The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1890-07-17
VOLUME XXXI.-NO. A

new one. know one snop closes 1T !. on SAT
urday, but if you can leave your Office with
me when call for You. little before l:31, We
can do il. Your afectionste wife
ELIZA JOHNSON.
..P. Slave your check-book in your pock-
Now why, in the name of fortune,
Mrs. Charles johnson, who. as her
letter shows, is a woman of decided
purpose when it suits her. could not
have made up her mind to have the
sealskin before | left home that morn
ing. and why she could have grudged
sixpence for telegram. | do not know.
/ have spoken to her about it, and all
she says Is that in future she will
visit me without any warning at all.
| read her note, and at once grasped
the fact that my wife might come in
at any moment. The presence of a
stranger, even Of my wife, who is
really in her way very kind woman,
would of course have been unwelcome
to my typewriter in her distress; so |
said, without looking up;
Il will not press YOU further today,
Gertrude; but on Monday | shall eX-
pect to be treated with more conf
dence. / am expecting some one here
On I'LL poItdhI pli liNate DuoiHcos, 81 YOU
NAV 90 at once"
She made no answer. and | could
hear her breath coming in short, quick
pants. | turned to look at her. She
was standing with parted lips and
widely staring eyes, her tear-stained
face tightly pressed against the window
pane. took her by the hand; then
she turned, uttering a cry:
Charlie, Charlie, my darling!'
At the moment she did so-in fact, be-
fore the words left her lips-I was
consious of the door opening. and that
my wife was there and must have heard
her with so much surprise as myself,
and even more horror. But before
another word could be said there was
Il rush across the room. an ink-pOt Il
pen or two, 4 Sheaf OF letters, and Il
typewriter (the machine) were lying
overturned upon the floor, and Il type
writer (the Operator) had dashed into
small closet where she kept her hat
and cloak, seized them, and, almost
upsetting my wife in her flight, van
ished downstairs. her little heels clat-
tering in wild tattoo on the stone
tagged stairs. Then Il scene took
place which was only the prelude to
the ordeal have spoken of. y was
useless for me to argue and avei that
| was innocent myself, and as unaNs are
of any passion for me INDUCED in by
my typewriter Ca mere clerk as / re-
peatedly said) as | was of any insanity
in her family or in her individual con-
stitution. Now l suppose the worst of
my misery has been practically put 80
end to by the following letter-not
ypewritten-which | have Just re-
ceived at the office and am taking home
to show my wife:
DEAR MR.. JOHNSON: Ihope you did not
think me quite crazy when [ left you so adj
ruptly Saturday. especially after your very
kind conversation with me. The reason of
my anxiety and sadness WAS that the man
had been engaged to for two years COM
ing home from Australia, and his ship was
much overdue, owing to the gales. He never
let me know lie had arrived. but went straight
to my home and followed me to the city to
find your office, where | him from the
window, which was the cause of my hurried
exit. | shall not have to typewrite any more,
and dare say You have discharged me; but
you have been so very kind to that must
come, with him, that we may both thank you
personally, and also rem We the remains of
the typewriter | think ! shattered in my
flight. When / do come | shall be Mrs. Charles
Webster. Thanking you again and again for
your great kindness and sympathy. yours
truly. GERTRUDE KING"
Well. there is her letter; it speaks
for itself, and | must show it to my
wife and convince her of my innocence
But | do wish it said little less about
my kindness; in this censorious world
natural humanity is liable to miscon-
struction.-.St. Jan,es'S Budget.