Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-02-02

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and building castles of future happiness.
From this tender reverie she was aroused by
q servant, who handed her square folded let
Ter, awkwardly addressed, and fastened with a
wafer.
Wondering who her unknown correspond
same straggling Inland inside met her eyes.
Only few lines were written:
"If you would have proof of the falsehoOd
of one you believe true, go at eight o'clock this
evening to the second floor OF No. % Ralph,
street, and you will find Mr.. Frederick Hol-
"Anonymous!" the proud girl said, her
lips curling and her eyes flashing. ut is a
falsehood!"
She threw the note upon the Goals as
she spoke, and watched the flames curl and
blacken the paper till 1t flashed out OF
sight up the chimney.
Then with all the color stricken from her
face, she took up her embroidery.
Had Harvey watched her then, he would
have thought that that poisoned arrow had
missed its aim.
But 1t was not So The work was thrown
fingers, novel was opened, room was put
in order; but while the calm face betrayed no
secret suffering, the girl was tortured all day
BY the words Of the anonymous note:
''Frederick Holman and his wife"
Could it be? Had the frank, brown eyes
only false heart? Was she, indeed, so far de-
ceived?
Long before eight O'Clock Maude Chesterton
had resolved to prove Or falsify the words that
seemed burned upon her brain.
Surely OF all the world she had the best
right to test the truth of such mOnstrous
charge against her betrothed lover.
| And while she was striving to hide from
any eyes the torture she endured, James
Rutherford was storminS up and down his
| library, holding the second of Harvey Froth-
| ingham's communications in his hand
In the same awkward handwriting, the
! same hour and place to verify the writer's
words.
| But the peppery old bachelor made no Sc
cret Of his wrath. TO have listened to him,
one would have supposed that making mince-
/ meat of his disobedient nephew was the least
suggested by furious rage; he used up all
| the abusive adjectives in the dictionary to de-
scribe Mr.. Frederick Holman.
He exhausted every threat that he could
devise; long before eight o'clock he had
| wrought himself up to a rage that was fright
| full to witness.
It was with chuckle of satisfaction that
| Harvey Rockingham, secretly hidden in a
| narrow courtWay watched tall, stately fig
ure leave carriage at the head of Ralph
street, and walk to the door Of No. %.
In the quiet of the street he heard clear
! voice ask The servant who opened the door:
"Does Mrs. Holman live here"
eyes, ma'am; second floor"
as her husband at hOme?'
"Oh, yes, ma'am; you'll find them both
there
Then Maude Chesterton entered the house,
just as short, painting man dashed up the
steps, and not waiting to make inquiry also
entered.
In the passage, Maude Chesterton, turning
as rapid steps followed her, faced James
Rutherford.
"You here!" he said. "You have heard too,
then, of the trick this ungrateful hound has
played upon us 20
II have heard" she answered, in cold
voice, ''that your nephew's wife lives in this
house. wish to ascertain if it is true"
"We will soon see! we will soon see! Sec
ond floor. Here we are. Now, then!"
And the old gentleman's raps proved the
excitement under which he was laboring:
| A very pale, sweet woman opened the door,
| her eyes showing that she had been weeping
| very recently.
docs Mrs. Holman live here?' the old
gentleman asked.
THAT is my name, SIR"
"Can [ see your husband?'
The soft eyes, full Of deep trouble, were lift
''Is it on business, STRIP
"Very important business" was the rather
dry response.
Because the doctor said to-day he must
not have any mental excitement. H is
very much worse to-day; IL am afraid he is
dying!'
And sobs broke out again.
"Dying!"
Maude Chesterton reeled into the room,
and sank ozzily upon chair.
James Rutherford, with a face white as
death, said: dying! An accident:''
No, sir; it is fever from overwork."
"Fever-over- work."
"Josie-Josiep'
If ever Fred Holman spoke, he spoke then
from an inner room, and the little wife, seem
ing to forget her strange visitors, answered,
quickly:
"pm coming, Fred"
She went at once to the room from which
the voice came, and again the two, listening
intently, heard Fred's husky voice.
Bring the last cordial, Josie. Ten drops!
I am sure he knew me; but he is faint"
moment later the same CHEEKY voice
spoke again. "Drink this, old fellow. So!
See here is Josie! Don't you know JOSEF"
Then another voice-oh so very faint
said:
"Josie-little wifep'
A moment of utter silence followed, and
then Josie said:
There is gentleman and lady in the other
room, Fred, who want to see Frank. Will
you see them?'
And Fred, appearing in compliance with
this request, found lis uncle vigorously fan.
ming Maude Chesterton with newspaper to
bring her out of fainting fit.
Before he could frame question, his uncle
said, quickly:
Get some water!" And he obeyed.
Then, Maude's blue eyes opening with be.
wildered stare, the old gentleman continued:
we were sent here to see your domestic
felicity, and we seem to be mislnformed."
"My domestic felicity!" cried Fred
anonymous note. And Fred complied.
"Humph! yes" he said. $50 YOU came to
see Mrs. Frederick Holman. Well that lady
has made me happy MAUI" and his eyes
flashed merrily upon Maude. "But viii in
troduce you to my cousins wife Mrs Frank
Holman: Maude," he continued, with gentle
gravity, since you have come here, it will be
for"-and his voice sank very low-ewe are
afraid the poor little woman will be widow
before the morning."
What is the trouble?'
."Over:work. He thought he could increase
hls small salaries by toiling over fine engrav-
lngs in the evening, and he broke down, I
never knew OF his marriage until last week,
when he wrote me painful note, begging
me to care for his wife if he died. I came
here at once, and was fortunate enough to win
poor little Josie's sisterly confidence and at
lection. Maude, if the great trouble we fear
comes"
Twill be her true sister, Fred' interrupt
ed Maude.
Here was deep silence of several min
utes, then Josie, very pae still, crept softly in
to the room.
He is asleep" she whispered. "The doc
tor said II he slept he would liven
And when she broke into historical weep
ing, Maude held her close in loving arms,
whispering that she must let her stay and
comfort her, for Fred's sake.
:, Nearly eleven o'clock came, and still
4 Harvey rockingham waited, half frozen, in