Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1879-04-30
VOL. 74.-37S5. NO. 20.



madam. We are entering the tunnel"
The tunnel Oh, dear, the tunnel -
But Rich didn't "take at all. He only
settled costly back and slouched his seal
skin cap on his forehead, leaving his com
| panion to fight the imaginary terrors of the
tunnel as best she might.
The train had come to its final stand-still
at the depot, and Just as Wintrinham arose
to leave the care he felt timid touch of
| fingers on his sleeve.
"Please pardon me, but-but there is
ferry.boat to cross in, isn't there And if
you would be so kind as to tell me which
way 1t is to the st. Julian Hotel"
Rich buttoned up his coat deliberately
while she spoke.
The ST. Julian / am going there my
self, madam. If you are unaccompanied I
| will see you there This way, please"
AT last Jessie's cheeks were as hot as
fire now, and her eyes bright as stars as she
walked through the long depot and ferry
house, beside her husband In the ladies'
cabin Rich gave her a seat, then left her to
join group of gentlemen who were con-
versing near the door, and at the New York
dock he escorted her to st. Julian trans
fer coach much as If she had been child in
bis charge whom he was bound TO do his
duty by and yet considered somewhat of
nuisance. As it happened, the coach had
other passengers, so that the hot color had
time TO die out from Jessie's face, although
she mentally regarded him as darling, pro-
voking fellow"
IL
"lf you please, sir, an answer is wanted"
One OF the walters of the st. Julian
handed tiny note to Mr.. Wintrinham Just
after that gentleman had inspected the ar
raugements of his room and had settled
| down for halfhours examination of sun.
dry papers in his memorandum book.
An answer-a letter for-oh, yes, from
Ned Hathaway about the shares -
His eyes opened widely as he carelessly
tore it open to find, not a business communi-
cation from Ned Hathaway, but dainty
little note in graceful, flowing back hand:
"SEALsKIN CAP-.Sir: You made me desire to
see you again. Is there not time to attend the
theatreT LADY ADMIRER."
Rich drew long breath of surprise
so that's the little game, is it ?"
Then he rapidly wrote an answer and dis
| patched it by the man, who grinned know
| ingly as he received quarter from Jessie's
trembling fingers.
"Now, then, I've caught him this time.
Suppose he consents -
The ebbing color on her cheeks, the quiv-
ering OF her pretty mouth, was ample evil
| dence OF the state of her feelings, and she
| opened the sealed envelope as one does tel
| egram, trying to assure ones self that moth
ing is amiss, and yet feeling it necessary to
be prepared for the worst.
"Permit the seaskin Cap to offer word Of
| counsel to the Lady Admrer, that in the future
she learn to distinguish between a gentleman
and scamp, and when she returns home, which
she had better do at once, she confess her i'm
| prudence to her mother"
Jessie gave little cry of delight.
erich, my own true Rich
The dinner-table was in readiness. De-
liciously suggestive odors of turtle soup and
| eggplant came from the regions where Jessie
Wintrinham's cook reigned supreme, and in
the lace and damask draped bay window
Mrs. Wintrinham waited for her husbands
coming home with her sweet face all sunny
welcome, that made him feel what a bonny
| darling she was as he kissed her before he
| removed his sealskin cap.
"And how have you got along, Jessie
Were you lonely last night ?"
She blushed little as she helped him off
| with his overcoat
"No, not at ALL Indeed, I've had an un-
usually fine time"
"That's good. Had any company 2"
| eyes, Flo and her lover were here to lunch
this noon. Rich, think Mr.. Addison is
just perfectly splendid"
He frowned in pretended horror.
You think Flo's beau perfectly splendid.
Very well, Mrs. Wintrinham, if you wish me
10 be jealous"
If that makes you jealous what will you
say when tell you have had letter from
a gentleman since you have been gone--a
handsomer man than even Mr.. Addison ?"
Jessie watched him closely, her eyes be-
ginning to dim with not far-distant tears.
You did | dare say can see it ?"
He was smiling very little, as distrust
full husband would do.
Jessie slipped half-sheet of paper from
her pocket and gave it to him, her lips trem-
bling, yet half-smiling He opened it care
lessly, then looked at her in amazement.
Why-what on earth Jessie-why
wrote this letter l'
"Yes, | know you did--oh, Rich -
She was almost crying now, and her hus-
band was looking SO gravely at her. She
pointed to navy-blue waterproof and dark
brown veil lying across chair.
at was |, Rich knew it was awfully
wicked, but-but | wanted to know if it
was true, you know, and"
Mr. Wintrinham knit his brows frown-
ingly.
/" am not sure l understand yet, Jessie.
Did you send me that letter last night and
were you my lady admirer ON the train
and at the st. Julian ?"
She laid her hands on his shoulders and
looked in his eyes penitently.
"Don't scold, Rich. 1t was /, and my
little escapade has made me very happy, for
all / knew it was cruel to do such thing.
You may punish me in any way you please,
Rich"
She said it meekly, but with such love and
pride in her eyes that he would have been
less than Rich Wintrinham to have GEN.
sured her. So he drew her head down to
his breast and kissed her, while she prom
ised never to be so foolish again.
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