The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-12-13

and with a better result than my fellow
has been able to obtain"
AS he spoke he pulled the neatly folded
little thin corner note out of his pocket,
hastily glanced over its contents, and put
1t back again.
The next night, when Mrs. Jack Dysart
had dressed for dinner, she sauntered into
her husbands dressing room to see If ne
had come back from what she was begin
ming to call that hateful club, for she
still believed that he spent all the hours
of his constant absence from her in that
manly paradise.
Protruding from one of the drawers OF
the looking-glass was a corner OF the Mt
tie neatly folded note which Mrs. Harley
had slipped into Jacks hand on the pre-
vious night. Somehow or other its appear
ance had impressed itself very much upon
her.
1.-THE same polish that will clean Jacks
brown harness will clean my jewel case
cover" she thought, and in a moment she
had drawn the note from its semi-puohc
resting place, and was reading the follow
ing words:
my Dear Old Boy-I waited in for you
last evening and waited In vain. 1t is
cruel of you to have condemned me to an
other evening of solitude. You tnlnk OF
nothing but your own pleasure, and have
no consideration for my feelings, or you
would not nave HllSS6Q SNNAA al SPPS. $3.50
ty of being with me alone as you had last
night If you are compelled to be on duty
tomorrow, shall l come to the hotelE-
though really 1t does not pay to do IT, as
l never get a chance of word with you
alone when I'm there. You had better
therefore, make it a club dinner night,
and come to me. Yours as ever. Tiny.
Gle has not only deceived me, he has
lied to me-" the poor wife thought, as
she went back to her own room and put
the recipe for brown harness polish safely
under lock and key. She had no distinct
idea of what she would do with it; she
only felt that it was a weapon which II
would be well to keep by her Her heart
was hot and heavy with new anguish.
The grossly familiar terms in which this
other woman addressed Jack revealed
everything to her. a. My dear old boy
How dared she? How dared she?"
Presently, while she was still struggling
with the burning turns of rage and jeal-
ousy, a telegram was brought to her 1t
was from Jack; she knew what the words
would be before she read them.
Have met an old chum; must dine at
club tonight"
She ate but little dinner that night, but
the mere effort to eat Gained her, and en-
abled her to come to a decision.
AT 10 o'clock she got into a hanson
and had herself driven to Mrs. Harleys
for Mrs. Harley the servant promptly
said his mistress was not at home, but
at the same moment Jacks loud, ringing
laugh pealed out from the drawing room
I am Mrs Dysart, 1 must see my hus-
band at once" she said, imperiously; and
before the man, who knew his frisky mis-
tress' tricks well, could make up his mind
what to do, Mrs. Dysart had passed him
| and was at the drawing room. She paused
| for an instant, put her hand to her side
| with a Spasmodic gesture that betrayed
| pain as she heard Jacks voice saying:
MY darling, you mustn't doubt me,
! only you see it's devilish difficult to offer
excuses for leaving her night after night
the club dinner game is played out, and
I'm afraid
ut is" Mrs. Jack said, as she walked
| into the midst of the astonished pair be-
fore they had time to alter the effectively
| affectonate attitude they had struck, and
in which they seemd so perfectly at home,
| that there was no doubt they had been
| frequently rehearsed.
That night Mrs. Jack Dysart induced
her husband by the threat of altering the
will in which she had left him her whole
property Internationally, to sign paper
in the presence of three witnesses, friends
of her own, in which he pledged his
Solemn word of honor never to hold any
further communication of any kind or
| description with Mrs. Harley"
He kicked against the pricks as long as
he could, but money was much dearer to
him than was the woman who, by what
he termed her 'idiotic impudence,' had
put him so completely in his wife's grip.
AS for Mrs. Harley, she was very much
surprised" when Mrs. Jack Dysart cut
her but she never ventured to ask for an
| explanation, which perhaps was as well,
as Harley mightn't have liked it.
(The End)