Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1884-12-05

] myself. Gideon will be- coming dow
| and I must be prepared to break I'll
news to him; and with great s>slf-con
mand Mrs. MagglebY wiped hes- eye
| and seated herself at the table. As 81
did 50 she caught sight Of her husband
note. which she eagerly opened.
He has gomez she exclaimed de
spairingly, when she had read it. :"
am left alone to bear the trial! All
Gideon, you little know how cruel yo
are. But I must follow you. We mus
concert measures at once"
Once more she went up stairs Sh
put on her bonnet and cloak; she GOV
cred her flushed face with thick veil
and without saying a word to. any O
| her servants, she left the house, ant
made the best Of her way to the neares
cab-stand. ,'s@E 49,
Meantime, Mr.. Maggleby had beer
driven to his place of business in Mine
ing Lane. He entered his Office. and
set down as if dazed. in his private
room. Hearing Of his principals unex.
pected arrival, the head clerk, Mr. Joh1
Goddard, almost Immediately appeared
! He, too, was scared and breathless.
| "Read. sir, read!" he gasped, as be
thrust an open letter into Mr.. Maggie
by's hand.
Mr.. Magg1eby mechanically took the
letter, and read aloud as follows
OK BOARD s. S. CAMEL,
OFF PLYMOUTH, Tuesday.
Dr. MR. DoDDARD: AS you are probably
not expecting me- I send line ashore to let
you know that I hope to return in time to be-
at business at the usual hour on Thursday.
Please take care that there is q good fire in my
private room, as visit to Deanerara always, ~
You know, renders me particularly sensitive TO
cold and damp. am writing 10 Mr. Maggleby,
We have had capital voyage 50 far, but the
weather in the Channel thresterss to be rather
dirty I shall land at Gravesents, and if you
can find out when the Camel is likely to be-
there, you may send down some one to meet
me. Yours faithfully:
SOLOMON Pt1DsrEK.
II know it!" calculated Mr.. Maggie
by. II have just received t2se letter
that he speaks Of
"What does it all mean?" asked Mr..
Goddard. II seem to be dreaming, sir.
We buried poor Mr.. Pudster eight
"
$50 Thought" murmered Mr.. Mag
g1eby vaguely. "But this letter is Ger
tainly in his Handwriting. And loc]k at
the post mark. There it is, as plain as
possible: 'Plymoutls, Mar. %, 1885,
That was yesterday, and to- day is We'd
nesday, and he pulled from his pocket
ssmissive, which he harded to his clerk.
MIR. Goddard read as follows:
On BoARlrS..S S. CAMEL,
OFF IIYHoUI1, Tuesday.
EN5 DEAR GIDEON: Here I am almost at.
hoHae again. fancythat yog didn't expect to-
see me just at PRESENT.; for wasn't able to
write to you before we left DA1Terara; SO as
we are ncw sending ashore hers post you
few lines to prepare you for tins surprise 1t
IS, as-yOv know, quite unusual For vessels Of
this Ene to call at Plymouth aBd therefore
havenAt time to send you'a'long letter; though,
again from there. T ).2ve to}tE Goddard to
send sSs1lle one to meet ire at Gr&vosend; let
him to&e down any letteEs that you may want
me to- sec at once Yours sfectionately,
SOLOMON.
"W5lI, + never didln eried Mr..
Goddard "Yet I ceV,ld SWEAR to Mr.
Pudstsr's handwriting: anywhere. It
is q terrible thing for AMMAN who ought
TO be living quietly in his coffin to come
back H1He this, and upset every ones
"YoAsgre certain aEput the han2writ- |
lng?" asked Mr.. Ma sggleby cautiously. |
"Quhe' cersain!" rse.lied Mr. bod |
lard. What a frishtful thing for
poor Mrs Pudster!"
Mrs Maggleby, you mean T." said Mr..
A1agglsby~ Eyes, I os6n't know how to |
break it to her. Its bigamy: ISN'T it?" |
"Les31s hope for the best, sir Mr.. |
Pud 'tes won't prosecRte, + fancy, con-
;ideri1rg the peculiar character of the
It's his faulft That's !
ny opinion. I could swear, even now,
hat #e buried huna He mast have
:evivsd in his coffin snd been dug up
again, by the grave aiggers; and must /
;hen have gone over to De1nerara, in
order to avoid shocking Els poor
wife,
Il wonder our Dem erara agents didn't |
'ay' something about it when they wrote
~ the last majA," asked Mr.. Mag
,leby.
:'Oh> Of course. he kept them quiet,
sia. But It's cruel case--that's all I
lave to say. And though I have known
MIR. Pudster these thirty years, and
liked him to@ L don't, hesitate to
'ay that he's not behaving straightfor~
gardly in this piece of business"
Flush! Wait until you know of his
Motives" said Mr.. Maggleby.
"He can't excuse himself, sir, I tell
7ou," reloiaed Mr.. Doddard warmly.
II he comes back, I go. So there /.
And I say 1t with all respect to you, sir.
When mans once dead, he's got NO.
light to come back AGAIN. It isn't nat
1ral, and what's more, it isn't business
Ike"
The bitterness Of Mr.. Doddard'ss re-
marks in this connection may be partly
accounted for by consideration of the
:aot that Mr.. Maggleby had few days
previously announced his intention of
taking the head-clerk into partnership
1T an early date. Mr.. Pudster's return
would of course knock this project On
the head.
well, Goddard. " said Mr.. Maggleby,
Eve can't mend matters by talking. We
,an only wait; and perhaps when we
zee Mr.. Pudster, we shall find that"
But Mr., Maggleby's philosophical re-
marks were suddenly cut short by the
arrival of Mrs. Maggleby
Upon the scene. She rushed into the
private room, stretched forth a letter,
md fell sobbing upon her husbands
heck.
Mr.. Maggleby placed his wife in g
chair, opened q cupboard, gave her a
glass of wine, took the letter, and read
t. Like the others, it was dated from
IN board the Camel, off Plymouth.
My OWN DEAREsT WIFE" it ran, I'm
! few hours from this I shall. I hope,
30 with you once more never again to
cave you. I ought to have already ap-
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