Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1878-12-03

dress that you gave her upon her birth
day. She went down towards Crosby
street, and thought nothing more of the
matter; but in about fifteen minutes
saw her return, hanging upon the arm
of a gentleman-''
"Gentlemanl';
"Well, man. She wore veil over
her face now. but that did not hide her
blue silk dress-you know there's not
another like it in the city. I was as
tonished What could do but follow
them? | did. They went up Hollis
street to Eaton street, then turned
down that, and stopped at a large
house Of very respectable appearance,
five doors from the corner. When they
went up the steps, | rushed forward
| just in time to see them disappear
| through the door, The woman raised
her veil just as they were going in, and
| saw
'tWho?n
''Your ,0Je!
"Could you swear?''
II could.''
"Give me your hand, Mr.. Tibbs.
Excuse me if / was rather rude when
you first came in. You are my only
| friend nowl' And | turned away to
hide my emotion. Mems hearts, some
say, never break, but mine seemed
broken then. 1t mattered little what
became Of me then. If / could only
have died believing her truel
"Well?'' Tibbs started from his
seat. "What will you do, Charlie?"
''Do? Nothing. If she loves an
other-if she is false to me. do you
suppose | can ever make her love me
again? Can she ever be what she was
to me? No. | only wish to remember
her as | thought her, before this un-
happy day.
''And you'll not probe the matter to
the bottom?'' Tibbs seemed very
anxious.
"No. Why should I? You have
told enough, I" replied.
Eyes, but-well, Charlie, although
l saw your wife walking the str eet
with stranger, and although I saw
her enter strange house, still there
may be some palliating circumstances.
should look into the matter. Be
cautious, though. Say nothing to
your wife, but watchl'' And Tibbs
grasped my hand, and gave me glance
Of pity, took his hat, and left the
office.
1t did not seem very singular that
my wife did not take dinner with me.
inquired for her, and learned that
she was in her room. The servant
said she had a severe headache. |
looked at the girl, trying to discover
something by her countenance. |
| thought there was half-smile upon
her lips. Was she trying to deceive
me-was she in the plot? 1t really
seemed so. Half in sorrow, half in
anger, rushed from the house. Fan
ME would certainly think it strange
that | had not come to see her, if only
for moment. had never left the
house before, morning, noon or night,
without giving Fannie a kiss. No
well, | could not meet her then.
1t was three o'clock in the afternoon
of the same day. | was seated again
in the back office. The door was
locked, and | had given orders to
Green to allow no one to disturb me.
was sitting by the table with my
face buried in my hands, when heard
a slight tap on the door. | did not
answer it. The rap was repeated
louder, and then | heard the voice of
my friend Mr.. Tibbs.
NCharlie!"
"What is it?'' / asked, rising and
opening the door. "t
Tibbs came in hurriedly.
'sTake your hat, Charlie, and follow
me. I've seen them again going to-
wards Crosby street. If we hurry we
can follow them back. n
Hardly knowing what | did, seized
my hat and followed Tibbs out of the
office, up the street, till we came to
the drug store at the corner of Hollis
street.
sLet's step in here and wait, y said
Tibbs, pulling me into the drug store
after him,
We stood looking through the glass
door at every woman who passed up
Crosby street for at least half an hour
but nothing was to be seen Of the
strange gentleman and my wife.
II think III 60 back to the office, \
/ said, at last. II could not look upon
her. My Fannie false? God help
mel''
''But you must see her, And
Tibbs put his hand on my arm. NWait
there! there she is-there they are
now-lookl''
j turned and looked in the direction
indicated. Yes, there she was. /
knew the dress. 1t was my dress-the
one I had presented to her upon her
birthday morn. / could have sworn
to the dress. And her form, just her
height, her slender figure and her
graceful carriage. A stray golden
curl peeped out from under her hat
my wife had beautiful golden hair
Alasl it was too true. My own eyes
had seen her. Fannie indeed was false
to me, for walking beside her was a
tall elegant gentleman with black hair
and heavy dirk whiskers. He was
dressed i'll a suit Of black throughout,
wore silk hat and pair OF gold
bowed spectacles, but singular enough
he wore a white neckcloth. Could it