Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-06-14
4 JEALOUS HUSBAND.
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| suddenly on various occasions, but with out finding any one especially devoted to 1 Mrs. Bclcher.
 As he sat at hreakfast one morning and unfolded the daily journal his gaze fell upon a paragraph, and Inc became as n pointer that beholdS tho prey. The para graph was in a society letter written from the resort at which his wife was rcsting in the fullest senso of the word and ran Gs | follows:
 "One of the most popular ladies hcre | this season Is tho charming Mrs. Jonas Belcher, who both by her coQucttiSh man. ner and pretty face, has won hosts of ad- mirers.''
 Mir. Belcher's state of mind was some thing awful. Hosts of atlmircrs.' hc fairly hOwled. "Coqucttish manncrl Pretty face! How dare they write such | stuff? How darc they print it? Oh, that | dog of rcportcrl Let mo gut Ut him once! | There won't he, sir, glaring around the room and addressing an invisible fellow man. II tell you, sir, thcre won't be n | whole bono left in his body" His first step was tO telegraph his erring Maria to come homo immediately; his next to seek tho office of the morning pa per and make n dato for the settling of | terrible SCOTT. He was uShcrCd into the sanctum of tho editor, with whom he had l a slight aCquaintanCc, and was cordially greeted by the thin, wiry man with quiz | Zical, laughing eyes. But Mir. Brlrher was in no mpod for the amenities of Iifc.
 When can see the whippcrSnapprr that had the audarity to write this about my wifc:" he demanded, giving the paper theatrical thump. Tho editor ran his eye over the paragraph.
 My dcar sir, don't scc anything ob- jcctionahlc in that Merely compliment | paid to we'll known and inspected ludy"- "Sir" interrupted Mr. Bclchrr, frown- ing darkly, 'th" press has too much lihcr- ty in these days. It Is not srrmly tn speak with such tlipIant publicity of the wife of private citizen, and this young man must account for it tu me
 The editor lnok"d at him for minute with curious expression.
 "Nrry wrll," hc said calmly "Onr society reporter comes in from Iakcvirw tonight. and will bc hero early tomorrow morning, and will no doubt br happy to See you"
 II don't think he will. " returned Brlch- er grimly.
 Tho next morning Brlchcr srt out on his crrand of vengeance. He strudc down tho strtCt with the air of q cunpurrnr. turned into saddlcr's shop selected a strong, we'll made hOrScwhip, then with wicked glcam in his eye proccctlcd to the o1liNt oI l Ht LhbEulIlS Trumpet.
 A horSCwhip naturally crcatcS something of a sensation in n newspaper office, and this occasion was no exception, though tho intCrcSt was manifested in an unusual way. Mir. BclChCr was pr'pIrd tn en- counter opposition, hut found a singular lack of it. On demanding the whrrx,hruts of tho Socirty rrportcr Ihrr' w;lS rradinrSs of r>Spon>c and thrrc actually seemed a disposition on tho part uf cvrryh"dy to smooth his path to rrVrngC. A he mount ed the stairs a telephone lucSSa&rr went from tho editors sinctum Ia an upper room:
 "Hc'S coming with a ah"r>rwhip; nr,' you afraid"
 The answer was lightly laughed buck Not the least in tho world. ."
 Mir. Brlchrr rushed up stairs like an in | furiatrd bull turo hvldl"ng through tho corridor, hanged opNn tho door and found himself in the rr,'Srnr" "f-a tall young woman, with handsome clear cut features and a m"rking smile.
 'i0Vd muruinE," she said swrtly "tIuud-grnd morning., he ASn>ped II want |" sr1' the society p'purt,'r. "IC>: l am the sucirty reporter. What can do for you:'
 II think I've matle mistake" siam mCrd lnNur Brlchrr-'that i>-vr-rr-Iuy nam" i> Bolrhcr. and I vallri"-
 "Brlchrr: said this tall Nruny woman, | who ss,Nm,d some way {" Asruw taller every minut" in Bclchrr's di>ory;,nizyd sight, | 'BrlchCr-not tho husband uf charming | Mrs. Brlchcr of Chestnut >trry,t:' "Thr same, said the unhappy wretch.
 "Is it ls,s>ihlr:" she drawlrtl looking him over aS he stood thcrr, flushed, rxcit- cd, pcrspiring, and then added malicious | ly: II never should have thought il. But sit down, Mir. BrlchCr. You don't seem | well. You arC nervous, frVCriSh. Hcrt takC this chair. ThcrC, calm yourself Would you like a glass of water? Allow | mo. let m" relieve you uf this whip" And gently. drftly, she drrw it from his | unrCsi>ting hand, Stu,al it ngaiuSt her desk and seated herself in the big swinging 1 chair hcfnrc it.
 Bclchcr did not speak. He stared at her with dilatcd eyes. He had a dim idea that he was going into an rpilcptic fit. | ''l saw your wife last evening, just be | forc leaving Iakcvicv, and she told mo she had hcrn hastily summoned home, and no doubt that k your crrand hrrc this morning. will make q note uf ii, and il shall havr prominent placo in the fash ionahlc intelligence. "
 But - Ch0kcd the unfortunate crca- tur'.
 Don't tistrrSS yourself, sir; am really 1 griCvrtl tn sC% you suffering Su she went 1 on, jutting down some notes. You really | should StC q physician. 50 fortunate your wife is coming Very kind of you to take | the trouble to call and gave mo this item. It shall appear as you wish. Thank you. Ah-hut-ah-thank you"' spluttcrrd Brlchcr as hc rrSr and sncakCd toward the dn0r. | Not at all. Don't mention it. So kind of you tn call, especially when you arr not feeling we'll My rcgarl> tn your wife Good morning."
 l Then, just as hC Was lowing himself out and cOngratulating himself that tho worst was over, she called mcU'ilr>Sly. "Oh, MT
 Bclchcr, you have forgotten your whip!' He turned looked onCO at thuSC hand
 somo eyes, sparkling with malicious fun, l gave n grOan and fed.
 Then from all quarters of tho dark hall down which he spVd, from tho business office below, from tho open door of tho
 SanCtum past which he dashed. thcrc arrSc to heaven n chorus uf jrcring laughter | Nay, moro. At the foot of tho stairs n lit
 tie imp of an office hoy put his tow head | out Of a door, and with grin of ghoulish | glcc scrcamCd, Wall, did yer thrash hcr!'' l The brcak of BclCher, as his friends call cd It, cur'd him of his insanity. Thence ! forward his Maria had snmc peace, whilo the handsome society rCportcr of Tho
 Morning Trumpct had an extraordinary l souvenir to exhibit to her friends. l EDlTu SESSIONS TUPPER.
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