Waterbury evening Democrat., 1895-08-13
A SAD AFFAIR.
Why Her III Used Husband Didn't Love
 Her Any More.

I 'HOW IS your husband! asked the little woman in gray, Don't ask me, please; he hasn' spo- ken to me for week. Come to think of it, though, he must be quite well, for if he has a pain ill his finger he thinks he is about to die and wants to make up all our differences. ''It isn't good time to quarrel while Sadie is visiting you for tho first time since your marriage" "One cant choose the time 10 quar- rel or have the toothache, dear. If you promise never to repeat it, no matter how funny it is, I'll tell you the whole story
 "You may trust mo implicitly. my dear. If I havo a secret which I just must tell somebody, wait until my hus- band is asleep, test him with something unimportant then tell the W hulc story. It relieves me without onlshtrning him. Oh, assure you, am safe as church. v
 "Very well, then. It began the day before Sadie came, when I asked for some money to go shopping.
 "That was commonplace enough, l am sure e'
 "Yes, and it was about the careless way in which I carry my pockcthook in my hand, no matter now much money it has ill it. v
 "You'd better not. 1 know a woman who"-
 "So do I-lots of 'em. But told Tom I'd like to see anybody snatch a pocket book out of my hand. We'll, I went into town to meet Sadie; then wc went shopping AS she had never seen Tom 1 wanted him to look his best, so l l.;lr- chased some pretty things for him as well as for myself v
 'Vrry grnrronS of you, I'm sure. "
 "1cs. l lad just gotten him TWO love- ly ncCktiss at 23 cents apiece and thrown away thc t;rl.et so he'd like them, not knowing what they cost Suddenly, as turned away from the counter, solIrhMy ~natchcd my pocket book right uut of my hand!'
 "GoCdnrss. how awful"
 "It cam" over me lillo flash what Tom would say lo mo after all his warnings about carrying money so care lessly, and 1 flintrd away"
 "No wonder And did the thief cs- capc:"
 'Why, no. The QurcreSt thing hap pened. Sadie caught and held him until policeman came. Then hc--he insist cd that he waa my husband !" "Whut impudcncc. But Sadie"- "Oh. Sul!N had a picture of Tom, and as this ll!;.n was smooth Shavcn - And we all know Toms lovely whiSkers.
 "She told the police it Was only a pretenSc. and gave our names and nd dress. They Lad taken him away, fight ing liko a dnon and protesting that he was my husband. h"fo'" can" to my senses
 "H"w fortunate that you did noi see the horrid creature "Perhaps sn. But. oh. my dear, Tom never came home at all that night. was wild with alarm, and Sadie was sure that he was dWfully diSSipatcd. About noon the next day was upstairs, when l heard Sadie in the front hall calling, Help, help, thieves, thieves ' I ran down, and there was Tom him. self"
 "But I don't see'-
 His whiSkcrs were sheared off and he-he wouldn't speak to me, and Sadie wouldn't believe he was my husband ''
 "1ood gracious! You don't mean that he had snatched your pocketbooh just to prove that it could be done? But how did he settle with the police?" ''That Was just what he had done. don't know now he settled it, for he hasn't spoken to mo since, and that pocketbouk had i'll it every dollar own, and don't dare ask him for it. ''-Chi cago Times Herald.