Daily Republican., 1879-06-13
BERKLEY's MASQUERADE.

bEkH N LIE = - NA"C>y
"Better 20 Dick" said Ned Hatton.
Lots O. fun. The grandest thing OF
the season. Nuthin' yet like it. The
masks and git-ups all of the latest and
funniest Parisian STYLE
Dick Berkeley took the cigar from his
mouth, blew out spiral cloud ofsmok g
And reflected a moment. They were In
Berkley's sitting room, and the door
which opened into the hall was slightly
aiar. Both men had their backs to the
door, and faces towards the blazing
crate.
81 would 60 if was sure could keep
nv wife from knowing it," said Berk-
ley. :, :.
"Why, to be sure you can replied
his friend Hatton, gray bachelor OF
thirty or more. "What is the use OF
being bound in the iron bonds of petit
coat government, tied to a woman's
apron strings, and make both slave
and fool of yourself all your life.
tell you men like us, who are kept In
courts and among legal papers and
documents, need little recreation
sometimes" :.
"My wife would raise thunder if
she knew of my going to masquer-
ade." :,
"The deuce she need never know it,
replied Hatton vehemently.
At this very moment Mrs. berktey
was passing through the hall and psus,
| cd at the door, having heard her has
bands remark.
"Let's see, when is it ~ asked Rerk.
ley.
Next Tuesday night'''
"I'll CO."
$50 will l." thought Mrs. Berkeley
as she disappeared unobsrrved from the
doorway.
SIN my carriage?" asked Hattoa'-
"Yes; expect me in troMt of the Lin
dell, for there we can drive to kruth'i
or Mrs. Purcell's for our costumes ant
Masks
Tuesday night came, and our two
friends were at the masquerade. Berk
ley was disgaised as Turk, and hi
friend in the more hideeus garb OF al
Indian.
There was one faultless form, dressed
as a page of the ol@en time, which
seemed to be the admiration OF ever.
one. Our friends We're not long il
finding this strangely disguised an
evidently fast young lady, aHd sh
made herself especially pleasing t
Berkley. The latter promenadsd an
danced with her, and they retired t
another room for refreshments. IN
eyes which cleaned out from the hole
in the mask our hero declared to be tn
most lovely he had ever beheld. Whll
chatting and drinking sparkling chan
pagne with the artful beauty, he chuck
led to himself to think what mic
trick he had played on his wife.
, "Now, my charmer," he said, Pou1
ing out a glass of champagne, 81 drin
to your health alone, and vow | love n
!. other; after which | ask, as we,are b
ourselves, that we unmask."
"Bah, Sir Turk you do not preten
l. to say you love me ~
"More than tongue can tell.'
"And that you never loved another
"Never, by the jumping Jehosaphat.
"NonsenSe, Fll venture you have
wife and half-a. dozen ehildren.'
81 swear by my beard have rot,
vow ed the Turk.
"Pshaw! we women know yoa me
= to we'll to believe what you say. Me
must have some recreation you know
= said the artful beauty.
"But know dearest adOred unknowl
began our hero, pushing his chair ju
as close to the page as he could get
and placing one arm atectionatel
around her waist, "that have foun
my 'fnity in you, that | never love
till | saw you, an than | adore onl
YOU. Now have made full confe
sion, and after requesting the pleasul
of seeing you home, please allow me
remove this mask that must cover
face of exquisite loveliness.
Berkeley had evidently drank tt
much champagne, or he would NJ
have been SO vehement in his remark
He threw one arm around the youn
lady dressed in the fascinating costum
of page, raised the mask, and behel
= the face Of his wife.
Consideration Sallie, let's {
). home," he cried and in fiftee
) minutes they were in cab going t.
n ward their residence.
!? MIR Berklev was a very quiet ma
rs for several days, and Mrs. Berkeley 81
y joyed her victory in silence. A wee
N or two after the affair, Hatton aske
= his friend what became otthe girl dres
ed as page, he was coming it over
sweetly at the masquerade.
/! "Don't mention it, Ned, for hay
sworn | will never go to another ma
= ouerade while Ilive!"
!: Ned Hatton thinks his friend Berklt
, was bitten some way.