The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1894-03-16
Miscellanen1ts.
FIVE WEEKS MARRIED.

| V-@INO lVINlhINiIOs
George. what are you going to do
with all those latch-keys ~ said young
Mrs. Brown to her husband. She was
only five weeks married, and one week
mistress of fiat in New York apart
ment- house, SO she had the right to
ask questions. and have them answer
ed, too.
George spread the keys out on the
table.
That's for you," and he pushed
one toward her; five for myself"
"Why five for you p said the little
woman, with a pout, which became
her very much.
| "Well, you see," he answered, "if l
only kept one and gave you the others,
you would lose them all in turn with
! feminine carelessness then some day
| would lose mine, and so it would de-
pend on you whether got in or not
| 80 men are so extremely clever ~
said Mrs. Brown, mockingly.
"Well, you must admit | have you
| here and he tossed the keys in his
| hand.
The young woman addressed shook
her head wisely, and nothing more
was said about the keys.
Not very long after that, George had
| to go out of town, and was to be kept
away until very late.
by the by" he said, as they sat at
breakfast, IF your mother comes down
to-day, you ought to go back with
her You will be very lonely here this
evening. 1t might even be better if
you remain up there all night"
"Perhaps,n said Mrs. Brown, as he
kissed her and went away.
1t was one o'clock the next morning
when he got back to town, and at half
past he was at the door of his fiat.
'She not go up to her mother,
after ALL he said to himself, as he
looked up to the transom, from which
not glimmer of light came; Il am
very glad she would have been anX-
ious about my being so late"
| He deposited his travelling bag on
the floor and produced his keys. But
] the door refused to be opened by the
little Yale key. He turned and twist
ed it burned his fingers with matches
examining it; turned it gently and
twisted it vigorously, but the thing
would not turn as it ought to in the
lock. Then he swore like trooper,
and ended by sitting down on the
stairs and wiping the perspiration
from his forehead.
"Well, I'm hanged if this isn't in
teresting = he exclaimed.
After awhile he got up like giant
refreshed, and proceeded to make
last effort AS he shook and even
kicked the obstinate door, he heard Il
grutf voice from below.
whats all that row about?''
81 can't get into my rooms" growl-
ed Brown over the stairs at man
who came up with light. This was
Brown; 81 want to get into those
rooms of mine, and this blooming key
won't open the door,
The janitor took the key and tried
his hand at it.
"Why, this key doesn't belong to
this lock at all, +" he said, taking it out.
II tell you it does" said Brown,
angrily; ...
had just better get out of this. 1t
strikes me you have come to the wrong
house. Queerer things than that have
happened before now. The last JAM
tor told me to look out for such as
you"
do you mean that | am trying on
queer business - burst in Brown, with
his last remnant of temper utterly
gone; these are my rooms; my wife
is away, and | must get in, l tell YOU
Il don't know you, and am not GO
ing to lose my job for you. You will
Just have to get out" said the other.
by the collar and threw him down
stairs. The janitor picked himself
up, and ran down the street to get
policeman The other hurried after
him on precisely the same Grand.
Now, Mrs. Brown had not gone to
her mothers at all. While her irate
husband. was fumbling at the door,
she had been sitting in the parlor, lis
tening to his efforts and laughing soft
ly to herself She was aware she
heard another voice Then came the
noise of something failing, which quite
put an end to her amusement.
A little white robed figure opened
the door and looked out, but there
was nobody there, and nobody down
stairs-nothing but Georges bag ly-
ing on the floor. What should she do?
She did not know anybody in the
other flats. Perhaps George would
come back soon. At any rate she
made up her mind that she could do
nothing but wait.
The hours passed by until it was
eight o'clock, and she was in a state
of terror. At about nine a police
man came for her. He said her hus-
band was up at the police court, and
sent him to fetch her, though without
much expectation of finding her there
Brown was put forward just as she
! got in the court. The little woman
hurried down the aisle followed by
the burly messenger. 1t was seldom
that so dainty n figure appeared in
that dingy place. The listless public
on the benches stared at her. The big
policeman opened the wicket to let
her pass with as much Difference as if
she were the greatest lady in the land.
"Come up here" said the judge,
putting on his glasses and looking at
her with great interest.
The little woman came forward.
i'Do you know the prisoner p
Little Mrs. Brown half smiled
through the tears that more than
threatened to come into her brown
eyes.
'Where do you live ?"
cat one thousand and one, West
Forty-ninth street"
THAT is very strange said the jus
tice; he is charged with trying to
break into a fiat in that very house
last night and with assaulting the
janitor. -
ooh. it is all la mistake" half sobbed
Mrs, Brown. at is all my fault.
: George and | were talking about
! about latch-keys, and he said men
were much cleverer than women so
GOT nv brother, when he called yes
: ferday, to change the lock. 1t was a
Joke. | only wanted to keep him out
side for a few minutes, and-and-oh,
! dear am so sorry