The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1889-08-30

"Oh, Iwrote it myself, did I? 1t is
so very like my hand. Oh, how has
such q clumsy deceiver contrived to
hide his true self from me during all
these years!"
II confess the handwriting is better
than yours" coolly replied her hns-
band, who was now thoroughly angry;
"but I nm not aware Of any one who is
privileged to sign herself in that man
Ier."
Monster! can you taunt me with my
handwriting at such a time? Oh, what
n 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 hero,
some n has been playing a practical
joke on us. 1t will not help matters for
us to stand an bay at one another on
the highway of this respectable village.
l am going to catch the next train back
to Philadelphia. I advise you to come
with me-"
Mr.. Cadwallader felt that if she did
not comply he would walk off and
leave her standing there, which would
be a most undigniied situation for her.
II will accompany you, sir, for the
sake of appearance" she said, "but I
forbid Won tO cDaaEy tO mo-"
Mr.. Cadwallader obeyed her to the
letter. He lit a cigar, and Henrietta
walked by his side in dignified silence.
Arrived at the station he inquired when
the next train left for Philadelphia.
"in t~hree-quarters of an hour, sir"
replied his friend of the lantern. "Did
you find the wilder, sir, or ma'am?"
Without replying to the question the
husband and wife entered the waiting
room. 1t was empty. How could Mr..
Cadwallader stand three-quarters of an
hour alone in the room with that sphinx
like figure, who, he felt, was regarding
him with reproachful eyes from behind
her veil? If he only had a newspaper.
Stay, there was Cynthia's letter, which
he had put in his pocket, thinking he
might read it on the train. He could
consume fifteen minutes over that. He
moved over to the other side of the room
under q lamp and took out the letter.
Henrietta sat motionless as before.
Then for a 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 a dry tone, g
=. think that never before during the eigh
years Of marriage have l had occa
e sion to remind you hat you had a pre-
0 decessor. Though there is nothing t
regret in this fact, it is, l think, deepl
to be deplorcd that a sister of my tir-
" wife still survives. Will you kindl
glance over this page of a letter I +.
Is ceived from Cynthia this a~fternoo
6 which I have read for the first time til.
moment?"
Henrietta thought to herself: g
shall pay no attention to him." The
she took the letter. Mr.. Cadwallade
had opened it SO the passage about tn
little sole-lcatller trunk was uppermost
Henrietta read: while looking ovcl
1 some sacred mementoes which had long
been cherished there l found this note
from dear Helen to you which Thought
you ought to have. l we'll remember
the day when she and Annie Brown
went down to Short Hills. 1t was thu
0 very day old Mr.. Widgeon had hi
$ stroke of apoplexy, coming so sadl,
g sudden as it did. The two girls wer,
there at the time, and remember hear
Il ing her tell how Mrs. Widgeon carried
t on
4 "Why, Hiram, her this note wa
from"
L "Ies, this is the note Helen wrot
me at the time, though l don't remem
t Der a word about it. 1t must hav,
dropped out Of Cynthia's letter."
{ And to think Of the base suspicion:
! I harbored! Hiram, I can never for
give Cynthia Odds for this. I believ,
, she did it on purpose. T can't tell 70,
y how / suffered since / found that lettel
l on your table"
!, Don't wrong poor Cynthia, my dear
| I'm sure you must have been very
: much upset to apply such epithets tc
y your husband as bigam-"
"Hush, hush!" she said soothingly.
laying her hands on her lips. cob.
Hiram, forgive NE! If I We're sure
that nobody was looking, I'd"
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