Sacramento daily record-union., 1889-06-08
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all l can Henrietta will have to get
home now the best way she can
He passed down the walk.
az wonder if ought to wait for her.
he said aloud ''Pshaw, no! I'll 20 back
to the station and inquire if she has been
seen. If | can't ind out anything there,
I'll 90 back to New York"
Hiram !" a voice called softly.
Eh-what's that?'
A lady stepped out from the darkness;
her face was concealed by a heavy veil.
ooh, | was so afraid you weren't COM
ing" she said in a whisper.
Is that you, my dear? what are you
doing out here-why aren't you IN the
house~
l was so afraid
g Afraid of what? ?"
Afraid we might be followed
Why, who would follow US? why do
you speak in that voice, and what does
that heavy veil mean? Has anything hap
pened :"
% Oh, l had foolish fancy that you
might have dropped my note, and that
your-that somebody might find it and
discover US"
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have | ?" Mr.. Csdwal,ader mdrmured.
"0h, Hiram have feared lately that
you were growing cold toward me when
can we have done with these secret meet
ings and I be acEnowled publicly as your
wife ~
Mr.. Cadwallader was now thoroughly
alarmed. lie thought his wife was out Of
her head, and that she had wandered
away from home III that condition. He
took her hand, and drawing her toward
the gate, aid soothingly; Come, my
Iove-come with me, and We will go
home
And then YOU will not leave me any
more ?"
" No, no, l shall moi leave you.'
"WiIl your other wife come there ?'
No, indeed, oh, no, said Mr. Cadwal-
lader, willing to reassure her by any
means.
"You are not really married to her, are
you, Hiram ?'
Certainly not, he replied, still draw
ing her along.
"She only thinks So
eyes, she only thinks SO, said the I'M
happy man.
"Suppose She should appear here now"
said his companion, shrinking back.
Come along. dear, shan't let anyone
harm you
But what would YOU dc" she persisted.
ia drive her away"
"You would, would you - and with a
backward Aing Of the veil Mrs. Cadwa.iader
displayed her face pale with righteous in
dignation and drew herself up 10 her full
height "Well, sir, here she Is
Henrietta, what does this mean -
gaspsd her husband
"It means, sir" she cried. "ihat an in
iured wife has discovered your villainy,
that She has tracked you here, and heard
your repudiation OF her from your own
lips Now drive her away or strike her 10
the earth, you are quite capable OF it"
Henrietta, are YOU really mad, or are
you acting ?' he asked angrily.
"Oh, no doubt you will say ! am mad {;
possibly you might escape justice through
such heinous charge did 1 not h-ld the
proof of your peridv in the paper written
by the woman who calls herself your wife
Bigamist p
"Bigamist? 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 shall cry for help"
How can | tell what it Is in this light,
when you shake it under my nose and
then snatch it away? 1t looks like the
note you wrote yourself which brought
me down here on this FOOLS errand"
Mrs Cadwallader smiled with fine sar-
casm.
"Oh, wrote it myself did !? 1t is so
very like my hand. Oh, has such a clumsy
deceiver contrived to hide his true self
from me during all these years"
a confess the handwriting IS better
than yours" coolly replied her husband,
who was now thoroughly angry; but l
am not aware Of anyone else who is priv
ileged to sign herself in that Manner
Monster! can you taunt me with my
handwriting at such 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 intimate,
you did not write me to meet YOU here,
| some one has been playing practical Joke
on us. 1t will not help matters for us to
stand and bay at one another on the high
way of this respectable village. | am going
to catch the next train back to New York.
! advise you to come with me-"
| Mrs Cadwallader felt that if she did not
comply he would walk of and leave her
standing there, which would be a most un-
( digniied situation for her.
i will accompany you, sir, for the sake
! Z - Il, .
you to speak to me-
Mr. Cadwallader obeyed her to the let
ter. lie lit a cigar, and Henrietta walked
by his side in dignihed silence. Arrived
at the station he inquired when the next
train left for New York.
In three-quarters of an hour, SIR re.
piled his friend Of the lantern. Did You
find the widder, sir or ma'am p
Without replying 10 the question the
! husband and wife entered the waiting
room. 1t was empty. How could Mr.
/ Cadwallaier stand three-quarters of an
| hour alone in the room with that sphinx
like figgre, who, he felt, was regarding
| him with reproachful ewes from behind
| her veil? If he only had newspaper
| STAY, there was CynthiaS letter, which he
| had pu; in his pocket, thinking he might
read it on the train. lie could consume
fifteen minutes over that. lie moved over
to the other side of the room under a
lamp and took out the letter. Henrietta
| sat motionless as before. Then for while
/ there was no sound but the ticking of the
! clock and the rustling Of the paper as Mr.
Cadwallader turned the pages.
A whistle from her husband caused
Henrietta TO start. He stood up and came
toward her. No, she would not speak to
him.
My dear" he said in dry tone, a
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 deplored
that a sister Of my first wife still survives.
! VIII YOU kindly glance over this page of q
letter l received from Cynthia this after.
noon. which | have read for the first time
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