The Newtown bee., 1880-03-03
LED BY JEALOUSY.

THE EFFECT OF AN ADVERTISEMENT.
 It was grand and gorgeous on the first morning of spring. It was not the tap ping of the woodpecker in the hollow beech, nor yet the nutchat humming at his breakfast, that soft rap-a-tap-tap one heard. It was only MT. Ernest Black, knocking out his pipe against the garden seat.
 Happy mani to have such charming nook wherein to smoke the early pipe. His comfortable mansion of Snrublands, a cosy modern building, warm and roomy, with glass houses clustered about it, and its convenient offices at the rear, lies on the slope above. Ir front of him stretches pleasant lawn, and he looks over on a sweet river val ley, bounded by purple hills, reaches of water showing in silver streaks here and there. A warm pleasant little din- gle encompasses the grounds, sheltering the house from the north and east, and sloping down toward the south, and here the first breath of new born spring is felt, and the first green leaf of the year is seen on the slender. white birch, whose brown catkins are dying for love of the earliest blossoms of the season.
 Ernest thought that it was very good to be here, as he smoked his pipe on his garden seat. But everything comes to an end, and by the time he had finished his pipe and knocked out the ashes a cloud had come ever the sun, the air was chilled and the beauty of the morn tar nished. 1t was time, he found, to start for his train. He went into the house to say good-by to his wife, for he heard the carriage wheels grinding on the gravel as it came round from the stables t0 the door.
 He seemed to be happy fellow, too, iFn Fnn hi bis wife, who was a fair, pleasant full of spirit. "I didn't know you were going away she said, a slight shade of YeXatlon coming over her face. "Didn't tell you?" said Ernest; ." l intended to. I shall be home to dinner; I'm only going to town to see the olo "Ahi if you had told me in time l would have gone with you" To say the truth Ernest did not much care for company when he was going to "P1ty. ehP" he said, carelessly, put ting his hand under her chin and giving her kiss. "Well, another day, per- haps, Tottie'-her name was Theresa; but her pet name was Iottle- ana then, perhaps, can go shopping with you. Why didn't you think of It be- foreP"
 "You should have told me you were going" there's no help for it. l have only just time to catch the train. Goodbye"
 And away he went.
 Theresa sat down once more to her book of household expenses, but the totals ran into each other, and the same row of figures wouldn't come to the same amount twice running. It wasn't like Ernest, she thought, not to ask hel to 20 with him. He had never gone ot anywhere before without asking her tc accompany him if it were practicable His manner, too, was so cold. Wha' could be the reason of it?"
 She took up the newspaper to dlstrac her mind She rarely looked at th' daily paper, but this morning she fel uneasy, and could not settle to any thing. Suddenly she sprang to her fee with cry of distress.
 She had taken up the outside sheet o the paper, and thereon she had read al advertisement:
 Constance to Ernest. To-day q Victoria I2 noon."
 That was the reason. then, that Ernes had gone off to town so suddenly. Yes she knew it; she had been wronged an deceived; could it be possible that sue treachery, such betrayal of all the tie of friendship and affections could permitted to existp
 Theresa was, perhaps, of somowhs jealous disposition. Certainly Ernes had given her no cause hitherto, so Ia as she knew, but she had always imas ined it possible that at some time ( other he would, and now it seemed her as though her torebodings had bee justified. E
 Constance Brown had been her carr est friend, her school-fellow, her or dear companion, for whom her affe' tion could never be dimmed. And th friendship had continued unabated fC whole two years after her marriage Ernest, during which it had been h chief delight to entertain Constance her new home. Now Ernest wasn't the beginning, at any rate, at all for of Constance, and used to think h visits rather bore. Anything W better, however, than having his wi in the dolefuls, and on such occasio he would suggest:
 "Ask Constance to come and spend few days"
 As time went on, however, little d agreements interposed between the tv friends. Constance was fonder of ms culine than of feminine society. s professed great interest in Ernest's pU suits, which were rather of miscs laneous character. Altogether s grew in grace and favor with the hu band, and declined in equal measure the wife's esteem. She was too kee witted herself not to perceive this, b the ineradicable love of coquetry a1 mischief that turks in every ferna bosom forbade her to change her tactic The end of it was desperate euarr