The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-10-18

DEAR Ma. DoDDAko: .s you are prob ably not expecting me, send line ashors 10 let you know that hope to return in time to be st business at the usual hour on Thur Say Please take care that there is q good fire m my pfisat- room. as visit to Demer ara always. as you know. renders me particu- lariy sensitive 10 cold and damp. am xrit ing 10 Nr. Maggieby We have had a capital voyage SO far, but the weather in the chaane. thFeateas to be rather dirty. | shall land a, Gfasesend. and If yoa can ind out wien the Camel Is likely 10 be there, you may send down some one to meet me.
 Yours faithfully. SOLOMON Pg DsTEs
 '' knew it :" ei lculatei Mir. Maggie. by. :" have just received the letter iha, he speaks of"
 "What does 1t all mean :n asked Mir Goddard :" seem to be dreaming, SIT We buried poor Mir. Puds,er eigh, mon'as ago, didn't se!'
 So thought murmured NIT. Maggie by vaguely. ." But this letter is certainl, in his handwriting. And look at the post-mark. There ii is, as plain as poss- ble: Plymouth. March ,, l868.' Ina. was yesterday, and to- day is "Wednesday. March 23d. Just read my letter, Mr Goddard! ' and he pulled from his pocket missive, which he handed to his clerk.
 MT Goddard read as follows:
 CS BOARD s. s. CAMEL,
 OFF PLYMOUTH, Tuesday
 My DEAR GIDEON: Here 1 am almost a, home again. 1 fancy that you didn't expect to see me just at present. for I wasn't able 10 write to you before we left Demerara; so, as we are nov sending ashore here, I pos, you few lines to prepare you for the sur < i. G. vessels of this line to call al Plymouth, and therefore | haven't time 10 send you a long letter; though, fl we also call at South ampton, will write again from there. fhave told Goddard to send some one to meet me at Gravesend; let him take down any letters that you may want me te see al once.
 Yours affectionately,
 SoLonos.
 Well, never did '" cried Mir. Dod. dard. "Yet could swear to Mir. pud- ster's handwriting anywhere. It is a terrible thing for man who ought to be lying quietly in his coffin to come back like th.s, and upset every one's caicuia- ,ions"
 "You are certain about the hand writing" asked Mir Maggleby anaiously. Quite certain Y replied MT. Goddard " What a frightful thing for poor Mrs. Pudster!'
 Mrs. Maggleby, you mean! said Mir. Maggleby. "Yes, don't know now to break it to her. It's case of bigamy :; isn't it7"
 Let us hope for the best, sir. MT. rudster won't prosecute, fancy, consid- ering the peculiar character of the cir cumstances. It's his fault. That's my opinion. could swear, even now. tha, we bur cd him. He must have revived in his coffin, and been dug up again hy the grave diggers; and must then have gone over to Demerara, in order to avoid shocking his poor wife
 wonder our Demerara agents didn't say something about it when they wrote by the last mail" said Mr. Maggieby.
 "Oh, of course he kept them quiet. sir. But it's cruel case-that's all l have to say. And though have known Mir. Pudster these thirty years, and liked him too, don't hesitate to say that he's not behaving straightforward in this piece of business"
 Hush! Wait until you know of his motives" said Mir. Maggieby.
 "He can't excuse himself, sir, I tell you" rejoined Mir. Goddard warmly. .sIt nc comes back, go. So there! And 1 say it with all respect to you. sir. When a mans once dead, he's got no right to come back, again. It isn't natural, and what's more 1t isn't business-like.
 The bitterness of Mir. Doddard's re- marks in connection may be partly ac. counted for by consideration of the fact that MT. Maggleby had few days pre- viously announced his intention of taking the head-clerk into partnership at an ear iy date MT. Pudster's return would oi course knock his project on the head.
 Well, Goddard, said Mir. Maggleby. we can't mend matters by talking. We can only wait l; and perhaps, when we sec NIT. Pudster, we shall find tha.-"
 But Mir. Maggleby's philosophical re- marks were suddenly cut short by the unexpected arrival of Mrs. Maggleby upon the scene. She rushed into the private room, stretched forth a letter. and tell sobbing upon her husbands neck.
 Mir. Maggleby placed his wife in chair, opened a cupboard, gave her 3 glass of wine, took the letter, and read It. Like the others, it was dated from on board the Camel. od Plymouth. My o~n dearest wife," it ran, "In a fes hours from this l shall, hope, be with you onoe more never again to leave ycu ought to have all ready apprlsed you oi the probable date of my return, but a, the last moment before starting I had DO opportunity of writing How glad shall be to see you! My long absence has been great trial to me, and feel sure that it has also tried you but it is now almost at an end. will, if possible. write again from Southampton and tell you exactly when to expect me. The sea in the Channel is so rough that at presen, it is difficult to say when we shah get into the river. Your ever lsving husband,
 SoLoAoN.s
 "lt is most painful :" gasped Mrs. Maggleby. "What can ve dc, Gideon 1? You must manage to meet Solomon st Cravesend. Look in the newspaper and see whether the Camel has been sienalled yes. He must hear frst of what has hap