The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-02-06
PROF. AGNATZ.
A Social Sensation Which Was Hap.
 pily Adjusted.

A great sensation, created in this city several days ago, has just been happily quieled. Prof. Agnats, the drama,ist, has during many years, been blessed with the love and socieay of a devoted wife. Mrs Agna'z. having had many assurances, implicitly believed that the professors love for her vas as deep and enduring as her love for him, but alas, there came a shock. The other day the learned gen. tleman told hts wife that he must go to St. Louis. This assertion of itself was quite enough to arouse suspicion, but Mrs. Agnatz had ever been characterized by a simple and trusting faith. Shortly after the professor left home. Mrs, Agnatl, upon entering her husbands study, found the following letter lying on the table:
 "My DEAe WIFE: When your eye falls upon this shall be far away, never again to return. know that you will al. first be breathless with surprise, but when your mind runs back over the years we have lived together-when you recall my many fits of gloom, you cannot wonder at my course. have never loved you and have even been a martyr. You can easily get a divorce and be happy with a worthier man than have ever been."
 Some of the neighbors, hearing the poor woman shriek, ran to her. It was sometime before she would give any ex. plsnation, but at length she showed the heart breaking letter. This was as much as the neighbors wanted, and, feeling tha, they had glory enough for one day, they vent to their homes to gloat over Mrs. Agna,ss misfortune. A newspaper re. porter called on the poor woman. He saw that she was in despair, but he gently proceeded to interview her.
 "We never had cross word in our lives" she said. know tha, he was often thoughtful but never dreamed tn at he va: gloomy on my account"
 "What do you propose to do about i, ?"
 "What can | do ?"
 "l don't know. Tell me all you know concerning this unfortunate transaction" l"
 "Oa, will you please go away2"
 "Yes, presently. The professor was a pretty good sort of fellow, wasn't he ?"
 "Of course he was"
 "Yes, that's what 1 thought. Now, let me see," tapping his notebook. "There Is something else I wanted to ask you. Oh, yea, how old are your"
 None of your business"
 "All right. am sorry to have dis turbed you. Good day"
 The professor. while sitting la S,. Louis barber shop, took up newspaper. Those who saw him when he found a certain Associated Press dispatch thought that he had been seized by insanity. He roared, he raved and rushed out, neglect ing to give ten cents to boot-black that had earned the money. He boarded the first homeward bound train. When he reached home he found his wife deep in sorrow. He burst into the room and exclaimed:
 "Emily |"
 She turned a cool grey-eyed stare up- on him, and said:
 So you have come back, to get some thing to eat reckon. Go on away"
 Emily, listen to me. love you, and"
 Nov know you are hungry. You can't fool me, Rocks."
 Emily, you do not understand. That mischievious letter is part of . play am writing. The injured vile clutches her bosom and slowly reads the lines while the little fiddle goes, cha, cha"
 She arose, seized herseH, and ,hrew herself into hts arms"
 "Now," said he, when happy recon ciliation had taken place, Let us 20 ou. to the dining room and soothe our heal ing hearts with grub which has lost its warmth, but which trust is still there"