The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1883-04-21

She reminded her husband that then
verandah was overlooked from the road.
Let me in, / beg, | entreat of you,
William. 1t will be gun-tire in a couple
of hours, and if seen here shall be the
laughing stock of the whole station. o
William dear, do let me inn
To which her husband answered
sternlv: 1--WE shall not rest under the
same roof this night and he chuckled
to himself, for he only intended to keep
her waiting few minutes.
For moment Mrs. Morton seemed
irresolute; then, having said few words
to the head-bearer, she cried aloud in a
passionate burst of sobs: Il will die
sooner than submit to such humiliation;"
and, followed by her servants, she rushed
away.
There was long wailing cry-a shrek
a heaS splash. Good Heavens! could
it be-could it be possible that his inn
petuous wife had thrown herself into the
wellp Hark to those wild cries, as the
bearers run hither and thither with loud
EXPLANATIONS and calls for help. Par
alyzed with fear, the husband could with
difficulty open the door, then, rushing
out. he would have flung himself into
the still rippling water, in mad at
tempt at rescue, had not bearer hung
upon his arm. as, in broken English, he
tried to explain that his mistress was
safe.
Then, where is she? What is all
this row about? Who has fallen int
What are you all yelling for?''
"For Mem Sahib tell: Throw big
stone down WE'LL then too much bob
berry make; run this way, that way
plenty great tamasha. Mem Sahib make
big cry. then Mem run away"
DR.. Morton knew himself outwitted,
for doubtless his wife had taken advant-
age of the door she had thus succeeded in
opening. All well, though vexed at the
trick, he was by no means sorry that the
conflict was at au end, and that they
should both pass what remained of the
night in peaceful rest. He dismissed
the bearers and returned to the house,
but to find it shut! The door was closed,
and obstinately resisted all efforts to open
it; while voice from the window
at which he had himself so lately
spoken said: 1--WE shall not sleep
under the same roof this night" The
doctor, with an uneasy laugh, first
treated the situation as silly joke, then
expostulated, then stormed; but all
without avail or even notice. He called
to the ayah to open the door; but her
answer was that she was locked in Mem s
room, and Mem had the key under her
pillow. He stamped at first with ange9
but soon with cold, for his night pyia
mas offered slight protection against the
chill morning air. AT length, seeing the
palanguin he got into it, The lovely
cloak was lying on the cushions; he
drew the hood over his head, its delicate
hues in striking contrast to his sunburnt
face and dishevelled hair, and dragging
it round his broad shoulders with all
angry tug, settled himself to sleep.
The gun had fired, the assembly
sounded. but still the doctor slept on.
Nor was he reused by the sound OF
horses hoofs, as a bevy of ladies', un.
escorted except by servants, rode up to
the door. They would be joined in thei,
ride by their husbands after parade; and
then, after final round of tile course,
assemble at the house of one or other OF
their party to chota-hazzarie and lively
discussion of absent friends.
In much surprise they waited min.
ute or so before the closed and silent
house; then, with significant glances,
one after the other slid from her saddle,
determined to solve the mystery. All,
there it is! A little corner of the cloak
worn the night before by Mrs. Morton
peeped out Of the closed doors of the
palanquin; twas evident that the pool
little thing had been obliged to seek that
shelter. "What shamer' They would
speak to her, they would comfort
her, and O, what laugh they
would have against her! They
grouped themselves round the palanquin,
bending low peer in; and one on either
side drew back the sliding doors as
gracious!-Dr. Morton, still half-asleep,
slowly opened his eyes. Most effectually
was he wakened by the startled exclama-
ton with which the visitors hastily re-
treated to their horses, which they were
just in the act of mounting as the dooI
was thrown open. and Mrs Morton ap-
peared in her riding habit. They imme-
dately rode away, to the infinite salts.
faction of the recumbent but impatient
doctor, who was in mortal fear that fresh
complications might arise through his
unexplained absence from duty bringing
messages of inquiry.
At the meeting of husband and wife
we would rather not play fly in the et4r-
ner, but take for granted that there was
the usual amount of tears, recrimination
and Mysteries, in which-for this occasion
only-a torn and crumpled fabric of pink
and silver took an active part; the sight
of it from time to time stimulating Mrs
Morton grief and eloquence, while her
husband who, smacting under the expose
of the morning, had entered on the fray
with unusual spirit, soon found himsel
vanquished, limp and utterly dismayed,
as his own inconsistent. tyrannical and
selfish conduct was contrasted-not fol
the first time-with the patient endur.
ance of his long-suffering wife.
Neither of this, nor of the reconcilia-
ton that followed in natural sequence
shall we make record; but we must Of
the pleasing fact that, at the very mex
concert, Mrs. Morton, leaning on hel
husbands arm, appeared in most excel
lent spirits, her cloak this time of amber
and gold, being admired by all behold
ers.-LOndon Society.
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