The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1898-06-15
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.s,,pg her that l nave neon si''ins
io' In a sick friend when want
up stay out late at night again.
"a = gentleman from the metropo-
81 sa :. one of tlc up town hotels to a
4 -a,,orter recently.
n ont cured of that most effec-
,,,s- he continued, land it ali
'ua 10 ont in such Il natural manner
en aD, look back at it and think it is
i DS s"rt of dispensation of Providence
81 5 Spl ,,aen me home at night. I ought
have been ashamed Of myself for
',;nc such thing, as we had not
| oou married worry long. AS mat
Il = If fact, however, had been
q metbing of a rounder before my
s arriace. was introduced one
. D ;nht into IL social club on the west
.,a No matter what the name Of
i, was-you can call it the Bachelors
H,1nf for nobody but that unfo1tu-
.a,e m class should have belonged to
am something of Il sleight of
H. sS3,,.D1 performer and made myself SO
i aorceable that night that I was
ar,vcu a ticket of mem bership for 80
days.
n Rather late we got into "a game
of mixer, which l found so fascinat-
8;ur | staid in it until the early
j !3anoruing hours. framed a number
aof excuses when l got home to give
soy wife for being out SO late. Some
aof them were very plausible. When
q saw her, however, l got slightly
'9rattled and sprung the same old
chestnut on her of sitting up with
sick friend. had heard, by the
nav that this friend, whom l men
S4ioned and whom my wife knew,
whose name was Or was not Mr..
soortiboy, was really sick.
4 1.-The next night, in spite of the
sOupo.ition of my conscience, 1 drift
sad around to the club again and al
most unconsciously sat down to
little round table with four others
and again succumbed to the appro-
ytriately named draw poker. Tho
Thing continued for several nights,
i telling my wife when Invent homo
that poor Mr.. Sportiboy was very
i ck indeed. She seemed to believe
he, although felt like q sheep kill
Dig dog.
after about a week Of this had
tassed at the breakfast table one
morning my wife, who was reading
"a paper, gave sudden exclamation,
Shopped the paper, pushed the chair
back from the table and looked at
Due with an expression of horror ON
sber countenance.
q "Wha- hats the matter, darlingi'
a asked i'll CONSERVATION. Are you
alni' Her face was pale, and no.
S3iced that she seemed to be much
(Agitated. She rose and started out
She door. Not knowing what was
$4he matter, rose and followed her.
She turned on me tragically, say
.3ng: Don't come near me; don't
Couch me! To think that you have
been visiting that sick man who had
s}he scarlet fever and then could
pave the audacity to come home and
associate with mel am surprised
}hat ycu thought more of him than
'Bon do of your wife or yourself by
Exposing both of us to such a horri-.
ply malignant disease!' And she
swept out of the room.
4 Hero l was in a pickle. I hardly
.&new what to make Of it. finally
Bot hold Of the paper she was read
4 zlng, having some suspicion of what
#FaS the matter. and looked in the
saeath notices. Among them read
Saslth raising hair that Mr.. Willie B.
8portiboy had died the day before
JRi scarlet fever. To say that felt
3hocked was putting it mildly. Twas
7hocked at his death, and also at the
|sanner in which l had been expos
|f literally speaking, as far as my
Tiuthfulness was concerned, and
3neoretlcally to the scarlet fever.
When went to find my wife, |
glscovered a hastily written note,
A. which she said che had gone
nome
i i knew it was no use to follow
2er' remembering her terrible fear
n all suc:l diseases as scarlet fever,
3aa knew if wrote her she would
P0t open the letter, owing to the
8 anne fear cf contagion. / thought
s3Whlle and finally did the only
]Sn'ng knew would bring her back.
j Visited a lady who knew us both
Tai, made clean breast OF the&
4 spa'ter and sent her to my wife's
4 gome as IN intermediary.
y ! liked the matter up all right
faally She had been teasing me
Il orlng her certain piece of jewel
~ 10 which she had taken fancy.
look all of my poker winnings
a.a. ]3uu more to pay for it, but was
maj was the last time ever lied
wife. tell you, honesty is
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