Daily Yellowstone journal., 1886-03-23
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others first love. Still, although Charlie was
fully persuaded that his Lucy had never
seen anything lovable in man before she met
him, and although Lucy was convinced that
her husband loved her with true and UNI
adulterated affection, Mrs. Cornwall could
not entirely throw off the distrust of the OPP
poeite sex which is always TO some extent in
nate in woman. Nothing, however, hap
pened to interfere with the harmony and hap
piness Of their life together until Charlie,
having answered very tempting advertise
ment in The Field, anent a shooting box in
Inverness which was TO be let on appli-
cation 10 n certain *. Y. T., and having
concluded the necessary arrangements, had
transported himself and wife thither.
Upon the first day after their arrival,
whilst Charlie went round with the keeper
over the ground which it was proposed 10
break on the morrow, Mrs. Cornwall was
pretty fully occupied in arranging the little
house to their requirements Experience OF
country-house visits and seaside apartments
had taught Lucy Cornwall, amongst other
things, that the drawers Of wash-hand stands
are very often the receptacles Of The most ex-
traordinary rubbish and ODDS and ends, but
during all this experience she had never met
with such a shock as awaited her during her
explorations OF this little remote Highland
shooting box In one of the aforesaid drawers
she found a photograph Of her Charlie, one of
n set which she remembered he had taken
when their billing and cooling was in full
swing, upon which was written in his hand
writing, From your ever true and affection
ate Charlie The photograph had certainly
not been given TO n man, or such an inscrip-
ton would not have graced it, but had, with
out doubt, been given to some woman, who,
finding herself deceived, had thrown il away
in disgust.
So she waited the arrival Of the uncOn.
scious Charlie with that stern joy which
women, as well as warriors, sometimes feel
Her heart beat quick when well known
!lsp and careless whistle downstairs pro-
claimed the approach OF the victim and she
made no answer TO his Lucy! Lucy! Where
are you. Here's a H ghland welcome for
fellow who has been tramping about since
breakfast-time, and who is tired, wet and
hungry! Hullol'
The last ejaculat.o on was the result Of Ii;
first glimpse Of his wife's face. He saw c5
once that something had happened during
his absence, and therefore, composed his
features to suitable gravity.
"Why, what's the matter, Lucy" he con
tinued. HYou look as if"
Mrs Cornwall cut him short with magis.
tcrial severity.
Charles Cornwall" she said. holding up
the photograph, explain this If you please!"
The unfortunate man gazed at his own
counterfeit presentment, and the color fled
from his cheeks
Explain what, Explain this photo!" he
stammered "Why, my angel, / wonder
you're Lot ashamed TO keep such a hideous
work Of art It was done whilst we We're
sweethearting, before / grew my beard
There's coat! There's head Of hair! Ha,
hal / never did come out well-never!'
Charles Cornwall" continued his wife,
still keeping her relentless gaze fixed on tho
unhappy mans guilty face, Il found this
photograph in a drawer upstairs Now, how
did il get therer
@My dear, good soul, how on -arth am / TO
know replied Charlie. Il gave it TO some
fellow, suppose, and he
"No Charles" said his wife, mot TO some
fellow. When one man gives his carte to an
other, he does not, as a rule, describe himself
ms ever true and effectionate' Women may
Dt lbbiSs Sudiie but NouT vic II no lpfi
There's a mystery here which must and will
have cleared up. o Charles. Charles! How
often you have sworn to me that I was your
first and only love-
About week afterward Charlie came in
from shooting, and said
MY dear, met X. Y. g. to-day for the
first time. He is very anxious to know If we
are quite comfortable here, and said that he
hoped very shortly TO do himself the honor OF
paying Us a witt"
"H'ml Perhaps the lady whom you so sig
nally favored will come with him. said Mrs.
Cornwall with sarcastic emphasis
ave shall see, v replied her husband. "Ho
didn't say anything about bringing lady
with him Shall ask him tor
"Oh, dear, yes, Of course replied Mrs.
Cornwall you must be anxious 10 see one
10 whom you are ever true and affection
ate after all this time. Oh, yes, ask her by
all means. IL would he such delicate act OF
courtesy toward me. What is X. Y. z. s.
nameT
~Fordyce = Richard Fordyce,r replied
Charlie.
The mention Of this name produced C.
strange effect upon Mrs. Cornwall, which
Charlie could not fail to note: the color
hard and fast, and her fingers began TO
twitch nervously.
"Well, my dear, what's the matter" he
asked.
"Oh nothing replied Lucy. "I-I don't
feel very we'll think this Scotch air is
rather tor strong for me. would like to go
south again. hI
Such sudden indispostion Of one who had
been, up 10 few seconds previously, in
robust health made Charlie Cornwall ponder.
Why should the name OF Richard Fordyco
produce such a strange and immediate effecti
Evidently there was something below the sur
face, anil as he bad during the past few days
undergone an intolernble persecution at the
hands OF his wife, he was in no mood to leave
any stone unturned by which he could turn
the tables on her So he replied:
"Nonsensel Lucy, nonsense! You haven't
been there long enough to get accustomed to
the afr, 50 don't talk already Of going south
when we've yet two months to run. Besides,
my dear, I'm curious about this affair of the
photograph, and when Fordyce comes Ill
ask him il he knows anything about It.
On the very next morning Charley, as he
was smoking his after-breakfast pipe, saw
Fordyce coming up tho garden, but, for rea-
sons Of his own, be did not allow himself TO be
seen, and did not go out TO greet his visitor.
He listened, however, attentively, and after
hearing his wife run hastily down stairs, he
heard Mr.. Fordyces CHEEKY voice sing out:
Yl~why, Lucy, who would have thought o.
meeting you IN this out-of- the-way corner