The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1890-05-02


of "'Dudy."
When New York lady, and more
particularly young lady, amuses her.
self with pet dog, it is safe to infer that
she has nobody else with whom she be
familiar-no child, no lover and no
husband. From the fact that the lady
is dressed in black and seems to be in
fine spirits, it is also safe, comparative
ly speaking, to infer that she is a
widow.
And why should Mrs. jackson not be
happy? She had never loved her late
husband. She was forced to marry him
by her parents, and she suffered mar
tyrdom, as much from his sporadic af-
fections as from his insane jealousy.
Now that his life of dissipation and
cruelty was over why should she not
indulge in the innocent pleasures of
life from which she has been shut out
by her exacting husband? Her period
of ''mitigated affiiction"-for it could
not we'll be called "a heavy bereave-
ment"-would soon be over, and then
she could go to balls and theaters, and
into society.
Mrs. jackson had maid, Fanny, who
was thoroughly devoted to her mistress,
and who also had what might be called
a very level head. Fanny was in the
habit of imparting advice to her mis-
tress, and, generally speaking, it was
very good advice.
IF were YOU" said Fanny, ST would
not think of going into society for the
present"
"And why not?' asked the widow.
''You know" replied Fanny, "that
you are only to receive the interest on
your late husbands fortune. The prin-
cipal goes to his wealthy uncle. Now,
this uncle dotted on his worthless
nephew, your late husband. This
wealthy uncle is going to call on you
to-day. If he finds that you have al
ready forgotten your late husband he
will probably retain the money, but if
he finds that you are a disconsolate
widow, and are still bewailing your loss,
he may refuse to accept the money, and
you will be very wealthy. At any rate
the experiment is worth trying. You
must bury your face in your handker-
chief and sob like "a good fellow
"You are quite right, Fanny, but the
trouble is that can't look sorry to save
my life"
''If you could only make your eyes
look red as fyou had been weeping it
might have a good effect"
at is impossible for me to affect emo
tions that / do not feel. Besides, / de-
spise money"
'You may despise money, but you can
not be Indifferent to the things that can
be purchased for money. With money
you can go to Europe, or you can have
your own carriage and horses; you
might even marry a secondhand En-
glish Duke; and remember that your
own fortune is limited"
I'll do the best can, but / am afraid
that my grief will be SO plainly artif-
cial that nobody will be deceived" re-
piled Mrs. jackson.
just then the bell rang and the rich
uncle of the late Mr.. jackson was an
nounced. Fanny showed him into the
parlor and said that Mrs. jackson would
appear in few minutes.
'Now," said Fanny to herself, ''what
shall 1 do? If she does not look like a
weeping Niobe she will lose 5000, 900
and she no more looks like an incon.
solable widow than do. Ha! 1 have an
| idea"
Mrs. Jackson's weakness was dogs.
When she appeared on the streets she
was accompanied by half dozen canine
pets of as many differant breeds, but
her chief pet was the little skye-terrier,
Dudy, already mentioned.
Dudy happened to be in the hall.
Fannie seized him and gave his stumpy
tail cruel twist. Then she bit the
bowling dogs ear, and shut him up in
the almost air-tight refrigerator; where
his bowls could not be heard on the out
| side.
On hearing the piteous howls of the
dog Mrs. jackson rushed out of her room
| in mortal terror.
Whats happened to Dudy?"
HE is dead" replied Fanny, hyster-
ically. HE was frisking about, and he
slipped through the banisters and fell