The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1890-02-20

said, Mrs. Cassidy was very healthy.
She did not faint. Instead, she uttered
full-lunged, resounding shrek, and
threw herself into his arms
''Oh, Toni" she sobbed, tom, Tom!
How did you come to life again?"
Haven't been dead" said Mr.. Cas-.
sidy, land 1 cabled. Good heavens,
what mass of black Grape you are
"You wouldn't-have-l me-not
to mourn for you. Toni" sobbed Mrs.
Cassidy. when I-I-thought 1 was
dying-1 managed to say-de-de-deepest
black there is"
But didn't want to be mourned for!'
said Mr.. Cassidy.
II didn't put it on until they found
you" sobbed Mrs. Cassidy. "You looked
so dreadful I didn't know you, but you
were identified. Jack identified you,
and there's the handsomest shaft owe,
your remainsr'
81 haven't any as yeti" said Mr.. Cas-
sidy. "Why are you here? Why are
those strange people in our house?'
Jack sold it for me, and settled your
business up and brought me here. He
was very, very good in my aftlictionl"
said Mrs. Cassidy.
"You haven't been in affliction!" said
Mr.. Cassidy.
II thought was. It's all the same
thing. I've been through every thing
said Mrs. Cassidy.
"And you seem to thrive on It'll" said
her husband, angrily. You're a very
blooming widow, indeed. And that
busybody, Jack, has been putting me
out of the way as speedily as possible,
ettling my misunderstanding my home,
indeed! And cabled to YOU"
II don't know what you mean by
cabling" said Mrs. Cassidy. "But 1
know that to 60 off that way was ter
rible thing. Without word or hint.
Tricking me, frightening me. If you'd
been i'll or met with an accident-but to
60 off and neoer send a word all this
time. can never forgive you.''
'Oh!" said Mr.. Cassidy. "You never
got the cablegram?"
IF it's like telegram, l never did"
said Mrs. Cassidy. "Why, Tom, have
you been to Europe?"
''Pve been to England" said Mr.
Cassidy. "You see, as l went down the
street with the oyster can, I heard a
carriage behind me and it stopped, and
somebody called me-'Cassidyv I
stopped. 1t was Billings-you know
Billings? Jump in says he; want to
talk to you, and Pm in hurry
$50 in jumped. He told me he was
going on board a steamship-the
Spread Eagle-and that as there'd been
delay, she'd start about three in the
morning, and he wanted me to see him
off. Well, Selma, l couldn't say no
Billings is my particular friend-and I
went with him. Knew you'd excuse
me, and went on board, and we looked
at his state-room, and we-had a bottle
or two of ale and-well, then I said !
must 60, and he went out of the
state-room to get a card to write his
London address on, and l thought I'd
try whether his berth was comfortable,
and l stretched out on it. 1t had little
blue curtains to it. that drew up and
down. drew tb.m down.
well, Selma, that's the last 1 knew
until it was broad day. walked up to
find Billings looking at me.
HE had come back, and, as the cur
tains hid me, supposed I'd gone off.
Felt angry that l didn't say goodbye,
went on deck to see the last of land
and was just going to bed himself.
There was a pretty kettle of fish; I'd
been carried off. sent for the captain.
He was like rock; inclined to believe
me sort of stowaway at first. raved,
l roared, made a spectacle of myself
before strangers; but when people I'M
derstood that left wife who expected
mo home in ten minutes and my bust
ness at skies and sevens they COM
passionated me. If we'd met the right
steamer l could have got home, but we
didn't. went to England. Good Lord!
how wretched Eve been! I had to Dor
row Billings shirts and stockings. had
enough with me to pay my passage back,
but hid that. cabled instantly on
my arrival, and I came back by the first
steamer. And now I find-well, find
I'm dead-dead and buried. I'll kill
Jack first, and then 60 and drown my
self"
But Mrs. Cassidy unde rstood now.
She had taken of her bonnet and vail,
and she was petting him and crying
over him as if he had been baby; and
begging him to tell her it was not all a
dream. And then, a ring at the bell.
And there was Jack, with Grape
around his hat and prayer-book in his
hand.
He took his "blowing-up" quietly,
and wrote q paragraph for next morn
ing's papers while it was going on, head
ing it: -.
THE DEAD ALIvEi
HAPPY RETURN OF THOMAS CASSIDY.
And he once more took time by the
forelock.
He unsettled the business, bought
back the house and furniture, induced
the stone mason to take back, at slight
reduction, the shaft which marked the
grave of the poor drowned tramp who
had been identified as Mr.. Cassidy, and
had the satisfaction of restoring his
friends to their old quarters as by magic.
And 50, one evening, as the two sat
together IN their little parlor, Mr.. Cas-
dy said to his wife:
''Selina, we haven't had these oysters
yet If you'll see to the frying-pan I'll
60 and get some. And swear I'll not
mysteriously disappear this time"
He did not. And as they ate the fritz
tiers Mrs. Cassidy declared that it was
all exactly like dream, a horrible
dream, that she could not bear to think
about-Mary Kyle Dallas, in N. Y.
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