The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-01-23
That was yesterday, and to- day il W.!
nesday, and he pulled from his no NJ !.
. missive, which he handed to ~ o,aas
Mr.. Goddard read as follows:
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MI. Goddard read as follows:
OK BOARD s 8. CAMEL.
OFF PLYMOUTH, Tuesday
MY DEAR GIDEON: Here I am siynl
home again. fancy that Won didn't a w q
see me just at present; for I wasn't ~
write to you before we left Demerara. !
we are now sending ashore here ] nogt ~ =
few lines to prepare you for the surnr;se
Is. as you know, quite unusual Tor yesssi.
this line to call at Plymouth aud tberasnsa 2,
naVeht time TO send You a long letter: thoncl
If we also call at Southampton, / WIN y
again from there. / have told Doddar~aH y
send some one to meet me at Gravesend. ~
him take down any letters that YOU NAV va y
Inc to see at once. Yours affectionafsasss'
SotoMsss.g
well, I never didp cried II.
Goddard. "Yet / could swear to N,
Pudster's handwriting anywhere. i
is a terrible thing for a man who ouObs
to be lying quietly in his coffin to come
back like this, and upset every ones
calculations"
You are certain about the handwrjt.
ing?" asked Mr.. Maggleby anxiouslv
quite certain !" replied Mr.. bod.
dard. What a frightful thing for
pOOI hlIS. IuubJSI!
"Mrs. Maggleby, you mean y said Mr..
Maggleby. Eyes, I don't know how Il
break it to her. It's bigamy; isn't itqa
Let us hope for the best, sir. Mr.
Pud 'ter won't prosecute, i fancy. con.
sidering the peculiar character Of she
circumstances. It's his fault. That's
my opinion. / could swear, even now.
that we buried him. He must have
revived in his coffin, and been dug IN
again by the grave diggers; and must
then have gone g to Demerara, in
order to avoid shocking his poor
WIFE"
81 wonder our Demerara agents didn't
say something about it when they wrote
by the last mall" asked Mr.. Mag.
gleby.
ooh, of course he kept them quiet,
sir. But It's a cruel case-that's all !
have tosay. And though I have known
Mr. Pudster these thirty wears, and
liked him too, I don't hesitate to
say hat he's not behaving strsightfor.
wardly in this piece Of business"
flush! Wait until you know Of bis
motives" said Mr.. Maggleby.
"He can't excuse himself, sir, / tell
you," reioined Mr.. Goddard warmly.
eff he comes back, / go. So thereI
And | say it with all respect to you, sir.
When a mans once dead, he's got no
right to come back again. 1t isn't pat
ural, and what's more, it isn't business
like"
The bitterness Of Mr.. Doddard's re-
marks in this connection may be par6ly
accounted for by consideration of the
fact that Mr.. Maggleby had a few days
previously announced his intention Of
taking the head-clerk into partnership
at an early date. Mr.. Pudster's return
would of course knock this project on
the head.
well Goddard, " said Mr.. Maggleby,
"we can't mend matters by talking. We
can only wait; and perhaps when we
see Mr.. Pudster, we shall find that
But Mr.. 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 q letter.
and fell sobbing upon her husbands
neck.
Mr.. Maggleby placed his wife IN .
chair, opened a cupboard, gave her .
glass of wine, took the letter, and read
it. Like the others, it was dated from
on board the Camel, off Plymouth
"My OwN DEAREST WIRE" it ran, In
a few hours from this / SHALL ! nope
be with you once more never again 20
leave you. Iought to have already ap-
prised you of the proba BILE date OF my
return, but at the last moment before
starting I had no opportunity OF writing
How glad / shall be to see you'll MY ions
absence has been a great trial to me, ano
I feel sure that il has also triedyou pu'
it is almost at an end. i will, It possioie
write again from southampton and tel
you exactly when to expect me. Inc sea
in the Channel is SO rough that a. pres
emit ii is difficult to say when we snai
get into the river, Your ever loylnt
husband SoLaNoN.n
"It is most painful I" gasped Mrs
Maggleby. "What can we do, Gideon
y Mubb ultudS0 w MlG0R
at Gravesend. Look in the newspaper
and see whether the Camel has bsei
signalled yet. He must hear first VIVA
has happened either ftcm my lips 9
from yours and i am really not we'
enought to gosmyself. Itheught that 2
was lying cold in his oofim On, tnas
should haye.committed bigamy ! ougn
to have remained faithful 10 his mnmoi.
This is my punishment. But he must
ne shall forgive me.
Mr.. Goddard had gone into the outt
Office, and had sent a clerk for Q copy
the times. With this be nov returned
and the paper was opened on DIR. va
gleby's table, and eagerly scanned =
news ofsthe Camel.
aHereswe hayoitl,s Said Mr.. Doddal
at last Steamship Camel, from Y
mara fo London, with cargo and pa
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