Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1889-10-30
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A FAMILY DISTURBANCE.
MI. Swimple Keeps q Secret from His
Wife, But Finally Reveals It

MI. Swimple Keeps q Secret from His
Wife, But Finally Reveals 1t.
As George W. Swimple entered his neat
but not gaudy little cottage on Fifth avenue
s ION which he paid remit one evening
few weeks ago, his face bore look OF
mingled perplexity and self-conscious
shame, says the Minneapolis Journal. And
no wonder; for in the whole six months Of
their married life George had never kept q
secret from his wife. But at last tempta-
ton assailed him and he had succumbed.
George entered the pleasant, cozy sitting
room, and as he mopped the perspiration
from his face he heard the bird-like voice Of
his wife, gayly trilling few notes Of the
opera they had heard together the night
before, as she prepared the table for the
evening meal.
'Oh, she does not suspect. If she only
knewp'
His wife heard his step and came rush.
ing into the room to greet him.
"Oh, George, the day has been so long
and have been so lonely without you" she
murmured as she pillo%ed her head upon
his breast.
"And you look so tired and worried, too,
George; tell me all and let your little wife
share with your anxieties and your sor-
rows, as good wife should"
George could stand it no longer. He
sank upon his knees at her feet and clasped
her cool, white hands In his throbbing
palms.
"Anasthasia, my own, forgive MEL he
cried in choking accents; 81 have kept q
secret from you.''
Anasthasias willowy form trembled from
the intensity of her emotion, but she did
not weep nor faint.
GOh (1oorCo ahQ 0riNd in, v-onrnaohful
nournful accents, and her lip quivered.
"Anasthasia, darling, let me confess all
and ease my aching heart Thought a
lottery ticket last night. There, you know
all now. Deal with me as you will"
Anasthasia's answer was a caress.
George" she said, slowly and distinctly,
81 forgive you. What was the numberF'
''It was 81. $40"
''Oh, Georgei I dreamed last night that
you bought ticket and that it drew s., 600
Five thousand dollars. Just think of it.
Why, we will be rich!''
George heaved a sigh of relief. He
thought the worst was over.
81 think we'd better buy house."
"Oh, George, you don't mean it We can
get eight per cent. for it at interest and
then can have a new sealskin sacque."
"Anasthasia, my dear, don't like to pay
rent Now, you see"
George, think you are real mean. You
know want the sacque so bad" and An
asthasia's coral lip began to pout and the
suspicion of tear 1oated in the eye near
est George.
Mrs. Swlmple, 1 want to do what is best.
Even with $5, 900 we can not be extravagant.
When we own home, then"
"l'll hear no more, GeoIg ge Washington
Swimple. l can see plainly that you love
me no longer. little thought when first
listened to your passionate protestations OF
love that it would come to this. Take your
1-gotten wealth and"
The door-bell rang loudly. George went to
the door. A postman handed him letter.
He opened it with trembling hands. 1t was
the list of the lucky numbers at the last
drawing Of the lottery. No. 27,s49 drew
nothing.
George Washington Swimple turned to
his wife. She lay in a dead faint on the
floor.