The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1899-08-17
Two Points of View.
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NOufl ne III AhG IA kAON
of his own Preside. with couple of low
ing arms flung round his neck. and the
dearest little wife IN the world would
brush away uii the days worries with
an afrectionate kiss.
Most haste, less speed" he told hlm-
self, as he funbled with his latchkey
in the lock. AT length he opened the
door and was surprised to find the place
in darkness.
"Monica." he called "Monica."
There was no reply.
1t was certainly very unusual for his
wife to be out at that hour. and he
hastily lit the gas 10 see il there wa>
anything TO explain her absence. les.
there on his writing table lay II letter
addressed. rather curiously, he thought.
10 himself as sydney Egerton, ESQ.
Without pausing to consider the I'M
necessary Formally of the suffix, he
tore open the envelope and glanced
through the letter
whats this?" he gasped.
His face was pale as death and he
clutched the table for support while
the letter fluttered unheeded to the
! floor. After the first shock he grew
little calmer. and picking up the let
ter he read it through again. more care
/ fully than before He stood thinking
| for minute or two, then thrustlng the
letter into his pocket he laughed un-
easily.
How absurd he muttered. what
jealous little woman she is. TO be
sure What's TO be done? I'm sure
don't know. I'll so round and see
Blair"
| He rushed round To the next street,
aud by good luck found his friend at
home. luxuriously stretched in front Of
a good fire with pipe aud novel.
Halo. old man. What's up" cried
/ Blair You look scared"
scared indeed! Read this"
Blair took up the letter, which ran
ns follows;
'To My Husband: l call you hus-
band. but you are now my husband
only in name. You have basely and
cruelty deceived me. and hope never
TO set eyes on you again. or to hold any
communication with you. II your con
science does not tell you, you will ind
the cause OF my flight la the bundle
of letters lying in your desk. saw
them when | came to dust this morn
lug. My eyes are opened now. and
feel that all your love has been but a
sham and a mockery. Farewell. Your
miserable and brokenhenrted wife.
MONICA EGERToN.'
HIM. Very awkward. Very awk-
ward. indeed" said Blair, glancing over
the top of the letter at his friend and
strOking his chin meditatively.
Awkward. Deuce take you. What
do you mean?' cried Egerton. angrlly.
Don't get excited" replied Blair.
calmly, AS he laid down his pipe and
put his back to the fire. The letters,
of course"
, "You don't mean to say Man
alive, you know me better than that, |
} hope. You know that my wife Is
dearer 10 me than anything else In the
world"
} Yes but the letters?"
, Easily explained. They belong to
a friend of mine whose Christian name
} is also Sydney, and they tell the story
of an episode in his search for an ideal
with Il cynical lack OF feeling In the
. latter he offered them TO me with the
: remark that as l was n Bit OF a writ
Ing man / might be interested In them
rs human document"
but didn't your wife know thisgv
"No; unfortunately"
"Well, the only thing 10 do Is TO lei
/, her know"
"But how"
Blair answered with shrug.
Look here, Egerton, don't worr,
yourself. Why, you're all OF trem
BILE"
. Yes. my wife Is such sensitive
+, highly strung little creature that fee
afraid something may happen TO her.
Nonsense. old man. nonsense In .
:. day or two you will both be laughin:
, over this little comedy Of errors"
But unfortunately. Blair's prophec,
. did not come true.
: Egerton went home. but he did no
:, sleep wink all night. and early mex
morning he commenced making in
Il. quiries in all directions, but not tn,
slightest straw OF Information could h,
: find lie consulted the police He pu
;, notices in the agony columns" of tn
newspapers. Blair and he did every
thing in their power TO find the miss
= ing one. hut at length they came To III
: conclusion that she was In hiding somt
!. where in the vast wilderness Of Lon
= dou. and reluctantly the sorrOwin
husband gave up the search trustin
that she would one day return 10 hlu
or that chance would give him cle'
as to her whereabouts. But for Blair
optimistic assurances that all woul
>. come right ia the end he would ha'
given Way utterly To dependency.
Week succeeded week, and mont
succeeded month, and still Egerto
z heard no news OF his wife. His healt
and his work both suffered. and I