The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1889-08-03

hyde. who was satisfied that the
eyes of the company were riveted on
his bad fitting coat and the shiny eI-
bows. The bridal couple took the
train for Houston.
Young Mrs. Palmer managed to
get rid of some of her superhuous
mOdesty when the happy couple We're
seated in the palace car. She leaned
her head on the breast of her hus-
band's coat, or rather on the breast
of Thompson HXde's coat.
Ransom, do you ever smoke ?''
she asked. suddenly.
"No, Darling, never-that is, not
often. Have you ever seen me with
a cigar ?'
"What is that hard thing in the
breast pocket OF your coat ?''
"That is my memorandum book
honey.n
's'T I hooks 'fesys nNchiassif ysu were
trying to deceive me-" she replied ;
and, before he could object, she had
reached III his pocket and drawn out
a cigar case, on one side of which
was embroidered, in large red letters,
"To my darling"
$50 you do smoke after all? But -
er-who did the embroidering on this
cigar caSe?"
"That is not my cigar case" said
Palmer, trying to look indifferent,
cit belongs to IA frien Of mine"
Il don't believe you," said young
Mrs. Palmer, as she closed her fin
gers tightly on a letter, which. to-
gether with Il fine white handkcr
chief she had taken from his pocket
unseen by him.
Five minutes later the train stop
ped at a railroad station, and Palmer
got out of the Car to get his wife some
refreshments. She utilized the OPP
portunity TO open the letter. Ii was
written in small female hand ana
signed, "YOur ever loving Amelia"
To say that Mrs. Palmer was eXas.
! perated was to Use ridiculOu3ly inad-
euuato language. She was in per-
feet rage. The husband when he re-
| turned with the lemonade, was
somewhat astonished at the feroclty
| of her expression.
"Htr re is some nice lemonade. We
will not arrive at our destination fol
several hours yet"
81 am very much obliged to yOu,'
said the young wife, with great dig
nifty, II am going to get off righ
here"
"You are going to get off! The
train is going off in minute. What
do you mean? We will be left"
"H0u will be left, for | am going
home to my mother, where l spent
the happy days of my childhOod," ,"
and she burst into tears.
Louisa !" exclaimed the husband,
disagreeably surprised.
"You are sneak, Il deceiver. l
will not have anything more to do
with you. Oh, you vile, vile Wretch!'
Calm yourself, my dear" said the
young husband.
"YOu can go to your dear Amelia,
if YOU want to-" she replied, with
Whithcring sarcasm.
"Who is she ?"
"What does this mean, villain ~
said Mrs. Palmer, producing the On-
nous document from her pocket, and
shaking it under her husbands nose.
Mr.. Palmer looked at the letter and
seemed to be yerv much surprised.
"Louisa," he said, 81 suppose |
should have told you about it before,
but it is not too late now"
"Oh, | know what it is! | always
suspected it. You have got another
wife! Why didn't | die before | be-
came the victim Of so heartlesS a
wretch ?"
Not quite, answered Mr.. Palmer.
"but you see the tailor didn't have
my coat ready for the wedding, so l
had to borrow Mr.. Hyde's coat in n
hurry, ana all these letters and this
cigar case belong to him."
"Oh, Ransom ~
"Oh. Louisa "-AIer. Z. Street, IN
Ark0nSd3C IrdUeLer.