Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1895-10-09
JEALOUS.

'' ~ D'tHhioiu ChtIlSntu nlRn lueal
Of men, as opposed to women, and had
exalted Dotions Of the husbands domip
ion over his household.
Mr.. Bashford had forbidden his wife
attending the masquerade Of the A. z.
A. society. He had his reasons for &c
doing, but his wife thought he might
have made known his wishes in little
less imperious manner than he chose to
adopt.
Tho ball was set down for the evening
of tho goth. On the morning of that
day Mr.. Bashford went down town at
the usual hour, but during the forenoon
had occasion to visit section Of the
city that led him past his own residence.
His attention was suddenly arrested
by young woman with large bundle,
ascending the front steps Of his house
and ringing the doorbell.
His perplcxity was increased when the
door was opened cautiously, the young
woman admitted promptly, as If by a
previous understanding, and the door
instantly closed again.
Mr.. Bashford's curiosity and suspi-
cion We're aroused. Should he linger and
solve the mystery or dismiss It from
his mind and go on about his businessf
He debated tho question irresolutely for
a moment and finally decided that he
must know what was going on in his
own house
He had not long to wait. The young
woman soon rcappeared, but without
the bundle, and walked briskly down
the street.
She led him to one of the busiest and
gayest streets and finally turned quick
ly into n celebrated costumer's establish.
mentl
Mr.. Bashford was astonished. Could
it be that bis wife was venturesome
enough to disobey him and had hired a
costume with view of attending the
masquerade
He did not linger long in meditation.
His wife's audacity must receive q Sc
we're rebuke.
The proprietor was a woman. He no.
costed her thus:
Madam. would you object to making
50 in as many minutesp"
The person addressed intimating that
she would have no objection to that sort
Of thing. he continued:
"Then describe to me accurately the
costume delivered by the young woman
who entered this store a moment ago
or else show me one just like It,"
"Well. said the woman, hcsitating.
that wouldn't be exactly regular, you
know"
IL understand that, but / can prove
to you IL necessary that 1 have right
to know, and that no harm can possibly
come TO you by your telling me-"
"Oh, WELL" said the woman, 81 pre-
sumo it will be all right The costume
was that of Turkish lady. Here Is one
Just like it, except that the hood is blue
instead of scarlet"
"Yes-just so. said Mr.. Bashford.
''The one that the young woman left at
64 - street has a scarlet hood. has
lt?"
"Yes, sir.
Every we'll. Here are your &6."
He made no allusion when he went
home TO his o O'Clock dinner TO the cir
oumstances just related. He simply said
TO his wife before leaving, wondering
the while ut her innocent and uncon-
strained demeanor:
"As / told you would probably be the
case, Louise, shall be detained down
town by business tonight until late. "
"Oh, dear, am sorryi 1t is 30 lone
some these long evenings when you are
obliged 10 be away.
The "business" which was TO detain
him was Of q somewhat startling char-
acter. After spending q short time at
his Office he proceeded to a costumer'a
establishment and placed himself in the
hands of an artist, who after long
and tedious process, transformed him
into hideous looking Indian.
This done, he ordered a carriage and
gave directions to be driven 10 the place
where the masquerade was TO be held.
Mr.. Bashford seemed to create quite
a sensation in his character OF Indian
chief. Many stared at him, and some OF
the women shuddered
He did not dance at first. but walked
with stately tread around the hall, gaz-
ing disdainfully ON the giddy throng.
He was searching for a Turkish lady
with a scarlet hood
1t was some time before be found what
he sought for. But at last he stopped
suddenly, and his gaze fingered In
particular quarter. There was the Turk
lsh lady with the scarlet hood. and her
size and general contour were exactly
those Of his wife. There could be no
mistake about It.
"Pooty squaw," he said in a guttur-
al tone.
Noble Injun" she replied.
"SQuaw danoes!"
Eyes.
And they took their places on the
floor for one Of tho quadrilles.
After this ensued what appeared TO
lockers on scene Of desperate hirtA-
tion, but in Mr.. Bashford's mind there
was, Of course. no harm in thus paying
exclusive attention to his own wife.
though a pang shot through his breast
at the thought Of her accepting snoh
marked demonstrations from one whc
to all intents and purposes was stran'