Daily Republican., 1883-11-20
THE WIPES STORY.
BY ALFRED YOUNGE.

l do not propose to give names. M
story is true one, and for that reaso
have no wish to treat the principa
characters in 1t to unenviable notorie.y
| Perhaps you ask why l undertak
the confession at all since 1t is at IN
Expense
I reply that intend my story az
warning to young women who propos
entering the married state, or are al
ready numbered among the wives of tn
land. Well, without further preamble
here Is my story
fell in love with the man who's
name was destined to bear. for hi
good looks.
A handsomer mau never laid eye
on.
| Besides, he was wealthy by inheri
tance, and bore an unblemished name
consequently he was considered &
grand catch for me.
At the period of our marriage I wal
so desperately in love that never once
paused to wonder why he had selected
me, when the world was all before him
caps without number set at him, while
the best families would have welcomed
him to their ranks as a son-in-law.
Later, however, when the green mon.
ster, jealousy, had crept into my bosom
and nestled there, then l sought my
mirror and found myself plain in com
parison with other women of our set,
and although l was we'll educated and
even accomplished, l dwelt upon my
inferior charms until wrought myself
into most unhappy frame Of mind.
All this wretchedness careful ly
concealed from my husband, and we
might have both of us gone to our
graves without his once guessing my
bitter secret, had not the white lily
sprung upin our path.
You will ask who the white lily was.
She was q young widow who, in an
evil day, rented the cottage adjoining
our charming home.
She was, without exception, the mos,
beautiful woman ever looked upon.
She came with letter ofintroduction
to my husband. This letter he destroy
ed before got a glimpse at 1t, and that
suspicious fact, coupled with his subse-
quent attention to our fascinating
neighbor, sowed the seeds of my mis-.
cry.
My husband gave the fair widow the
PRETTY sobriquet of the white lily, and
from the first he urged me to be friendly
to her when we met, but not to seek her
He need not have given me any such
warning, for l hated her from the word
ego"
The white lily called upon no one,
not even upon me, and received no
visits except those of my husband.
And he called upon her after dark,
on his way home in the evening.
Do you suppose the darkness veiled
his going and coming from my eyes?
Never!
wasaware every time he went to
the cottage, although he never mention.
ed it to me upon his return.
! was fairly driven wild, beside my
self the autumn and early winter drag
ged themselves along, and every weary
hour seemed to feed the fire that was
my soul.
Affairs had about reached climax
when one stormy day a letter for my
husband, addressed in a strange hand, |
l woman's hand, came with the usual |
nail.
My husband came home earlier
hat afternoon, and l watched him like
lynx as he read the suspected letter.
He seemed troubled by the purport of
he missive, and asked him what had
happened
Nothing" he answered me, =" it is a
business letter"
Business, indeed-with a woman.
Without taking off his great coat, he
Informed me that he had to return to
lis office, and forthwith he started.
This time he did not go alone. | went
With him that is, followed him like a
hadow. He did exactly what sus.
ected he would do. He went directlyI
D tie cottage of the white lily.
So the letter was from her.
He was at once admitted, and the
oor was closed in my face where | l.
Owerfd in the leahess, rain-drenched
But did not intend to remain there
ct |.
Come what might, was determined
pom forcing an entrance to the cottage
nd proclaiming my outrage before the
uilty pair.
] stepped out of my ambush and was
bout to ascend the steps when the fig |,
re OF man suddenly confronted me. b,
" Who are you?" he demanded.
" No matter who | am" | replied, !,
etiantly.
" DO you know the man who has lust =,
ntered this house," he asked ,,
do"
Who is he?"
"My husband
" His name"
" Go in and find out for yourself"
He waited for no second invitation.
Springing up the steps he flung the !,
DOT wide.
A stream OF larnp-light fell upon us q
In the hallway stood my husband :,
1d the white lily. N
At sight Of my companion the white
" uttered piercing cry and flung ;,
erself upon the mans neck. =
Then to cap the climax the stranger :,
,tended his hand and grasped that of =
y husband exclaiming !,
" God bless you, my friend, you have
we'd me %
had not been seen and 80 | ran
,me in thoroughly mystifed state
mind. h
A few minutes later my husband c
me in. n
His face was radiant 81
" Come with me, dear" he said, TAX v
& my hand. " have something to a
II you"
He led me into our cozy parlor and d
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