The Springdale news., 1889-08-09
the table, he proceeded to make his toilet.

on the platform with lantern, and asked to be directed to the house Of Mrs. Widgeon.
 What Mrs Widgcon, sir?"
 "l do not know. This lady lives in large house near the station, l am told.n
 There never was but ono Mrs. Widgeon in Short Hills that I ever heard of, sir. That was old Wilder Widgcon, who's been dead nigh on to ten year. There's her house. sure enough, that big one just beyond the bend in the road. Her married daugh- ter lives there now. There's nobody else of that name here, unless it's some of the summer boarders, and it's bit early for thcm,n
 That's quecr," murmured the little man. Well that must be the house. Thanks" said he, starting off down the road.
 Ten minutes later lady, heavily vailed, emerged from the gloom at the other end of the platform and ap- preached the same old man.
 Can you direct me to the residence of Mrs. Widgcon?" she asked, in d mysterious voice.
 What, another one?" chuckled the old station master. The widder seems to be in demand tonight
 Do you know, or do you not?" asked the lady, sharply.
 Well, ma'am, 1 reckon l know as we'll as any body else around these parts. Many days work I've done for the Widder Widgeon.
 'It is large house near the station, is it not? Which way am I to go?"
 'Yes-yes, that's just what the gent said, but you'll find the party as you're lookin' for in very small house now, not more'n six by two, in the cemetry just back of the church yon- der
 "In the cemetery at this hour. Is- is any one with her?'
 Yes, ma'am, the old man is right alongside. They agree much better there than they did in the flesh, when they lived in the big houso'
 The man is intoxicated, she mur- murcd. No, Hiram has discovered the loss of the note, and, thinking he may be followed, has bribed this old scCundrcl to throw mo off the track.
 Fl will find the place for myself" :" shc said aloud, and walked rapidly down the road.
 Good luck to you, lam, " the old fellow called after her.
 "Perfidious monster" said Mrs. Cad wallader to herself. 'lt was all could do to restrain myself from de- nouucing him on the train. How smil- ing and snug he looked! Little did he know who was so near him. To think of my having been so deceived in him all these years. l wonder who the creature is. Perhaps he is really mar ried to hcr, and I-oh, horrible! This must be the place" She entered the gate, and, hearing q step on the walk, concealed herself in the shrubbery.
 Her husband was there.
 The big house looked very dark to Mr Cadwalladcr as he walked up the avenue of trees leading to it. He rang the bells several times before head protrudcd from an upper window and a female voice called: "Who's therc?'
 'Is this Mrs. Widgcon's hou5e?" he asked
 'Yes-what do you want?'
 "Is the lady at home?"
 Mrs Widgcon is dead"
 An! I beg pardon. Is-ah, Mrs Brown in?'
 No, Sir; she don't live here"
 'I5 Mrs. Cadwallader here?"
 "Who?n
 Mrs Cadwallader.'
 II don't know her.
 Mr. Cadwallajcr was silent for a moment He was at loss what to say. The window closed with bang.
 "Humph! that's cool. We'll, I've done all can Henrietta will have to get home now the best way she can"
 He passed down the walk.
 II wonder if ought to wait for her, he said aloud. "Pshaw, no I'll go back to the station and inquire if she had been seen. If can't find out any thing here, I'll go back to Philadel- phia."
 'Hiramw voice called softly.
 'Eh- what's that?'
 A lady stepped out from the dark ness; her face was concealed by a heavy vail.
 'Oh, l was so afraid you weren't coming she said in whisper.
 ''Is that you, my dear? What are you doing out hcre-why aren't you in the housc?"
 ''I was so afraid"
 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 vail mean? Has any thing happcncd?'
 ''Oh, l had a foolish fancy that you might have dropped my note, and that your-that somebody might find it and discover us.
 Discover us? Has she gone crazy or have IF" Mir. Cadwallader mur- mured.
 "Oh, Hiram, I have feared lately that you were growing cold toward me. When can we have done with these secret meetings and l be acknowl- edged publicly as your wifeP'
 Mr. Cadwallader was now thorough ly alarmed He thought his wife was out of her head, and that she had wan dercd away from home in that condi- tion. He took her hand, and, drawing her toward the gate, said soothingly; Come, my love, come with me, and we will go home"
 And then you will not leave me any more?"
 No. no; shall not leave you. :"
 ''Win your other wife come there?"