Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1895-01-18
ALL A MISTAKE.

"The most charming girl in the world"
said Mr.. Baltic emphatically
'That's what all Of 'em says" said his
friend, Nicholas Peckley, who rejoiced in
the glazing fact that he was an old bachelor
past all redemption. cts quite surpris-
ing what number of most charming girls
there are. Well, Baltic, wish you JOY I'm
sure"
Mr.. Baltic rubbed his hands complacent-
ly.
"You see, - said he, "she is rose, as one
may say, in-the full bloom, is my Myrtilla,
just 81"
"She looks all of that" said his friend
obviously.
"Envious dog!' thought Baltic to him
self as he trotted briskly down the street.
And thus meditating Mr.. Brutus Bal
tic turned his steps to the casket that con-
tanned his hearts jewel-in other words,
the house where Miss Myrtilla Hopkinson
lived.
The front door was open, so Mr.. Baltic
walked complacently in with the air Of
man who feels himself thoroughly and
entirely at home and tiptoed up the stairs.
Dear girl, I'll give her surprise, " said
Mr.. Baltic to himself.
Miss Myrtilla sat at the parlor table, her
back toward the door, busily employed In
reading letter. while around her lay scat
tered pens, ink and paper and the para
phernalia Of epistolary occupation.
Zone of my notes." thought the love
smitten swain. But while these thoughts
passed through his mind board creaked
awarning. Miss Hopkinson looked around
with little shrek.
"My goodness graoious!" cried Myrtilla,
jumping up.
II have caught you" cried Mr.. Baltic,
playfully making a grasp at the note.
But Miss Hopkinson evaded his move.
ment and thrust the note under pile OK
newspapers.
But as she did so Mr.. Baltic perceived,
to his inexpressible surprise and dismay,
that the billet, although in an unmistak.
able masculine hand, was none Of his PEN
ming.
"Myrtillal" he exclaimed reproachfully.
sob, Brutus, dear, how you startled my
poor nervcs!'' coocd Myrtilla, tripping
forward, with outstretched hands.
Before Mr.. Baltic could select appro.
pirate words in which to demand an ex-
PLANTATION from his sweetheart the tete-a-
tete was unfortunately INTERRUPTED by the
entrance of Myrtilla's married sister. But
40 thev parted ON the staircase Mr.. Baltic
said:
"Myrtilla. when came this after.
noon III.
eyes. dear - hurried the fair enslayer.
-ssyou we're reading q letter-a letter
from a gentleman.
Miss Honkinson colored
.'Brutus. YOU surely don't doubt mep'
"Will YOU let me see the letter?'
ono"
Mr. Baltic banped out of the house.
Miss Hopkinson dissolved into tears.
AOh. deari,- Oh. dearl oh. dearp, she
bewailed herself. "What shall I do9"
Mr. Baltic went home in a towering
passion Of iealous rage and penned note
which would have done no discredit to
anv tragedy hero in the land:
sFalse one. 1 give YOU "a hours for an
explanation. If at the expiration of that
period YOU still persist in refusing to show
me vour clandestine correspondence, shall
regard orr mutual relations at an end,
''B. B."
"I rather think that will bring hef
around If ANYTHING will" he said to him.
self. "And l won't post it either. III
leave it at the door myself"
The dusk was only family illuminated
by here and there the yellow CLEAN of an
occasional gas lamp when Mr.. Baltic
sta]ked up to the residence Of Miss Hop.
kinson once more. Two figures were at
the area cate-a woman and man whis-
perinr In the twilight.
"Goodp' thought Mr.. Baltic cts
Bridget and her Young man, I'll give my
note to Bridget
But as he approached the dread certain
ty stole over him that it was not Bridget
and her lover. hut Myrtilla and-and-
whof
Stricken. as 1t were, to stone, he watched
Mvrtilla aiye the man money. He heard
hurried sentences exchanged. He saw the
villain Green away like serpent, through
the dusk.
Now was the moment for action.
NWoman!" he cried, bouncing forth on
the unconscious Miss Myrtilla. II have
detected your maneuyers at lastl Quick,
give me the packet of letters he handed
civil die sooner!, screeched Miss Myr-
tilla.
In the conflict the box fell to the ground,
its lid separating itself and rolling away.
Something clinked out upon the pave
ment. Rrutus stopped to pick 1t up. IL
was a double set Of false teeth!
Myrtilla sank on the area step, hiding
her face in her hands.