Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1889-12-13

not DO back until tomorrow night.
I'll send messenger to Uncle James.
He will escort you to the theater.
and"
II will not 60 with your unclo
James," said Mrs. Elliot, sharply.
"You must take mel will not be used
in this way-you must go with me"
my dear, can not tell you how IL
vexes me to have to leave YOU" said
Mr.. Elliot
Frank sho answered. az have al
ways said that there are some things
which wife should not endure"
Lizzie, my dear, listen; | will take
you to the theater tomorrow night or
the night after; we will enjoy our
selves quite as we'll. think 1t will
rain tonight, anyhow"
do you suppose l am baby to frot
about not seeing u play?" said Mrs.
Elliot mo, Frank, only you must
tell me why you brake the engagement
and whore you are going"
business. my dear. business" said
Mr.. Elliot. in an artificial manner
"rll explain some day. Business is
business; now DO quiet and comfort
able like good girl good night"
He tried TO kiss her. but she pushed
him away. Then he took his hat and
overcoat and left the house, with lit
tie laugh not like his own.
Hardly had he passed the threshold
when his wife sprung to her feet,
slipped on an ulster that hung In a
closet in the dining-room hall, donned
little round cap and gray vail, and
sneaked out OF the basement door
sneak is the word.
"She's following him this time" said
Rosa TO the cook.
jealous again." said cook.
u guess he's giving her reason. said
Rosa.
ats something dreadful, " said cook,
''the way married men go on"
Meanwhile Mrs. Elliot lurked In the
shadow OF the stone balustrades, and
saw that her husband stood under the
gas-lamp at the corner examining the
note which he had received.
Well, wherever he went there also
she would go. Whoever he might
meet should also meet her. This was
the end OF every thing, the finale.
But she would not wcep-she would
have long years for that-she would
behave as an insulted wife should.
He was about TO enter a car; she also
hailed it. An ulster and a thick vail
reduce all women TO one level. lie
would not know her even II he saw her.
She sat IN her corner and saw that he
stood on the platform smoking. Which
way the cur was going she scarcely no
ticed He left 1t at last and entered
another; so did she. Again he smoked
on the platform, but at last; Fort
Lee ferryw shouted the conductor,
and she followed her husband into q
| ferryboat 1t was dark. and though ii
did not rain, the air was full Of moist
ure There were very few people upon
| the boat, but several OF them were
brutal looking men, and they stared at
her, seeming to wonder at hpr thick
vail. She had forgotten her gloves,
and her small, white hands glistened
with rings. some OF them very yalua-
BILE.
AS she left the ferry, and, following
her husbands figure. crossed tho great
track OF railroad, she trembled with
terror AS he assembled the bluff she
killed her skirts and followed.
Who could Clara bea What manner
of woman was she to appoint u rem
devious like thisP II was a nasty, slip
perry. unpleasant place There was a
drinking saloon hard by. which
seemed to be full of rough men. S he
drew so near to her husband that she
could have touched his coat as they
passed this place, but he did
look around. Aud now it began to
rain in earnest, and the road they had
turned into seemed TO be two feet
deep with mud. and still Mr.. Elliot
marched on. She wore upon her feet
a pair OF patent. leather ties, and with
all this climbing and straining OF the
shoes the ribbons had come undonc.
Suddenly the mud caught Ut them
with that curious 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:
"Haloo!' said voice near her
whats the matter with you, young
woman?'
"I-nothingw gasped Mrs. Elliot A
large policeman stood before her.
This amt no place for Il young
woman to be kiting around alone" said
the policeman. Its dangerous il
you're u decent girl. What's hap
penedP Lost yourself ?"
Mo- said Mrs. Elliot I'm not
alone; there's my husband Frank,
Frank. Franlsm
Mr.. Elliot turned and walked back.
Left you behind. did |, Li,ziep" he
said.
You're mighty careful husband"
said the policeman, II do think" and
strobe away.
Then Mr.. Elliot, who was large
man. simply picked his little wife up
in his arms and carried her back TO
the grounds which encircled the tavern.
Here he set her down upon a wooden
platform. Then for n moment he
Vanished. and returned with glass OF
wine which he made Mrs. Elliot drink.
i've hired n cab" he said; "we'll
drive back to the ferry. It's too
stormy night to go looking for Clara;
besides, she's thousands Of miles
away"
"Claral'' cried Mrs. Elliot Don't
speak OF Clara-how dare you?"
"She very nearly ruined me, my
dear. ! threw away lots OF money on
her." said Mr.. Elliot, "but she is
looking up now. My dear, | know
you've boen rummaging my pockets
and reading my letters for two years,
but only found out what you sus-
pected when my mother told me that
you had asked her If had ever known
lady named Clara before ! met you.p