The Russellville Democrat., 1889-08-01
HIRAM'S TWO WIVES.
A Case in Which a Look Should
 Have Preceded the Leap.

Mir Hiram Cadwallader ran lightly up the steps of his house in Washing ton Square one afternoon in May A compactly-builtl little man of forty-fve years, with a round, smooth face and merry twinkle in his eye, he looked fully ten years younger than he was.
 .Is Mrs. Cadwallader at home, Nan nie?n he inquired of the trim maid servant in the hall.
 "No, sir; she went out about two o'clock"
 Are there any letters, Nannie?'
 "Yes, sir in your room on the dresser, sir
 Thank you. Do you know where Mrs. Cadwallader went?'
 No. sir. E
 He ran upstairs. whistling an air from 'Barbe Bleu. and took up sev- eral letters from the dresser. Two for Mrs. e. he soliloquized; Hook like bills; here are some wedding cards, Bennie De Forests, l suppose, and here is letter from Cynthia. What important communication, re- quiring four cents postage, has she now to make, I wonder. '
 He opened the letter, and ran rapid ly through the first of the closely written sheets: "Preveuted from writing lately on account of lumbago-may go to the White mount aims this summer-poor Mr. Pettio. rector in trouble again-used incense Easter morning-some busybody com piained to the Bishop--have been thinking so much lately of poor, dear Helen" (Here Mr, Cadwallader slightly knit his brows) ''I can hardly believe that it is fifteen years since-h'm-h'm-do you remember that little sole-leather trunk of my fathers which Helen had after she married you? came across it in the attic yesterday, where it is stored with many other relies of by-gone happy days"
 ''Oh, thought so,n groaned Mir. Cadwallader. ''Why is she forever harplng on the old relics of by-gone days? Why cant people let such things pass away with the by-gone days? Bahi'
 He flung the letter impatiently from him, and began walking up and down.
 Miss Cynthia OIds was the sister of the first Mrs Cadwallader Mir. Cad wallader was model husband during his first wife's lifetime, and when she died he mourned her sincerely for two years, and then consoled himself with a second wife. He never knew what became of the effects of the first Mrs Cadwallader, and, without the slightest disrespect 10 her memory, he never had taken the trouble to inquire He simply thought nothing about the matter.
 Mr. Cadwallader took up the letter again and pat 1t in kIs pocket "Ihe rest of this will keep for another time he muttered What's this?' as a folded bit of paper lying on the dresser caught his eye. He opened it and saw few lines written in pencil; DEAREST HIRAM;
 am not feeling quite wen 10 day, and Mrs. Brown has persuaded me that ltte tr.p Into the country would do mo good. she Is going 10 take me with her t0 Short HiIS for the day. She has an aunt Mrs Wideeoa, l4Tiug there, and we will stay to dinner. Could you come for me this evening on the eight o' clock tralni With hundred kisses.
 YOUR LOVING WIFE
 p. s-Mrs Widgeon lives ln a large house near the station and Mrs, Brown says any body can direct you
 What does she mean by galloping of to Jersey, wonder, when the last thing she said Co me was not to forget the Wheaueighs' reception tonight Not feeling we'll" She was the picture ol health this morning. And who is Mrs. Brow3 There's some, thing behind those hundred kisses; she js not ordinarily so lavish I'm glad Go see she is paying some atten- ton at last to what have said Co het about her handwriting. and has drop. ped that moastrous angular scrawl Yes, she is evidently making au effort to please me wonder what it Is she wants r1 have to go, Of course. fMr 1.uwal lader stood a little bi. iI
 of his handsome wife.J Tu just
 ss now and go and dine at the club
 Leaving the poe if9M his vie 8l