Connecticut western news., 1878-05-30
VOL VII.

| Edward King lived ?''
 "Whose hair is that ?" cried my wife, frantically. a .s': it.@. ......sf I
 "I am coming to that" repeated, sternly, eff you will permit me to do so. But if you interrupt me again, will not say another word. Ruin yourself and me if you wish because you are too light to listen to anything except your own folly" -sal .-~. ''i
 "Speak, Charles," she said; "speak in heavens name and give me the rest of happiness or despair" a
 ;" Edward King" began again, "was, as you know, when he married, engaged in business. He was young, popular, and successful; but his wife made his life impossible. She would in his ab- sence surprise his office, read his private letters, and ballyrack all the women she l saw there till widows were almost afraid to go to the Home Security Life to get their policies. .......... .#.,og Up town it was the same thing if Edward ventured to the theatre. to a party, to call on his cousin, his wife's tongue paved his path, with adders. What could the poor fellow do? For tunately he was we'll educated and ver- satile. Despair took pity on him and opened keyhole for his escape he be-, came writer; he left the world to live in books. .-.-..... ,t..,.f For while he lived in peace but what will not woman's jealousy accom- plish |? His wife suddenly imbibed 8 love for letters. IT, For what object? 1? Ed ward discovered too soon. One day opening choice novel he found half its leaves gone another and another, the same thing. The truth flashed across him. His wife had read through his library. and, wherever she had found a woman's name, had torn the page from the book. A week ago Edward, unable longer to endure this tyranny, fed and-'' l...+t...t.,a.8o oa I3E ,upIa1 "Did he kill himself ?" asked my wife, drying her tears. ,taf. a..i 2 iii=9m ralgI
 He would doubtless have done so, but, unlike the rest of our family, he was brought up very strictly in the Roman Catholic faith. He left letter in which he stated that he was writing book, and should hide himself for a month. His wife, was in despair she searched everywhere for him; detectives penetrated places where mouse could not enter but all her attempts were vain. This morning received a letter: Charles, be secret. Call at Bowery.' I knew Edwards handwriting. I was delighted to learn-". 't#"
 You never told me-" and my wife's mouth pursed itself into pouting rose- bud. -. E ..'lc
 "I knew, dear, and could not have blamed you, that your kind heart could not have kept such & secret from his anxious wife," fe"a t9. Ii '.'' ''i<I''''
 You think, sir, because I tell you everything that I can't keep secret. I shall never tell you one thing again" knew I was in the wrong, So wisely refrained from further argument, and continued my narrative.
 '" at once came up to town, gained your leave of absence in writing, and hastened to the Bowery. What was my surprise on reaching the number to find the er--outside of the building-er- covered with huge pictures of--eh--the mammoth anaconda, the fat woman, the --er-musquito evolutionist. I could hardly believe my eyes. Was it mis- take or hoax? Edward was gentle man. and never played practical jokes. I bought ticket and passed into the room. There in one corner sat the fat woman, serene, but uncompromising i; near her lay coiled huge anaconda, un- caged--"
 Undaged p cried my wife, drawing nearer to me. "Charles, how could you go into such danger?" L
 There was little else to note there, 7" I continued with brave smile, ''except the mosquito man, who was exhibiting his trained pets to an admiring crowd. l took seat and glanced from the snake to the woman, from the woman to the eyoluhonist I studied each one of the spectators faces. Where was Edward it was growing late my absence from } home was becoming more and more
 painful. At length I rose the last spectator had gone away the evolution. ist had placed his mosquitoes in box
 and was lulling them asleep. Edward | Hate the fellow I cried" .I. D.li .Y.. -,3 B "What did you say, Charles ?" said my wife, aghast. ...ln sl .. .:.. ~. 9 '' For the first time in my life, darling l I sad sConfound the fellow What
 fools errand. With that rose to leav,
 the place when suddenly the fat woman 1 stood up and stretching out her hanc B beckoned to me to follow her." ,.,
 -" You didn't do it p cried my wife her jealousy returning with double vic l. lence. .i. '-
 "It flashed into my mind that sh g might tell me something of Edward, t e comfort his poor wife, I answered. IS t I followed her into the back room, tn
 door of which, after I had entered, sh 1T secured with bolt. :"
 "Locked the door," shrilled my wife 's turning pale with anger
 n "'What do you wish with me? ? asl er ed the woman, myself little astonishe a at her procedure. She gave no answe I'd but placing her right hand behind th le back of her head, and grasping her nee