the dearest of them all, and he looked hun grily around the room. Suddenly his eyes fastened on my neck. You have stole him, he cried. Give him to me or I will take your life With that he reached out his hand and with the ut most gentleness, picked g mosquito from my neck. With, his prize secured he hurried from the room, and we soon heard him singing to his pet. .. .,a. .,, -- ='' As soon as he was gone Edward crept from his cloister. .....t '.' " T want you he said, 'to tell Fanny that you have seen me i; that I am work ing hard that as soon as my book is finished shall return ..,.,-.......f. .. T will do so,' I replied solemnly i; but hope, Edward, that you will not be absent much longer. Your wife's jealousy may be trying, but remember you took her for better or worse.'
 '' "That was my own darling husband, cried my wife, throwing her arms around my neck. as. ;. sse,.t ,s.l. ..-.. ' s.a-
 s' You should also remember, Ed ward, I continued, that her very jealous ies spur you to that reputation which you will soon acquire as the ablest writer in the country e---5. -
 But how can 8 man write in the midst of the ocean ? cried Edward.
 'There is another thing, Edward,' I continued. not noticing his question. Your wife is young and pretty women are not stone {; you should not leave her to the temptation of neglect--' D
 "You are the best husband in the world" cred my wife, smiling all over with affection.
 "Since you have been away, Edward, , I went on to say, "that old admirer oi your wife. Shuiick, has called there three | times.
 "sWhat that old wheedling poet :? cried my friend, turning very red.
 "He professes to have great sympa. thy" c
 "sI'll sympathy him cried Edward fu1ously seizing one of his huge arms
 "He was going to call this very even ing. He showed me poem which ht had written to Fanny, the Forsaken."
 "No more ? shouted Edward, in { berserker fury, stop ! my book Bring that ? and he thrust the head O the fat woman into my hands, and brandishing the huge arm, ran from tn, room, followed by me at his heels.
 "A cab stood at the door,. 'Ten dol lars if you reach Thirtieth street in tel minutes,' he cred and we jumped int, the cab. ..,...... ,.r..,.
 "The cabman whipped his horses t gallop. I clasped the head containing the precious manuscript in my arm Air air ? cried Edward, in fever letting down the window. The lon black hair of the fat woman's hea streamed over my shoulders -
 Just as I had reached this point c my story the bell rang, and, as ill-luc would have it, who should enter the doc but Edward King himself in an evenin coat. A shade passed over 8 countenanc unused to treachery.
 "I am glad to see you," I faltered. , "I saw light" said Edward, pleas : antly. 1T thought you might be goin to the Charity Ball. . 3 My wife glanced from one to the othe Q "Where is Mrs. King ?" she asked. 0 "My wife is in the country with ht e mother" he replied. e A silence of some minutes followed
 it grew oppressive. }. elf you had not deceived me, Charles
 said my wife, at length, slowly, "I coul l. have forgiven you everything. But d can never pardon falsehood." :, After our separation I used often e wonder where that hair which exerte k so potent an influence on two lives can d from,