The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-03-05
ALL A MISTAKE.

SThs most charming girl in the WORLDS
sid Mr.. Baltic enphatically.
That's what all Of 'em says" said Ia
friend, Nicholas Peckley, who rejoiced in
the glaring fact that he was an old bachelor
past all redemption. ITS quite surpris-
Ing what numbecof most charming girls
there are Wei, Baltic. 1 wish you JOY, I'm
sure"
Mr.. Baltic rubbed MS hands conplaccns-
".
"You see" said he. she Is rose, as one
may say, in che full bloom, is ny Myrs.lIa,
just %.
''She looks all OF that said his friend
obviously
Envious dog" thought Baltic 10 him.
self as be trotte6 briSkly down the street.
And thus msditating Mr.. Brutus Bal.
tic turned his steps 70 the casSet that con
tanned his hearts .ewel-in other words
the house where Miss AlyFtila HopkinsOn
lived.
The front door was open, so Mr.. Baltic
walked complacently in with the air Of
man who feels himself thoroughly ans
entirely at home and tiptoed up the stairs.
Dear girl, I'll give her a surpriSe, said
Mr.. Battle 20 himself
Miss Myrtiila sat at the par,o- table, hel
back toward the door, bIsily employed in
reading letter, while around her lay scat
tered pens, Ink and paper and the para
phernalia of epistclary occupation.
lone of my notes. thought the love
smitten swain. But while these thoughts
passed through his mind a board creaked
swarning. Miss Hopkinson looked around
with little shrek.
My goodness graciousI' cried Myrtilla.
jumping up
Il have caught you, cried Mr. Baltic,
playfuIly making grasp az the nose.
But Miss HopkinSon evaded his move
ment and thrust the note under pile ~
newspapers.
But as she did so Mr.. Baltic perceived,
TO his inexpressihle surprise and dissuay.
that the billet, although in an unmistak-
able masculine hand, was none of his pen.
ming.
''Myrtills"' heexclairned reproachfully.
''Oh, Brutus, dear, how you startled my
poor nerves." cooed MyrtiIla, tripping
forward, with outstretcbed bands
Before Mr.. Baltic could select sppro-
pirate words in which to demand an OK
PLANTATION from his sweetheart tho teta-a.
entrance of Myrtilla's married sister But
as they parted on the staircase Mr. Baltic
said;
"Myrtilla, when came this after
noon
Eyes, dear" purred the fair enslaver.
-''you were reading letter-a letter
from gentleman.
Miss Hopkinson coloTed.
"Brutus, you surely don't doubt mel"
"Will you let me see the letteri"
"No."
Mir. Baltic banged out Of the house.
Miss Hopkinson dissolved into tears.
ION. DEAR Oh, dearl Oh, dear!' she
bewailed herself what shall dof"
Mr.. Baltic went home iii a towering
passion of jealous rage and penned a note
which would have done 10 diScredit to
any tragedy hero IN the land:
False one, give you "a hours for an
explanation. If at the expiration of that
period you still persist in refusing to show
me your clandestine correspondence, 1 shall
regard our mutual relations at an end.
"B. B."
"I rather think that will bring her
around If anything will, p" he said TO him
self. And / won't post it either. III
leave il at the door myself"
The dusk was only family Illuminated
By here and there tho yellow CLEAN of an
occasional gas lamp when Mr.. Baltic
stalked up 20 the residence Of Miss Hop
kinson once more Two figures were a,
tine area gate-a woman and a man whis-
psring in the twilight.
Good" thought Mr.. Baltic. It's
Bridget aud her young man. I'll give my
note 10 Bridges.
But as he approached the dread certain
ty stole over him that il was not Bridget
and her lover, but Myrtilla and-and-
who,
Stricken, ms IL were, to stone, he watched
Myrtilia give the man money. He heard
hurried sentences exchanged. He saw tho
villain creep away, like serpent, through
the dusk.
Now was the moment for action
Woman he cried, bouncing forth on
the unconscious Miss Myrtilla- Il have
detected your rnaneuvers at lastl Quick,
give me the packet of letters be handed
youl / saw him.
II will die soonerr' screecbed Miss Nyr-
tilla.
In the conflict the box fell 70 the ground,
its lid separating itself and rolling away.
Something Ciinked ont upon the pave
ment BrutUs stopped 10 pick 1t UP. 1t
was double set Of false teeth
MyrtiIla sank on the area step, hiding
her face in her hands
is this all:'' said Mr.. Baltic.
'.Alii' echoed &yrtiIla. "Oh, Brutus,
would have persisted sooner than let you
KNOW
And that-that villain
"Was the dentist 5 young man, y sobbed
Mis- HopkinsOn.
only Myrtillal And that notsi'
Don't look &c me 80, Brutus- i: was
the dentists bill And now / know you
hate mer'
.'Not at all, dear q" said Mr. Baltic, rails
ing his fearful betrOtbed Let me wins
Der you a socrst-Inine are false too"
And SO Cupid, the little god Of love,
folded HIS wings peacefully above the
empty box which had ouoe held MTrtiils
Hopkinson's ooruplote 1T q ''uppsrs and
lowers. "-BOsI0n Globc.
Action Of Rife BaIiets-