Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1879-02-13

malpractice Apon his family .esIfitshad
stopped right there, perhaps it would
baye~ answered; but it, didn't. LII spreads
like a. circle. in>tf water filfain the end,
Mrs. Jones heard of it. and heard OF
course, that the author of the story was
the minister's own self. =
The next thing to be done was for Mr..
Jones and his family TO leave NJ. GapeTs
church and go somewhere slse:s Tie
clergyman was a; good deal troubled
about it, and his wife went over to see if
she could: discover the cause, Mrs. Jones
received her with a good deal of GOODNESS
and seemed hardly civil Unable to en-
dure it any longer, Mrs. Capers asked
the aggtg,rieved lady,. frankly, what the
trouble was. Mrs. Jones, as frankly,
told her; that was well, for now the lat
ter knew exactly what. the matter was
and what it was necessary Is do. 9
Going home and imparting the intelli
quite as much establishment as she. He
sat and thought it over little while, in
ORDER the better to collect himself before
taking single step, and then started on
direct for MIR. Jones himself. He told
Mr.. Jones what he had heard. and dcclar-
ed the whole Of it an untruth from be.
ginning to end. Mr.. Jones went on with
all the minutest particulars connected
with the affair, and making the most of
the case in his power against the minis
ter. Still the latter positively denied
his guilt, and declared his determination
to ferret out the author Of 50 base SLAM
n - - rr.;fhi,, MAJ Isfr,
And he hurried back home and set about
it,
For some weeks it was mystery still;
he could not get no clue to anything.
1t perplexed him beyond conception.
Finally his wife came running down
stairs one DAY, her face flushed and excit-
ed, and said to him in unsteady breath:
"Mr. Capers, have you noticed that
knot hole in your study foor2"
"Why, no." said he. "Where is it and
what of it?' = =.
"Just come up stairs and see'
And up they went together. She
pointed to the tell-tale spot land remarked
in whisper:
II just caught Mrs. Jenkins with her
ear to that very ht'le."5 -. -. .....
That was the first step toward the un-
ravelment of the mystery. In few days
more the whole of it began to come out.
He had sent his wife round to make q
few innocent inquiries; and she had
brought back just such intellig ence as he
expected and required; and, putting this
thing and that together, and recalling
certain ideas that up to that time had
passed out of his mind altogether, he
thought the matter was explained at last.
So he went over to Mr.. Jones' once
more.
"Come," said he, "if you will consent
to 90 home with me for short time, |
think l can explsin some things that
have hitherto stood in the way Of our
friendship.' Mr. Jones did not happen to
love malice we'll enough to refuse and
accordingly took walk with the minister
over to his residence. The latter at once
took him up into his study and shut the
door.
sin the first place. said he, II suppose
you know that Mrs. Jenkins lives in the
LIZ
"Yes.'
"Well, and you observe that knot: hole9'
ooh, certainly"
"Aud this Is my study"
EYES,"
"And where my wife often takes the
liberty to come and sit with me-
Mr.. Jones said ne understood that.
"Now, then," continued the clergyman,
II am in the habit of frequently reading
aloud to her. And, once upon q time, I
happened to be reading from this very
book (picking up volume of fiction
from the table,) and here is something
out OF that very same book that I am
going so read to you," and be went IN
to read to Mr.. Jones several paragraphs,
in which occurred the following;
'Mr. Jones got to abusing his family
at last. He declared his wife should not
60 out visiting, and threatened to shut
her up if she dared d1sobey him. AS for
going to these evening meetings he de-
clared be meant to put stop:.o it, he
had had enough Of it. It did not do her
any sort of good, and made a great deal
of trouble and expense for him. He
should put an end to it at any and every
hazard!' Mr.. Jones burst out Laughing.
us that all?' said he, his face as red as
the setting sun.
'That and the knot-hole," said Mr..
Capers, smiling good naturally.
Mr.. Jones offered him his hand. From
that moment they were friends again. He
went back to church the next Sabbath as
he should have done. But Mrs. jenkins
has never heard the last of it.