The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-10-09

darling for some few months. but the time
would soon pass and then they would be
reunited never to part again. etc
When Katie had finished the letter she
broke down badly and felt the most miser-
die. 1t was so dreadful TO be secretly mar
ried and to have husband going to the
West Indies and nobody knowing even that
he was her hus band but after all he was
her husband. She had her marriage certifi-
cate, and, of course, poor boy, he couldn't
help his papa having a stroke of apopIexy,
and by and by in few months he would
come back again and tell everybody, and
the admiral would be most gallant and Lady
Henniker would fold her to her bosom and
say, My dear daughter as they do in the
plays, and all would be well.
SO Katie after having a good long cry
her courage and looked things in the face,
and went to the theater that evening de-
termined to put away her troubles and be
as happy as she could under the circum-
stances.
But misfortunes never come singly, and
that evening Katie, either because she was
still worried about her husband and the
admiral and the West Indies because the
fates We're against her, wandered too far on
to the stage while she was waiting to come
on-"came in sight is the professional term
and as it happened to be the moment when
the principal girl or prima donna, had
encore and the encore didn't come, the
prima donna, who was little tartar, de-
c q It was that Jones girl who had killed
1t by showing" and making the audience
think the chorus coming on; and she
ragged and storned, and at last to pacify her
the management gave the offender a fort
nights notice, and Katie was so hurt and
wounded and insulted by such a spiteful
proceeding on the prima donnas part that
she would not apologize or ask to be kept
on, and at the end of the fortnight she shook
the dust of the theater off her feet and was
out of an engagement.
But she didn't mean to stop out because
having nothing to do wouldn't suit her in
her present depressed condition over the
West Indies. So she wrote a letter to the
agent. a letter
saying that the agent would bear her in
mind and let her know at the earliest OPP
Polly wondered at seeing Miss Katie Jones
at home of an evening and asked her why
it was. and Katie, who thought Polly very
odd and amusing and had taken a great
fancy to her, told her, and also told her
that she had written to the agent and she
would soon be at another theater.
Now all this time very wonderful things
were happening outside theatrical circles.
Mr.. Harold Henniker, on the morning that
his maiden aunt to Plymouth, went out for
walk, and walking under scaffolding on
WI, which some Workmen were at work 9piid-
gave way and plank of the scaffolding
struck the young gentleman on the head,
and he was picked up and carried home In
insensible condition.
The doctors assured his parents that it
would not have any serious consequences,
and the admiral, who was really much bet
ter, prevented himself from getting into a
violent rage, and came to his sons bedside
But unfortunately, wandering about his
sons room he came across an envelope
letter in and send off to his wife, and this
letter was addressed to Miss JONES', at
house in the neighborhood of Cover street;
WHO the deuce is this Miss JoneS?' said
the admiral to himself; and then he went
on a furtive voyage of discovery which
would have been wrong in anybody but
father or mother, and he discovered letter
half finished which began, MY darling lit
tie wife," and went on to say that after
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writer would tell his father he was married,
and brave the consequences whatever they
other fit, but mastered his emotions, and
bidding his wife attend 20 her son, declared
he had to go to London to see his solicitor,
self-willed old sea-dog, he set out:
Now on that very day Admiral Henniker
arrived in front of the lodging house in the
neighborhood of Cover street and knocked
violently on the front door with the Dig
knocker and also pulled the bell, Miss Katie
anyone called for her Polly was to say that
she would be back in the afternoon.
Il don't want to miss the agent to-day
she added rather ambiguously. "as think
ne has something for me-.
Now Polly knowing nothing Of agents
hours for the honor of an interview with
them ina gined that the agent was going
to call, and Miss Katie Jones didn't want to
miss him, so would be back in the after
noon.
So when a very red-faced and rather POM
pous old gentleman with a severe manner
presented himself on the front door step
and asked for Miss Jones, Polly, who was
dressed in her Sunday jacket and hat and
just on the point of going out to see the sec
rotary of an amateur dramatic company in
the neighborhood, who was advertising in
all the shop windows local performance
might by hook or crook be allowed to APP
pear if it were only in her own private
OF II for the agents
when he said rs Miss Jones IN! sne
asked the admiral into the drawing room
and begged him to be seated. For she had
an idea that as it was nearly the time at
which Miss Jones would return, she might
keep the agent there by subterfuge, and at
the same time interview him on her own ac-
count.
Jones?" Polly said, I am MISS Jones. 49,.
1t was just very wicked little idea that
had come into her head. Perhaps she might
interest the agent in herself and get an en-
gagement too. She could tell him afterwards
she was only one Miss Jones and not the
other.
Good Cod" said the admiral to himself.
and then fearing that he might lose his
temper and perhaps have another seizure,
he controlled himself by a desperate effort
and thought he would get to the bottom
"Oh, you are Miss Jones, are your" he
said land pray what do you do?'
"Oh, I'll show you If you'll take seat
said Polly. Here was her chance at last.
She flung off her hat and her jacket, made
comical ,grmace, and Immediately be-
hall style that highly instructive dtty en-
titled, I'm getting a big girl now"
The Admiral, whose face was rapidly be-
coming a dangerous crimson, and whose
eyes were starting from his head with
horror, gasped and gurgled, but Polly was
too intent remembering the words and
trying to make an effort, to notice it.
When she had finished she said THAT
amt bad is it? Now look here, if you can
get me shop I'll come for ever so little,
because I want to get on And can dance,
too; look here"
She lifted her skirts to the top of her
boots and introduced the admiral to wild
cellar-fiap after the style OF Mr. Itch, and
finally with a wild "houp la she turned
a daring and deliberate Catherine wheel.
That was the last straw. The admiral,
who was absolutely painting with indigna-
ton and horror jumped up and rushed out
of the room and out of the door, and went
up the street. using the strongest nautical
language.
'''The scoundrelr' he exclaimed 1.-THE
fool, The idiot! My son to have married
creature like that! Dash it! I'll have him
locked up in a lunatic asylum, and prose-
cute the hussy for daring to inveigle him
into her cutches!'
He went to his club and had a brandy
and soda and sat at the open window, and
swore to himself for half an hour Then he
determined to go back again and see if he
couldn't come to terms He would offer the
young woman of money to emigrate
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