The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1899-01-25
AT NUMBER SIX.

tel II lOElHiBNl ubSeHCe- -dEeutu With
himself
That sherry Mt ThetfOrd would quar-
rell with the brandy and water at
Graptham, and the bitter beer and
Irish whiskcy at Peterboro and the
glass or two of stout with nip of gin
on reaching town Perhaps the con-
tents OF his own flask and bad cigar
on the road might have helped. but Ger
tainly when he reached his own house
he had to steady himself against the
lamppost before darling in.
She Isn't there he muttered, look
ing up at the lighted window OF tho
little drawing room. which at the me-
ment showed several figures In sill
houette. Well. I'm hanged il she
| Isn't enjoying herself In the midst OF
a madding crowd In her husbands alb
! sence"
With Il sputterng eesuHian Mr.
Smith made certain OF the brass mum
| Der.
No & II Was.
mixture OF liquor always makes
key turn rather hard, but at length
Smith got the door open.
Cautiously, like an inebriated bur
glar, he entered and Topped into
chair in the lobby. lie would get his
boots OFF and steal quietly up to bed.
He wrested with them and con
quercd. and sneaking along in his
stockings WITS supporting himself by
the balusters on the second step of tho
stairs, when the crcak of an opening
door sent him mp Mt a headlong STUN
BILE
lie could hear a voice-his wife's.
he thought complaining of the heat.
and deep bass tones in reply
Hot" echoed Smith. on the land
ing above. Pretty cool | should call
ii. that sort of thing. when a mans
away. Who's that bassoon she's talk
ing to. | should like to know
He was getting angry
A chill gust of night air came up tho
stairs
"EIolloa. they've opened the door AT
the back"
Smith WAS RAPIDLY soldering.
They're going out into the garden.
What shall do"
lla paused moment. bemu9edly
considering. Then:
Hang me If I'll have my wife per
ambulatng by moonlight with a bass
VOL Perfect stranger IL me. III
swear!"
Smith had gone upstairs lamb he
went down lion lie flung aside his
boots aud his fear Of detection toGeth-
er, and descended. There as he had
guessed, WAS the open door, and on the
moonlit sward beyond he could see
1t was caution to gardeners to see
Septimus Smith get over that some
what limited lawn In his stockings.
Like an oyergrown Puck, he tripped
| aaraaa hAvoar-had AVID dowy praas, Ills
unshod feet made no sound, ana his
wife and her companion lalked on IN
interrumedly. thcif backs TUNED TO-
ward him
What ought the back OF an enemy
to suggest to II brave man 2" the jcal-
GUS Smith asked himself "To me It
suggesIH desire for boots. However.
| here goes
With this he poised himself. and de-
lvered he most emphatic kick he
could under the circumstances.
A man can but do his best. The
meaning smith did that-and he
got his reward The bass voiced
stranger turned ON the instant, and
as he did SO our commercial" saw
more stars than were ever beheld OF
astronomer About the same time he
sat down with commendable prompt
tude on the wet grass.
The lady gave little scream and
Smith, a8 he took his astronomical OBJ
seryatlnna. heard her cry
Good gracious. Tom. It's surely 1T,
tie Mr.. Smith OF No. =.
And pray, what does little MIR.
Smith of No = mean by forcing his
way into No. 8 and kicking me- ask
ed the stalwart Tom,
Smith rose painfully. lie felt that
he had made some horrible bunder,
II this isn't No. 6. he said meeluy.
Il must be a wretched, dwelling luna
tie, and | authorize you to lock me up
In the nearest asylum, Miss Oakley"
20. that miserable number she
said # told papa yesterday that
something unpleasant would come OF
1t IL II wasn't looked 10.
She Huttered on before them 20 the
house. the scarce ribbons that had de-
ceiyed poor Smith all a-wape.
Come. both OF you. abe said In
three minutes III make Won BuOlogiZe
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