Waterbury evening Democrat., 1894-01-03
JUST HIS LUCK.
He Wrote Her Ala Right, but There Wa
 One Foo Many.

onsTo Many.
 A pretty woman and fine looking man were seated together in the Central station the other afternoon. He was go- ing away and she had come down to see him on. The doorman called his train and be rose to so.
 Now, Jim," she said, 'you will be sure to write to me the minute you get there. won't your
 Certainly" said Jim.
 ssBe sure, now," she said again as he was about to pass out into the train shed. "I shall be so anxious until hear that you got there safe"
 At the end of three days Jim returned home. He went to the store and left his grip, and then he went home. His wife met him at the door.
 "Hellor' said Jim.
 She said nothing.
 "What's the matter?" inquired Jim anHously.
 His wife glared at him. ''I thought you were going to write to me when you got to Detroit?'
 "Why,' Jim replied, ''I did write to you. sent you nice long message on postal card. Didn't you get it?"
 "Nice long message, was it?"
 Certainly. wrote you just a little while after I got there. Didn't any comeY'
 ''Oh, yes," and there was a dangerous glitter in the wife's eyes, 'I got the pos tai card all right" .-..
 Jim felt relieved. s'Then what are you kicking about?" he asked.
 His wife took card out of her pocket and held it toward him, address side out. "Was this the card?" she asked. Jim looked at the writing. It was a little straggly for him, but he recognized it. "Yes," he asserted, ''that's the card"
 "What did you say?" inquired his wife, still clutching the postal card.
 Jim settled back in his chair and thought hard. q said had arrived all right" he finally began, "and that I had met some of the boys and was having a good time, and that was coming home today and that you should take good care of yourself and the babies."
 Said all that, did you?" asked his wife in ;t cold, hard voice.
 Certainly did. You've got the card and can read it there, can't you?'
 OIl6 IOOhto l1Stlu ut JItc bdCh Ol lIlC card II don't see anything like that here," she said, after studying it for a moment.
 Quit your joking with me-" said Jim who was beginning to get a bit anxious, ''and let me see that card" He grabbed it out of his wife's hand and turned it over.
 There wasn't word of writing on the back of it!
 ''Now, there's sample of hard luck" " said Jim, when he was telling about it. II went up to Detroit and behaved my self. was quiet as deacon all the time was there. didn't drink thing, and yet it will take the greatest game of talk you ever heard to make that little woman think didn't and wrote the ad- dress on the front of that card and for got to write anything on the back of it..
 "Well, did you write anything on the back of it?" asked friend. Certainly did. I wrote on a card, but had two of them in my pocket and they stuck together. The address was on one and the note on the other. The one with the address came through all right, of course, but the note is floating around somewhere between here and the dead letter office and get the worst of it at home and all because two of those dog gasted postal cards stuck together. If that ain't hoodoo game, I don't want cent. t."-Buffalo Express.