The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1897-02-13


I'm at him, and stern-aAbett well-bred
-No4ce that demanded of him to hunt
through every box, lest perchance ne had
made some error in distributing.
The deserted neglected wife must blame
somebody, and she would not blame her
husband. She did not at first even dream
of blaming Joseph.
BY the middle of the week her whole
mood changed. She felt hurt. deeply hurt
There seemed to be no reason, no excuse
for such neglect. To think that this, their
first separation in so many years, should
be unabridged by a world
She could not have the consolation of
writing to him, for he had left no adj
dress, there being an uncertainty about
the very part of London i'm which that
troublesome Perley lived.
It was the way OF men, and he, 1t seems,
was not better than the rest Of Them.
Once out of her sight dbe foTgot-forgot al
the love and daily devotion of AZ years.
By Saturday morning Mrs. Allestree was
HILL enough to be In bed. Jimmy had to
fetch both posts, and, after delivering in
person the first one, he vowed to Molly
that he would not approach Mrs. Allies
tree again while Mr.. Allestree was away.
All day Sunday Mrs. Allestree Law ST.
lent in dark chamber. Molly could not
get word from her, nor would she eat.
l. was almost restful to be so weak.
True, she was in despair. She had given
UP all expectation of seeing Joseph again.
but, compared with the bewilderdng toss
ings of vain conjecture, her present stae
was one of quietude and peace.
But on Monday morning sheMas suffering
torments once more. She felt that If finn
my returned without either Joseph or a
letter she would surely die, and, indeed.
she nearly died as 1t was.
When the wheels sounded again upon
the gravel Mrs. Allestree sat up in bed.
She was whittier than her hair. No voices
were heard below. She clutched her heart
and gasped. But presently a door opened
and a step came up the stairs. It was
the step of Joseph. AS he entered the
room she fell back among the pillows.
my dear Henrietta, what's all this?''
He looked around almost accusingly upon
the two frightened women, as IL he had
caught them in the act of assassinadng
their mistress.
Didn't Jimmy tell your she murmured.
"You know Jimmy never tells anything.
He did say you weren't well. But have
you been very ill, dear?"
The women had Withdrawn, and he
seated himself upon the bed.
Joseph, you might have sent me one
little lime!''
''wh-what? don't quite comprehend.
A liner"
Yes, it wouldn't have hurt you to write
line"
Henrietta, wrote to you every day,
| and sometimes twice a day
They stared at each other.
But never got a solitary LETTER." she
| said presently. st sent to every delivery
went myself until I became i'll. MFR.
Framwell said there was nothing from
you. 1t nearly killed me, Joseph"
However," he muttered ''they couldn't
have all Observation-Disclosures! 1 have
| it! Wait; I'll be back in 20 minutes and
! the gentleman fairly ran out of the room.
He laughed all the way down stairs,
and she heard his ina, ha, has between
his shouts for Jimmy to bring back the
trap. In a few minutes they ratified out
of the grounds, and Within the time men
TONED they ratified back again.
Mr.. Allestree tore breathless up the
stairs, bursting boy fashion into his wife's
room. He carried a package of letters,
which he spread out in a circle on the bed
There was IA of them, and everyone was
addressed 10 Miss Henrietta Shower.
For a short space nothing was said, and
then the two aged lovers began to laugh,
and they laughed until they cried.
Joseph" she said, tits very funny,
very, but it was almost the death of Inc.
How did you come to do it?"
| why, Henrietta love, when / once got
out of your dear, familiar presence, the
old days came back completely. You
were little Retta Shower, and"
Joseph Allestree blushed; he did not Of
| ten quote poetry
| And our two and forty years
| Seemed mist that rolled away.