The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1889-06-01

her eye has caught the paper, and she
takes it up and reads that item about
'sMrs. Hutton" aloud.
dear me" she says quietly, 81 hadn
idea he wa married" Then, without q
frown or a sign or another word, she
falls to work again and draws for an
other hour. Ny poor legs! ! shall dropl
All my sympathies, too, wasted on that
heartless girl. She deserves to be an old
maid and / hope she will be. What on
earth can l dor The children will be at
home from school, and no dinner ready.
1t must be IL, and I've stood here two
good hours.
Dorothy, Dorothy come out for q
race" cries BERTHE at the open window.
Blessings on thee, barefoot boy" an
swers Dorothy, and starts.
/ start, too, and rush home to find my
hungry children. House is emptyl Have
they gone back to school? ] glance at
the clock. Ten o'clock. Mercy on me,
have / only been gone fifteen minutes
and suffered all these agonies?
Now, / suppose you will say I am a
very imaginative person, and you won't
listen to anything more that ] have to
say. Well, / can't tell Jou any more
about Dorothy. for my brother Isaac has
come, and he says that his wife is sick,
and he wants me to go and spend the
winter with them end shut up my house.
I've decided to go, for Dorothy isn't
worth watching, she is SO cold hearted.
No sentiment about her at all.
(Six months later.)
Isaac's wife Is a dreadful feeble thing,
and / was so busy I didn't have time to
think much about Dorothy. But in the
spring, Isaac went over to see if the house
was all right, and he said there was a
young fellow counting Dorothy. He said
he called on Mrs, Porter, and saw the
young man himself; said Mrs. Porter
called him Roy, but his last name was
Dutton.
"Hutton, you mean," cried ]. "Roy
Hutton. R. P. Hutton. Unjust go home
and see about it. 1t is a wicked shame;
that girl is deceiving her mother, and the
man has one wife already"
Nonsense" said Isaac; shave you ever
seen him?',
+ ! didn't take much notice of Isaac, but
-
left the children and started home.
/ opened the house and made myself
comfortable, and then dropped in to see
Mrs. Porter. 1 hadn't been there more
than ten minutes before Mrs. Porter
said:
81 suppose you know Dorothy is en-
gaged?~
II should think she'd be ashamed
said ], getting angry, .'to engage herself
to maj that has one wife already, but
] suppose they'll live in Utah.
"What do you mean?' said Mrs. Por-
ter, turning red in the face like a turkey
gobbler.
"Why," said I, very loud, Dorothy
knows he's married; she saw about his
wife in the paper" wasn't going to be
put down by Mrs. Porter, not !.
II don't believe one word of it!n cried
Mrs. Porter.
"Ask Dorothy" said I, thinking that
would convince her.
Then AIRS. Porter was mad, and how
she did talk. She told mo that / was a
meddlesotne gossip, interfering with
other peoples business instead of staying
at home to take care of my children, and
well, just at that moment Dorothy and
Roy anne in, and Dorothy looked from
one to the other and said:
whats the natter"
ssWhy, this woman here" said Mrs.
Porter, as if she could think of nothing
quite contemptuous enough to call me,
''says that Roy is married, and that you
know it.n
"You have made some queer mistake"
said Dorothy, as pleasantly as possible.
won't you tell us all you know about
it?''
/ was so thunderstorm at the way
Dorothy took it that I could not say a
word.
"Come, come, ] want 10 know when !
married and whoml" said the young
man, laughing.
'sYou ought to know" said !, indig-
nantly, "Im sure I don't. I saw In the
paper about Mrs. r. P. Hutton staying
at the Vendome, and ! knew Dorothy
had been writing a good many letters to
Mr.. Hutton, and I thought she mightn't
know he was married, and so I showed
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to you just the same"
"Who is this fellow" cried Roy fierce
ly, turning to Dorothy.
my cousin" said Dorothy, "four or
five times removed, who is writing a
history of the family and wanted infor-
nation about u particular branch.
And now she continued, turning to
me, .allow me to introduce Mr.. Roy
Button, who is no relation to Mr.. Reuben
Hutton, and who is not married.
"Yet," interrupted the young man,
''but is going to be soon," and the saucy
fellow actually kissed Dorothy before us
both.
"You don't seem TO mind being kissed,
Dorothy" said I severely.
"No," said Roy, ''she's had that pleas
ure before"
They both looked so good natured that
/ couldn't help saying:
II hope you'll be very happy"
"We intend to-" returned the young
man, and then we all laughed, and I
shook hands with Mrs. Porter, and I
thought of saying Forgive me-" but the
words stuck in my throat. Still ! think
she understood, for she offered me some
d~oughnuts for my tea that night.