Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1884-09-26

/ through her letters, having supplied ner
! lord and master with coffee and al
things needful.
whats the matter, Mill-any one
deadgn
mo. but those dreadful tailor people
say they can't let me have any travelling
dress Tomorrow they can't get the but
tons IN time;' and she glanced round
the coffee urn with a face indicative OF
the deepest despair.
Never mind, old girl wear another;
| I'm sure you look lovely in anything, 10
tone of perfect sincerity; 'or never
mind the buttons, get others.
.sOh. bnt, Charlie, | am so dlsap-
pointed and you've really no idea what
dress it will be. and as to the buttons,
oh, no, / couldn't rcconcile myself to any
others. Charlie / wonder"
.sWcll2'' said Charlie, getting up and
standing In a monarch-of -all -I-survey
style before the bright fire, gazing ad-
miringly at his pretty wife.
sCharlie, , with the most duplicating
clasp of the hands, sAwould it be very
announcement if we put off our journey
till next day? It is such dress to travel
IN, SO plain andauiet, just what you said
you liked when we saw the princess at
Baden ?
" You understandable little piece of
vanity" laughed her husband, pinching
her check; the idea of changing all
your plans because dress isn't coming
up to timel"
But, Charlie, = nesting up under his
arm, you do like to see your wife well
dressed. and you always say that it's first
impressions that are more than half the
battle. "
81 declare / shall call you Gree re-
, diviva' And am to countermand the
horse box and reserved carriage, so that
Mrs. Remington may make a startling
impression on old Potts, the station mas
ter at Duncombe, and his noble legion of
porters. Well, we'll and this comes of
being married to a."
Don't say Gree again, Charlie; she
wasn't very nice, and had something to
do with pigs" said MilAie coaxingly.
= Then I'll tell Bell we can't go till
Friday"
Capt. Remington was deeply engaged
putting the final polish ON q new gun
which had just come home, and with
which he intended doing great execu-
ton in the Duncombe preserves. A
knock at the door Of his EN-. Come
in he said; and going to open it, his
wife's maid stood there
PLEASE, sir, missis says would you
please write these luggage labels2"
All right, Bell; just put them on my
writing table. I'll attend to them di-
rectly.'
The gun at last being satisfactorily
packed away, Captain Remington be-
thought him he would have smoke,
and then he would see about the labels.
Hang it ALL where are the lights2"
feeling in all his pockets 81 must have
left them in the dining-room. All! here's
a bit of paper" and he picked up a
crushed half sheet of letter He was
proceeding to smooth it out before twist
ing it up, when some words caught his
attention.
BY Jove! precious careless Of Mile,
leaving her notes about like this Who
in the world has been writing to herr
Hellow and with feeling of utter be-
wildermenL he read:
DARLING MrLLIE-As you don't 60 to
Yorkshire on Thursday, meet me in the
square at s, for the last time before I sail.
OAAy l. say H1uSt DC dreaming. II
can't be Millie--my wife, ? he muttered.
s'But who else can it be2 Her CORE
sp0ndent seems to have a pretty good
knowledge of our movements, too. Hang
it ALL have ii now!" he exclaimed fur
iously finging the note on the floor.
THAT excuse about the dress was all
shaml This explains her intense eager
ness to postpone our journey. Who can
he be2" went on hurriedly, re-examining
the scrap of paper. No name or initial.
Umph! judging from the writing. can't
congratulate her on her friend; not that
write very good fist myself, said
poor Charlie, with grim smile Five
O'Clock in the square. I've good mind
to prove to them that though two's COM
pany, three's none just then the hall
door was opened and shut. He glanced
at the clock on his chimney piece-iust
on the stroke of 8. 4sShe's gonelo he
exclaimed and snatching up his hat. he
tore open his door.
who has gone out2' he Numbered to
the man who was lighting the hall
lamp.
Beg pardon, sir, = said Jones. nearly
falling off the steps in his surprise. I'm
not quite sure, sir, but rather think.
sir, it was missus's
But before he could finish his sentence.
his master rushed out Of the house.
Well, / never Wot never can ave
come hover the captain a fine rakin'
he's in. surely. said Jones as ha Grad 4