Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1895-10-01

ror, deluslOn, WlCnOuG WOru OIL 0rutn
in it, 1 will have the wretchcd business
cleared up at once. Besides, think mo-
ment The idea is preposterous. If you
could bring yourself to imagine me the
husband of another, you surely could not
believe me at my age the father of half
dozen children. 1t is too absurdI' And
smiled siokly smile at the folly of the
thing.
GLOW can I tell9 Perhaps you have de-
ceived mo in your age as well. OF what
value is mans unsupported word? But
leave me. Go, and let me break my heart
In solitude.
In this strain she went on, blindly re-
fusing to be comforted until the thing got
SO hot that I seized my hat and rushed to
my lodgings in despair, with the intention
Of forthwith tying myself to the bedpost
instead of a week hence to wife. On con-
sideration, however, decided to postpone
the fatal act for day or two in order that
might have time to arrange the disposal
of my worldly goods and chattels, as l did
not wish there should be any wrangling
over the possession Of my hatboxes after
my decease. In this determination re-
tired early to rest to enjoy the sleep of in
nocence.
But did not have things quite to my
self My uneasy SAUNDERS of the night
were fearfully enlarged edition of the
days proceedings. The six children, quick
ly multiplied up to go, shared my distress
full couch and made the night merry with
their pranks. They danced hornpipes on
my chest, turned somersaults on the
bridge of my nose, seized me by the hair of
my head and whirled me round the room
in manner that would have surprised
Mr.. Maskelyne himself, tossing me over
and over like Shrove Tuesday pancake
Needless to say that l awoke in the
morning with splitting headache and
feeling generally SO unwel that decided
to pass the day indoors.
1t was afternoon, and 1 had thrown my
self into an easy chair and filled my pipe,
with the intention of spending half all
hour in the regions of oblivion and tobacco
smoke, when violent rattat at the outer
door caused me to jump to my feet. A few
seconds later the door of my own room
was thrust suddenly open and powerful
feminine voice exclaimed, $50 to your IA
ther, my dears, and let him see how you
love him."
In an instant half dozen brats Of ev-
cry conceivable degree of dirtiness rushed
into the room and made for me. A coupl,
caught hold Of each leg, while the Others
pinioned me securely by the arms, and thu
whole of them burst into cracked chorr
of Daddy Daddy"
The scene was probably ludiorous, an
believe could have laughed at it my
self, but that through the open door
thought I could see Clementina with a
scowl upon her face.
"What does all this mean? Take these
brats away" shouted, vainly struggling
to free myself from the embraces of the
young wretches.
A woman of masculine build bounced
into the room and turned her glazing eyes
upon me.
"It's the wrong mani" she shouted, and
then, turning to the imps, said: Come
away, my dears; we've made mistake.
That's not your fatherp'
"Then what do you mean by sending
me this lying letter and coming to me in
this wayp" demanded of the woman in
dignantly.
II thought you were my husband" she
replied coolly. "You've got the same
name"
Clementina now stepped forward.
is not this gentleman, then, your hus-
band, ma amp" she asked timidly.
The woman regarded her contemptu-
ously. "My husband, miss, wretch as he
Is, is MANI was her reply, adding insult
to injury.
Clementina laughed loudly. As for my
self, have seldom felt smaller in my life.
1 was quite aware Of my youthful appear
ance-in fact, prided myself upon it, be-
lieving 1t point in my favor. But to
have 1t thrown at me in this way was
most humiliating. However, it seemed to
settle once and for all the insinuations Of
the letter and evidently convinced Clemen-
tina herself, for shortly afterward, with
the assistance Of the landlady, she man.
aged to draw off the horrible woman and
her brats and even to extract an apology
from her for the mistake she had made.
When they had gone, Clementina came
up to me and said:
evil you forgive me- dearest? I SEQ
how stupid have been and am mad with
myself for ever having distrusted you.
But the letter was the cause of 1t all. How
silly of me to have believed It'll Can you
ever overlook my folly and love me AGAIN."
For a few moments I had serious
thoughts Of taking third single to the
Sandwich Islands, but Clementina pleaded
SO prettily that-well, gave way, and we
were married at the date previously ar
ranged Bits.