The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1883-05-10

from Nine. Dougan, Milliner to Mr. Wilson,
Mr.. wilson, 1917 wall st., New York, t 0 Nine.
DOugan, DR..
Delivered to Miss D.. at her home Reed
payment NINE. DOUGAN, per G.
From Mrs. Wilson, New York, to Her Moth
err BOston.l
1902 FIFTH AVENUE, Nov. 4, 1882
oh, mother, | am perfectly wretchcd!
Robert is Il villain! We were 50 happy,
and now the canker-worm of-yOu
know what the poet says the canker-
worm does to the peaceful household.
We were so happy; Robert gave me
everything ] asked for, and was the
most indulgcnt of husbands-and now |
am torsaken wife, l feel, dear moth
cr, Just as Modjeska looks in the play
when she sinks down with stony stare
and her dress Grapes around her so
beautifully. My dress won't drape at
all, though i have sunk down lots of
times. l must tell you all about it.
You see Robert has been in the habit
lately of staying down town on business
until quite late; he said that important
contracts were being decided and he
would make lots and lots of money. and
could sign his check next year for
hundred thousand dollars if everything
went well; though [ can't see why he
should wait until next year to do that
for he has a number of check-boOks in
the house which look the easiest thing
in the world TO fill out; he showed me
how once. I'm sure I could sign one
for as many figures as the line would
hold, but he never let's me; he says
l don't understand business, but
I'm sure / understand an easy thing
like that. / didn't think ANYTHING OF
Ia.
facts, ] can see that he does not love me
enough to let me keep a pretty check
book of.Iny own. But as | was saying.
l did not think anything of his staying
away late, until yesterday, when he left
his Office coat ut home for me to send
to the tailOr's to be made over or some
thing-haye a new breadth put i'm the
back, l think And speaking of
brcadths, mother, you ought to see my
new Paris dress with the gold embroid-
cry down the skirt. with crer so many
tiounces of lace and the most I0Uelg but
tons. Well. rs was looking at it Il
mean his coat a bill dropped out of an
inside pOcket-an inside pockct-iust
think of it, | don t know how it came
TO fall ont, for I am sure | would not do
such thing as to rummage into NV
husband 5 pockets. Lots of other thinos
fell out, too, from all the other pockets,
but they were only money and things
| took the bill up, and the stranCest
thing is that it persisted in flying right
open before my eyes without my ever
touching it. And 10hat do YOU think it
was? Oh, mOtheri that /. your daughter.
nurtured in the exclusive east wind of
dear old Boston should be so disgraced.
1t was this bill from Mime. Dougan. the
milliner which inclose, my husbands
name as plain as can be; and only to
think of it, a bonnet to Miss b. at her
house. Oh, the shame Of it, If il had
been a diamond pin now, or horse
and carriage, it would not have been so
bad-but u bonnet! Oh, the brazen
huzzy! Miss b., indeed I should like
to scratch her eyes out! I know she is
some insignificant doll-faced. long seal
skin-ulStcr girl. And. mother, sup
pose he knew her when we were en-
gagged. Oh, / shall die, | know | shall,
We have only been married six months.
He must have known her What shall
| do? 1 have taken off all the Jewels he
has given me except my diamond car
rings; they are to pretty to give back:
he would only send them to Miss b..
suppose. Yes, will keep them inst TO
spite him, / have packed up all my
dresses that he has bought for, me. eX-
CCpt my last new one, the Paris one
YOU ought 70 see il, mother Now write
mt once and tell me what to do. Your
own LITTLE CARRIE.
p. S. It fits me beautifully, and of
course | must have something to cover
my back.