The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1881-06-01

yoking. When he felt ont of sorts
as he did that day, nice supper
and his wife's company were the
bes. antidotcs he knew OF, ana he
hoped to have them effect a cure IN
this instance. as they had often done
before.
But Mrs. Jones was out, the girl
said. She had been busy in her
room all the afternoon; she didn't
know what she was doing. About
an hour ago she had put ON her bon
net and gone out, and had charged
her TO tell her husband, when be
came home, that she should not be
homeuntil latein the evening. Gone
out on particular business, sac SAID,
added Bridget.
''0n particular business, growl-
ed Jones. I'D like to know what
particular business she has. lshould
say it is wife's business TO stay at
home. She knew, Of course, that |
was coming home completely tired
ont. but that does not interfere with
her pleasure in the least. She can
enjoy herself the same-probably all
the more-because | am out OF the
way, wish | knew where she'd
gone. =,
He went up 20 her room to see II
she had worn some of her best
clothes.
Because, if she has" responded
Mr.. Jones, "she's gone OF 10 have
a good time. with some one she cares
more for than che does for me."
Mr.. Jones brow was black as any
thunder-cloud at the thought. He
was in precisely the right fame OF
mind tomake mountains out ofmole
hills.
But she hadn't worn any OF her
new dresses.
1T can't be she's going to party,
them concluded Mr. Jones, "or
she'd have rugged up more. ltmust
be she's going somewhere else, and
wants TO keep dark. 1t begins to
look mysterious. 4 woman don't
generally 20 off in this way, with
out tsayingsomethingto herhusband,
and wear her old clothes, without
its meaning I've observed, said Mr.
Jones solemnlv to the Mr.. Jones IN
the glass. I'D like TO know what 1t
all does mean"
1t was Just at this juncture that
Jones discovered a letter on Mrs.
Jones' writing desk. 1t was fresh
ly written page, beginning:
Dear Edward
Jones hair raised on end when
his eagle eyes caught sight OF that
name. What awful thing had he
discovered? Could il be that his
wife was in the habit of writing let
tiers to other gentlemen? Perhaps
she has gone out to meet one now.
He read the letter through with
out stopping to take breath from be-
ginning to end.
1t read rs follows:
Dear Edward:
Il have read your touching APP
peal over and over, until every
word of il is stamped upon my heart.
1t has caused me to fight terrible
battle with myself. ! love you, and
there is no use for me to deny it.
] cannot deceive myself nor you,
by so doing. But my duty is to
stay with my husband. ! loathe
him, despise him; he is tyrant,
but he is my husband, and as such
/ suppose he has a claim upon me,
in the ewes of the world, that you
have lot. Bat my darling, | love
YOU, and have come to the conclus-
ion to cast my lot with yours. |
will do as YOU wish me to. ! will
meet you at the oak tree at 10o'clock.
1 hope | shall"
And here at the bottom OF the
page, the letter broke off very alb
ruptly.
Great Jehosophatl" That was
the awful word that broke from Jones
lips. when he had finished reading.
1t was the nearest to swearing of
any word he indulged in. If ever
he felt satisfied in using it he did
now. His face was sight to behold.
1t was full of anger and surprise,
and complete bewilderment.
"She loves him, does she?" he
calculated, "And I'm tyrant, am
/? The wretched creature She
despises me, does she? I'll show
her thing or two. Let me see
10 o'clock at the oak tree; III be
there. and I'll learn your Dear Ed
ward" something he won't forget.
Iii go out and get couple of Off
GERS, and we'll wait for you. Great
Jehosophatl and she's actually de-
ceived me all the time, and let some
other man talk love to her and coax
her to elope with him / can't be-
lieve it, and yet here it is in her
own handwriting. Dear mel j
wonder if i can bear up under the
awful blow? What will folks say ?
/ shall be ashamed to meet any
body. It's awful-awfull" and Mr.
Jones took out his handkerchief
looking the complete picture of
grief.
"I'll be there, my lady" said Mr..
Jones. putting on his overcoat pre-
paratory to setting out in search of
the officers. III be there, and I'll
give your Dear Edward something
he didn't bargain for.
About 8 o'clock Mr.. Jones and
couple of officers came stealthily UP
the road and secreted themselves
behind some bushes near the place
where the two roads crossed each
other.
@Now YOU mind what ! say" said
Mr.. Jones. "Ill 90 for him, and
voa keep out of the way till I'm
done with him. I'll make him wish
he'd never thought of such a thing
as making love to other mems wives,
I'll trounce him within an inch of
his life, the contemplate puppy !"
and Jones struck out right and left
at visionary rival in a way that
made the officers litter.
They waited and kept waiting.
The 10 o'clock train came in whist
ling shrilly. And still no sign of
either man or woman for whom