The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1881-09-23

GUY, HpuilnR away
Theodore Thompson, what does
this meanp' demanded the small wo-
man, with hystcrical majesty, looking
very stern, but trembling very womanly.
This was the advertisement, which
she proceeded to read aloud with the
sonorous Importance of an angry swal-
low.
Theodore looked at her grimly. He
saw fun at once. The wheat market
faded into oblivion, and the spirit of
mischief filed his mind with other quo
tations.
"Read it slowly, dear" he said,
serenely.
The small woman quivered.
"Theodore, you love anotherP' she
gurgled, and wildly waved the paper.
"Anotherp" cried Thompson, with
melo-drama in tone and attitude "a
dozen of them. | dote on anothers. But
who--who has betrayed me"
He seized the paper from his agita-
ted wife, and spread it wide open be-
fore him u; then, running his hands
through his hair with a wild air, he
read out, with stern emphasis;
1T. Tiff you love me, meet me at
the same place. must see you.
l.. H."
Thompson looked under his eyelids
at his wife. She was following every
word with earnest face and grief.
stricken eyes, and grin peered round
the corner of his lips as he thought OF
how he would cure her foolish fancy
for the agony column thenceforth.
49," he said, gravclN lyon know
alp"
"AlI, Theodore ~ walled poor Mrs.
r. us this thing truePh
"That thing is trne," assented Tody,
sadly; "but throw myself on your
mercy, and beg, for the sake of the-of
the Corn Exchange that you will do
nothing rash! Think not of yourself
alone in this sad affair, but of your
country"
"My country sobbed Mrs. T., fall
ing back limp and aghast.
Eyes. am an ornament, as well as
useful member, of that great and
glorious food hIenagerie-"
"Menagerie ~ walled Mrs. T., wiring
ing her hands.
'Yes. The bulls and bears are the
source of our income. Expose me, and
you ruin me, Be patient, and all Will
be right once more"
Thompson shook with inward glee
as his rapid Imagination wove the in
cident into a good yarn for the boys at
the next supper, excluding the true
names fdy'dmdtis persona.
Mrs. Thompson listened with pale
face and a piteous look, that might
have checked her husband in his joke
but with a quiet pride that was new to
her. and seemed born OF this terrible
she hid her pain from him
and forced herself to speak calmly.
Theodore" she said, slowly, "tcll
me. if you please, all about this. "
She touched the paper lightly.
Thompson turned on his heel to stare
at her, but she was busy putting the
things together, and he could
not see her face.
"Gadr' he muttered to himself, "but
she takes it coolly. | wonder if she
cares"
A sudden pang seized him; q fierce
look drove the grin from its hiding
place, and he punched in the crown OF
lis hat vindctively.
I'lI draw it strong" he decided,
and see if she don't come down"
Aloud, and with mock humility.
at all grew out of the last LordMay-
RS Show / was appointed by the
Ward to superintend the tableaux that
we're to take part in the procession, and
t was decided to have one tableau in
to represent Ceres, the god
less of plenty. 1t was that goddess of
plenty, my dear, that made me re-
,reant to my connubial VOWS, and
bound me in the tolls of the sireu.n
Thompson paused, with dramatic
luaver. but looking curiously at the
quiet face bending over the silver
spoons.
"Well?" said the steady voice.
Thompson began twisting his hat
round and round in startled quandary.
What did it meanP She was as indif-
ferent rs if he was telling of some other
fellow, and not himself her own dear
Tody! She was losing her interest in
him she didn't care for this escapade!
Could It be possible? Theodore felt
himself growing pale. And how pretty
she looked!
swell, TheodoreP" said the small
woman, giving "a lump of sugar TO her
canary.
"Well, | got entangled, as one does
in those kind of affairs" suffered
Thompson, falling in his composition,
and wishing he had never begun it, but
urged on now to grand denounce-
ment, in the hope of breaking up the
chill indifference of his wife's manner,
and of hearing once more her loving
little laugh and Goodbye, TodyW
"Tody" was beginning TO be one of
the sweetest sounds he had ever heard.
"And it's gone on and on until the
present time"
He paused, ANONYMOUSLY. Now she
would faint. She did not She took
up the silver teapot and examined it
carefully.
"What strange fancies men have ~
she said, quietly. ut never occurs TO
a woman TO make such fool of her.
self +! Where does your goddess of
plenty-plenty Of what, Theodorep--
live, may Iaskp
Thompson sought Wow of her face;
II was pale and set, and the eyes looked
,leenlcss and heavy.