New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1889-07-31

her away or strike her to the earth
you are quite capable of it!'
Henrietta, are you really mad or
are y,.u acting?o he asked angrily,
oh, no doubt you will say am
mad; possibly you might escape
justice through such a heinous
charge did | not hold the proof Of
your perfdy in the paper written by
the woman who calls herself your
wife, Bigamist!''
sBsgamist? Henrietta, will you
stop your raving long enough to tell
me in as few words as possible just
what you are talking about?''
She held up a slip Of paper to him.
@Do you recognize this? Don't try
TO take it from me or l shall cry for
/ help"
/ GLOW can tell what it is in this
! light, when you shake it under my
j nose and then snatch it away? It
looks like the note you wrote your
/ self which brought me down here on
this FOOLS Grand
! Mrs Cadwallader smiled with fine
sarcasm.
ooh, wrote it myself, did I? It is
. SO very like my hand. Oh, how has
| such a clumsy deceiver contrived to
hide his true self from me during all
these years!o
l 81 confess the handwriting is bet
ter than yours eoolly replied her
husband. who was now thoroughly
angry, but am not aware of any
one else who is privileged to sign her
self in that manner
4 Monster! can you taunt me with
my handwriting at such a time? Oh,
what a heart of stone you must
have!''
! Mrs. Cadwallader. noting the
change in her husbands mood, was
| about to weep.
Henrietta, if, as you gently init
mate, you did not write me to meet
you here, some one has been playing
| apractical joke on us. It will not
help matters for us to stand at bay
ait one another on the highway of
this respectable village. / am going
to catch the next train back to Phil
liadelphia. I;advise you to come with
me-
I Mrs Cadwallader felt that if she
did not comply he would walk off
and leave her standing there, which
| would be a most undignifed situa-
| tion for her.
Il will accompany you, sir, for the
sake OF temperatures, she said, ahut
% forbid you to speak to me-
/ Mr.. Cadwallader obeyed her to the
|letter. He lit a cigar, and Henrietta
walked by his side in dignifed silence.
Arrived at the station he inquired
lwhen the next train left for Philadel-
Iphia.
| I'm three quarters of an hour, sir, !"
replied his friend of the lantern.
ssDid you find the wilder, sir, or
ma ann"
| Without replying to the question
the husband and wife entered the
waiting-room. 1t was empty. How
could Mr.. Cadwallader stand three
quarters of an hour alone in the
room with that sphnix-like figure,
! who. he felt, was regarding him with
reproachful eyes from behind her veil?
If he only had a newspaper. Stay,
there was Cynthia's letter, which he
had put in his pocket, thinking he
might read it on the train He could
consume fifteen minutes over that.
He moved over to the other side of
1.-THE room under a lamp and took out
the letter. Henrietta sat motionless
as before. Then for a while there
was no sound but the ticking of the
clock and the rustling of the paper
as Mr., Cadwallade turned the ages.
! A whistle from her husband caused
Henrietta to start, He stood up
| and came toward her. No, she would
not speak to him.
'sMy DEAR he said, in a dry tone,
l"l think that never before during the
eight years of our marriage have |
! had occasion to remind you that
you had predecessor. Though
there is nothing to regret in this
fact, it is / think, deeply to be de
| plored thatta sister of my first wife
stillsurvives. Willyou kindly glance
over this page of a letter I received
from Cynthia this afternoon which
have read for the first time this mo-
ment?'
]. Henrietta thought to herself: ST
shall pay no attention to him."
Then she took the letter. Mr.. Cad
Wallader had opened itso that the
passage about the little sole leather
trunk was upermost. Henrietta read:
i AWhile looking over some sacred
mementoes which had long ben cher
ished there / found this note from
| dear Helen to you, which I thought
you ought to have. / well remember
the day when she and Annie Brown
went deWn to Short Hills. It was