Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1888-04-28

} MIR. Foster was in anything but the
best of humor, and he roughly minated
to the three OF four servants in waiting
that their absence was altogether de-
sirable. He passed with his bride into
the miniature sitting-room, where
dainty supper was laid, and, for the
first time in his life discovered himself
to be alone with his Adrienne.
The first thing she did was to walk
rapidly over to the window, as though
she would dive through the closely
drawn curtains into the street. Eugene
watched her narrowly and saw she was
trembling violently.
As he gazed at her his brows were
slightly furrowed, as though by the
consideration of some mighty problem.
They cleared suddenly, however, and
he dropped into great armchair,
with his back turned squarely to bis
wife. Then he lighted cigar and
pulled at it assiduously. It was shock
ing bad manners, but he could think
of nothing else calculated to soothe his
nerves so well.
It was five minutes before he turned
his head; when he did 80 the young
lady was regarding him intently. He
spoke to her:
"Will you not sit over in that chair
there?" he asked in his most persuasive
accents; "you will find it very comfort.
able"
Mechanically, and with an eye fixed
firmly upon him, the young lady did
as she was hidden. She sank into the
chair Imply, with the same timorously
deprecatory expression on her face,
and then, without warning, let fall her
glossy bronze mead upon the damask
cloth and burst into passion of tears.
Mr.. Fosters face grew a little white
and stern. He rose quickly, slipped
into the hall and assumed his overcoat
in less than twenty seconds. He came
softly back on tip-toe, knelt by the side
of the weeping girl, caught her hand
caught it fairly and squarely this
time--and whispered: II like
you for this. It would be
a miracle if it were otherwise I am
going away now, leaving you in the
kindest and best of hands Goodnight,
goodbye, my sweetheart, until to
morrow"
When the maiden, whose sobs were
of hysterical, frightened order, lifted
her head, her fair young face wore a
look of commingled establishment and
incredulity. But there was no one
there to see it; her husband had van
ished-vanished utterly.
Before leaving the house he ran
lightly upstairs and tapped softly at
the door of rear chamber. In five
minutes the door was opened and one of
the prettiest gray heads in the world
an American gray head, that had been
found by lucky chance, and been in
duced to bring it's owner here for a
house-keeper-protruded
"Mrs. Herbert" said the happy
bridegroom, hurriedly andi shame
facedly, keep Mrs. Foster in view
tonight. Try and prevent her from
having Mysteries. Try and prevent her
from crying her heart out through
very terror of me. D--n tick
plosively-"try and teach her that I'm
not going to eat her!" and with that
the young man flew down the staircase,
four steps at time, and so out into the
street.
Five minutes after he had left, the cap
tive's bronze head was Nesting, in almost
filial affection, very close to the gray
one, and the captive was being assured
that her newly-made husband, far from
being offended, simply pitied her.
He was always an eccentric fellow,
was Mr.. Eugene, the owner of the
gray head assured her, and there was
never any accounting for his whims.
AS for Mr.. Foster-well, it is to
be feared that the rest of his evening
was not entirely as righteous as it might
have been. If inordinate ibations of
Bass, partaken of in sequestered
possessed the power of dissi-
pating care, he ought to have been as
merry as skylark when the dawn
broke and he found himself in the open
air.
AS he set his patent-leather shoe on
the pavement, whom Of all persons in
the world should he run against but
the Identical youth who had the morning
before oficiated as his best man! He
tried to escape observation by smashing
his hat convulsively down over his
eyes But it was no use; he was recog-
niZed.
Eugene, inquired his friend, in