The morning news., 1894-05-10

band to retire without me, and there
sat-waiting and watching for that which
| could not have explained, yet which 1
felt was bound 10 happen.
just as neghboring clock announced
the half hour after midnight a cab drew
up across the way. / was all attention In
a minute. Yes. il WAS the couple | was
looking for. Evidently she had found
him, and evidently, too. for the sake of
appearances they We're assuming the
same devoted, affectonate demeanor Of
the morning. But they couldn't fool me.
/ had seen her cry and wiring her hands.
] knew the wound IN that breast, and |
lelt proud OF her, yet pitled her with
great womanly pity. as she stopped to
say pleasant word to the clerk in the
ONCE before ascending the stairs.
she is doing all those little thiugs-t to
gain time l argued. war will BERN
soon enough. He, too, loters behind,
making most prolonged and un-bride-
gro0m-like transaction of his cab fare
payment. But l will wait-iu few
minutes the tragedy will be before my
eyes, the comedy element left below stairs
for the world to feed upon
Sure enough, in another minute up went
the light. ] could see that she was ex-
cited. He protesting insisting. At
last he knelt beside her Mono - could
the room, he following her; back aud
forth they went. Her hair had come
down and fell about her wet face. In
earnest, supplicating gestures she i'm
plored him. No avail; he turned his back
upon her. All. the villain! | could kill
him as l saw his cruelty to this fair
creature who had given her life to him.
AT last, overcome with anguish. she
threw herself sobbing before him--and
he, with one great, brutal lunge, seized
her by the throat and threw her painting
TO the floor.
| waited for no more-there was no
time to arouse my husband-murder, foul
murder was being done, and / the sole
witness sat here in my window and could
not even cry for help. Thrusting my feet
into worsted slippers | rushed out into
the night. How far away seemed the
hotel now when ], with life at stake,
was dragging my way over the distance,
my limbs enfeebled, my brain benumbed,
my courage almost vanquished by the
cruel scene had Just witnessed
Rushing into the hallway, gasped out
as best | could, The room abovel Col
go" The clerk and a few night-loungers
looked at me as though | was an escaped
lunatic, for in white silk wrapper and
blue worsted slippers, IL must be con-
fessed that my attire was not such as to
win immediate confidence. Seeing that
buty uiu uOb ulONts anu knowing bne Valuo
of every moment, started up the stairs
myself, crying, Come come" It's need
less TO say they followed and 1 leading
the way, frantic with the fear of what j
might behold, suddenly paused before the
awful door. "Open it," | cried, Muir
der is being done within. Open It, /
sayl" just then very mild feminine
voice from within called out, us that the
beer | ordered and the door opened,
showing that pretty bride quite calm and
thoroughly intact, her husband looming
up back Of her in dressing gown and
slippers, contentedly putting away at a
stubby pipe, black from long and con-
staut use.
At this apparition l started back, and
then the thought of the ridiculous posi-
tion had placed myself in forced itself
upon me. Had l dreamed of the alterca-
tion that had so upset me-was it night
mare-a sleepwalking excursionl The
men who had followed me up stairs stood
about me, staring an interrogative. With
out further ado l rushed below. "Who
occupies that ROOM" | queried, breath
lessly. Mr. and Mrs. Blankton Bangs,
the celebrated actor and actress PLAYING
at the theatre below here, " answered the
clerk, who by this time saw that | was
not maniac, but the victim Of some mis-
take. In an instant the truth dawned
upon me. Her walking up and down.
the muttered words, the carriage
ride at seven, and then the
scene which / had witnessed being evil
IDENTIFY a rehearsal of something not alto
Pether satisfactory in the evenings per-
formance. l saw it all-but what would
the hotel people think Of me! II live Just
across the way my husband will explain
to you in the morning" | hurriedly
gasped, as l gathered up the train of my
gown and ANONYMOUSLY few How my
husband got out of it do not know. If
his explanation TO them was any harder
however, no matter how often | may sit
by my window, | will never believe any
thing ! witness again, not even though
the hotel burns TO the ground before my
very eyes, and in every room there is
either a suicide or murder committed in
full view of an audience Of one across the
way.