The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1899-09-01
Two Points OF View.
M anM 4 naAhs


n TIFF and cold to the bones after
~ his long ride on the outside of a
- bus from Fleet street to Chelsea,
Sydney Egerton took out his keys with
feelings of satisfaction and anticipa-
ton. Another ten seconds and he
would be standing in the grateful glow
of his own Preside, with n couple of low
ing arms flung round his neck, and the
dearest little wife in the world would
brush away all the days worries with
an affectiOnate kiss.
Most haste, less speed" he told him
self, as he fumbled 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 81 that hour, and he
hastily lit the gas to see if there was
anything to explain her absence. Yes,
there on his writing table lay letter
addressed, rather curiously, he thought,
to himself as Sydney Egerton, Esq.
Without pausing to consider the I'M
necessary formality of the sufix, he
tore open the envelope and glanced
through the letter
whats thisY he gasped.
His face was pale as death and he
clutched the table for support while
the letter huttered unheeded to the
floor After the first shock he grew
a 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 thrusting the
letter into his pocket he laughed IN
easily.
"How absurdw he muttered. "What
a jealous little woman she is, to be
sure What's to be done? I'm sure 1
don't know. III go round and see
Blair"
He rushed round to the next street,
and by good luck found his friend at
home, luxuriously stretched in front of
a good fire with pipe and a novel.
Halo, old man. What's up?" cried
Blair You look scared"
"Scared, indeed Read this"
Blair took up the letter, which ran
as follows:
"To My Husband: 1 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. If your con
science does not tell you, you will hnC
the cause of my flight in the bundle
of letters lying in your desk. l saw
them when l came to dust this morn
ing. My eyes are opened now, and
feel that all your love has been but
sham and a mockery. Farewell. You
miserable and brokeu-hearted wife.
MONICA EGERTON."
"Hm! Very awkward. Very awk
ward, indeed" said Blair glancing owe
the top of the letter at his friend am
stroking his chin meditatively.
"Awkwarll Deuce take you! Wha
do you mean:' cried Egerton, angrlly
Don't get excited" replied Blaii
calmly, as he laid down his pipe an
: put his back to the fire. 1.-THE letter,
Of course"
you don't mean to say Ma
alive, you know me better than that,
= hope You know that my wife
:. dearer to me than anything else in til
: world"
. Yes; but the letters?'
l. easily explained. They belong
Z a friend Of mine whose Christian nam
is also Sydney and they tell the stor
of an episode in his search for an idea
With a cynical lack of feeling in IL
matter he offered them to me with IL
remark that as l was a bit Of a wri
5 ing man 1 might be interested in the
as a human document"
R. ''But didn't your wife know thisT'
- "No; unfortunately"
:, "Well, the only thing to do is to i
- her know"
y "But how?"
l. Blair answered with Il shrug.
"Look here, Egerton, don't worl
D yourself. Why, you're all Of a trel
.. BILE"
10 Yes, my wife is such 4 sensitiy
highly strung little creature that I f.
20 afraid something may happen to hel
Nonsense. old man, nonsense. In
day or two YOU viii both be laughil
T over this little comedy of errors"
n; But unfortunately, Blair's prophe
Il. did not come true
nee Egerton went home, but he did u
ID. sleep a wink all night. and early ne
- morning he commenced making
i. quiries in all directions, but not t
B slightest straw of information could
find. He consulted the police. He P
notices in the agony columns" of
B newspapers. Blair and he did ever