The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1883-04-21

and, followed by her servants. she
rushed away.
There was long, wailing cry-a
shriek-a splash. Good Heavensl conld
1t oe-could 1t be possible that his im-
pe'uous wife had thrown herself into
the well? Hark to those wild cries as
the bearers run hither and thither with
loud ordinations and calls for help.
Paralyzed with fear, the husband could
WITH difficulty open the door; then.
rushing out, he would have flung him
self INTO the still ripping water, in
mad attempt to rescue, had not bearer
hung upon his arm, as, in broken Eng
hsh, he tried to explain that his mistress
was safe.
Then where is she? What is all
this row about? Who has fallen in?
What are you all yelling forP''
For Mem Sahib tell, Throw big
stone down well;' then too much bob.
9ery make run this way, that way
plenty great tamasha. Mem Sahib make
big cry, then Mem run away"
Dr. Morton knew himself outwitted,
Tor doubtless his wife had taken advan
tage OF the door she had thus succeeded
IN opening. All, well, though vexed at
the trek, he was by no means sorry that
the conflict was at an end. and that thew
should both pass what remained of the
night Ill peaceful rest. He dismissed
the bearers, and retained to the house,
but to lind 1t shut the door was closed.
and obstlnately resisted all efforts to
open 1t; while voice from the window
from which he had himself so lately
spoken said: We shall not sleep under
the same roof this night" The doctor
with an uneasy laugh, first treated the
situation as silly joke, then expostu-
lated, 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 Mems room,
and Mem had the key under her pillow.
lie stamped at first with anger, but soon
with cold, for his night Ply jamas offered
slight protection against the chill morn
ing air. AT length, seeing the palan.
gum, he got into it. The lovely cloak
was lying on the cushions he drew the
hood over bis head, its delicate hues in
striking contrast to his sunburned face
and disheyelled hair, and dragging ii
round his broad shoulders With an angry
tug, settled himself to sleep.
The gun had fired, the ASSEMBLY"
sounded, but siiil the doctor slept on.
Nor was he reused by the sound of
horses hoofs, as bevy of ladies', unes.
| corted except by servants. rode up to the
door. They would be joined IN their
ride by their husbands after parade; and
| then, after final round of the course,
| assemble at the house of one or other of
their party to ch0ta hdzz0rie 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 Isl A little corner of the CLOAK
peeped out of the closed door of the
palanquin; twas evident that the poor
little thing had been obliged oseek that
shelter. What a shame! They would
speak to her, they would comfort, aud
oh, what a laugh they would have at
her! They grouped round the palan-
quin, bending low to peer 10; and one
on either side drew back the sliding
| doors as--graciousi DR.. Morton, still
half asleep, slowly opened his eyes.
Most et1ectually was he wakened by the
| startled exclamation with which the VS.
itors hastily retreated to their horses,
which they were Just in the act of mount
ing as the door was thrown open, and
| Mrs. Morton appeared in her riding
habit. TLey Immediately rode away, to
| the infinite satisfaction 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 the husband and
wife we would rather not play fly in the
corner, hut take for granted that there
was the usual amount of tears, recrim-
| lnatlon AMI 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's grief and elo-
| quence, while her husband. who, smart
/ ing under the expose of the morning,
! had entered on the fray with unusual
| spirit, soon found himself yanquished,
| limp and utterly dismayed, as his own
| Inconsistent, tyrannical and selfish con-
duct was contrasted-not for the first
| time-wlth the patient endurance of his
long -sulfering wife.
Neither for this nor of the reconcilia-
| ton that followed III natural sequence,
shall we make record but we must Of
the pleasing fact that, at the very next
concert, Mrs. Morton, leaning on her
| husbands ann, appeared IN most excel
| lent spirits, her cloak, this time Of am
Der and gold, being admired by all be
| holders.