The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1889-10-05

50 did she, Again he smoked on th!
platform, but at last, fort Lee ferry !,
shouted the conductor, and she followed
her husband into ferly'boat " va
dark, and though 1t did not rain, thG
air was full Of moisture, There were
very few people upon the boat, bpl
several Of themwere brutAl'looklpg men
and they stared ut her, seeming TO won,
der at her thick veil, She had forgotten
her gloves, and her small, white hands
glistened with rings some oi'them very
As She left the ferry, and, following
her husbands figure, crossed the gFeal
track Of a railroad, she tlembled with
terror. As he assembled the bluff she
Killed her skirts and followed,
Who could Clara beP What manneroi
woman was she to appoint q rendezvous
like this2 1t was a nasty, slippery, I'M
pleasant place, There was 9 drinking
saloon hard by, which seemed tobe full
OF rough men, She drew so near to her
husband that she could have touched
his coat as they passed this place, but he
did not look around, And now II began
to rain in earnest, and the road they had
turned into seemed to be two teet deep
with mud, and still Mr.. Elliot marched
on, At last a irightful thing occurred to
Lizzie. She wore upon her feet pair OF
patent-leather ties, and with all this
climbing aud straining oil the shoes the
ribbons had come undone, Suddenly
the mud caught at them with that Gu
riOus power Of suction which mud seems
TO have at times, and the shoes came
of. In vain she felt around for them,
they seemed TO have vanished, Just
then;
dHallool" said a voice near her,
whats the matter with youn young
woman2"
"l-nothingl" gasped Mrs, Elliott, A
large policeman stood before her.
'PThis aint no place for a youngwoman
to be kiting around Alone" said the po'
liCeman. TITS dangerous II you're a
decent girl. WHAT'S ,happened2 Lost
YOURSELF"
"No," said Mrs. Elliott, "I'm not alone,
there's my husband. Frank, Frank,
ffunRI
Mr.. Elliott turned and walked back.
LEFT you behind, did !, Lizzie" he
said.
"You're mighty careful husband"
said the policeman, II do think" and
strobe away.
Then MI. Elliott, who was a large
man, simply picked up his little wife in
his arms and carried her back to the
grounds which enclrcled the tavern.
Here he sat her down upon wooden
platform. Then for moment he van
ished, and returned with a glass OF wine
which he made Mrs. Elliot drink,
1--WE hired a cab" he said; "we'll
drive back TO the ferry, It's too stormy
a night to 20 looking for Clara; besides,
she's thpusands Of miles away"
"OlaraI" cried Mrs. Elliot. Don't
speak OF Clara-how dare your"
'She very nearly ruined Inc, my dear.
| threw away lots Of money on her"
said Mr.. Elliot, "but she Is looking UP
now. My dear, know you've been
fummaging my pockets and reading my
letters for two years, but ] only found
out what you suspected when my mother
told me that you had asked her II lhad
pver known u lady named Clara before
met you"
"Oh, Frank, don't try to deceive me"
sobbed Lizzie. ~ read the note the NO.
man left to.night-l-"
"Oh, knew It," said Mr.. Elliot, cit
was fixed for you To read. | wrote 1t to
myself, and my mother left 1t at the
door at dinner time. Igave hera signal
from the window that she might know
you were coming downstairs, and I've
kept an eye on you've watched you
ever since you left the door. My dear
child, never knew q Clara In my life;
never had q doubtful love affair even
rs boy. The note you saw was about
m oil well in which had shares-the
Clara. She was a tickle creature, l adj
nit, and made me anxtUus but since
you were bound 10 be jealous"
Carriage, sir, said the driver.
Mr.. Elliot lifted his shoeless wife into
the vehicle. And halfway home she
vowed that she would never forgive
him, but the other half she wept upon
his vest.
81 felt so helpless without my shoes,
she declares, shat my spirit was fairly
broken"
hut at all events she was never Jealous
Of CLARA again.