Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1889-08-07
DEAREST HIRAM

DEAREST HlRAAs
/ am not feeling quite we'll to-day, and Mrs
Brown has persuaded me that a little trip into
the country would do me good She is going to
take me with her to Short Hills for the day
She has IN aunt, Mrs Widgeon, living there,
and We will stay to dinner. Could you come
for me this evening On the eight o. clock Train?
With u hundred kisses.
YOUR LOVING WIFE.
P. S.-Mrs. Wldgeon lives in large house
near the station, and Mrs. Brown says any
body can direct you.
what does she mean by galloping
OF to Jersey, l wonder, when the last
thing she said to me was not to forget
the Wheatleighs' reception tonight
Not feeling well!'' She was the
picture Of health this morning. And
who is Mrs. Brown? There's some
thing behind those hundred kisses;
she is not ordinarily so lavish. I'm
glad to see she is paying some atten-
ton at last to what have said to her
about her handwriting, and has drop
ped that monstrous angular scrawl.
Yes, she is evidently making an effort
to please me. wonder what it is she
wants I'll have to go, OF course ;"
(Mr. Cadwallader stood little bit in
awe OF his handsome wife, IN just
dress now and 90 and dine at the club.
Leaving the note from his wife on
the table, he proceeded to make his
toilet.
About nine o'clock a snug little man,
IN dress suit and light oyercoat,
allghted at the station in Short Hills.
He approached an old man who stood
on the platform with a lantern, and
asked 10 be directed to the house Of
Mrs. Widgeon.
What Mrs. Widgeon, sir?"
II do not know. This lady lives in
a large house near the station, I am
told.''
There never was but one Mrs.
Widgeon in Short Hills that l ever
heard of, sir. That was old Wilder
Widgeon, who's been dead nigh on to
ten year. There's her house, sure
enough, that big one just beyond the
bend in the road. Her married daugh-
ter lives there now. There's nobody
else of that name here, unless it's some
of the summer boarders, and it's bit
early for them.''
That's queer" murmured the little
man. We'll, that must be the house.
Thanks" said he, starting off down
the road
len minutes later a lady, heavily
vailed, emerged from the gloom at the
other end of the platform and ap-
preached the same old mau
Can you direct me to the residence
OF Mrs. Widgeon?' she asked. in a
mysterious voice.
:'What, another one?" chrckled the
old station master. The widder seems
to be in demand tonight
DO you know, OR do you not?"
asked the lady, sharply.
We'll, ma'am. I reckon I know as
well as any body else around these
parts. Many a days work I've done
1t is large house near the station,
is it not? Which way am to go?''
*'Yes-yes, that's just what the gent
said. but you'll find the party as you're
a lookin' for in very small house
now, not more'n six by two, in the
cemetry just back OF the church yon-
der"
In the cemetery-at this hour! Is
is any one with her?''
Yes, ma am. the old man is right
alongside. They agree much better
there than they did in the flesh, when
they lived in the big house,
The man is intoxicated. she MUIR
INJURED. NO, Hiram has discovered
the loss Of the note, and, thinking he
may be followed, has bribed this old
scCundrel to throw me off the track "
Il will find the place for myself, -
she said aloud, and walked rapidly
down the road.
Good luck to you, ma am" the old
fellow called after her
''Perfdious ,nonster!'' said Mrs. CAD
wallader to herself 1T was all
could do TO RESTRAIN myself from de-
nouncing him on the train. How smil-
ing and snug he looked! Little did he
know who was so near him. To think
Of my having been so deceived in him
all these Years! | wonder who the
creature is. Perhaps he is really mar
ried to her, and I-oh, horrible! This
must be the place." She entered the
gate. and, hearing a step on the walk,
concealed herself in the shrubbery.
Her husband was there