The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1900-07-23
HIS CONSECUTIVE LETTERS.
They Became Mixed, and His Wife at
the Seaside Had a Hard Time.


the Seaside Had a Hard Time.
Now Arthur" said Mrs. harrington.
as her husband put three handbags in
the seat beside her and handed over
six baggage checks, Il want you to be
sure and write to me every day, and tell
me everything you think, just how
much you miss me. and all about the
way the servants get along. Don't omit
any of the details. thinking that 1 shall
not be interested, for every word that
you write, dear. will be precious to me.
Put plenty of local color in your let
ters."
"Oh. I'll keep you posted" he replied.
| You go ahead and have a good time
and cont worry about me. I'll get
/ along some way. OF course it'll be
| lonely and all that, but I'll manage to
! pass the time. It'll be rather dismal for
me to sit on the front porch alone when
II begins to get dark, thinking of you in
the gay crowd having good time, and
never giving a thought to
| Arthur Darlington" his pretty wife
1 interrupted, IF you continue to talk
| that way 1 Just sha'n't go. You know
/ shall think Of you every minute am
| away, and If the doctor hadn't said
the sea would be good for me L wouldn't
have thought of accepting Aunt Lau-
ra's invitation. Please don't fret me,
love. will you? Remember that wher-
ever I may be- and no matter how gay
my surroundings, 1 shall be thinking of
you, and" lowering her voice to a
whisper) my soul will still be commun-
ing with your soul"
They threw kisses at each other as
the train moved away. Then Barring
ton went to his Office and began writing
I.Ne h xN~ff 10
wrote fourteen of them-enough to last
two weeks. In general outline the let
tiers were about the same. He started
each by filling sheet with endearing
words and declarations that he was
very lonely without his darling. Then
followed the local color she wanted in
the form of comments on occurrences
OF the day in and around their home.
: The letters were not dated, but he
sealed and addressed them, and arrang-
ed them in a bunch. so that his stem
ographer could take off the top one
day after day and drop 1t into the mail
box.
He had been gone nearly a week when
there came "A telegram for him. OF
y course kilograms had to be opened, and
when Miss Wildreth the stenographer
read the message, she turned pale.
why don't you answer my questions
:, about the housemaids ankle and your
liver2 Am awfully worried"
That was what Elizabeth harrington
e had telegraphed. After studying the
Q matter for a while Miss Wildreth de-
u cided that II was necessary for her t.
= act. She was clever enough to hold q
n position that not more than one mar
out OF fifty could have filed, and sht
n had the habit of keeping her eyes anC
ears open. sill. she said to herself:
n The housemaid's ankle? I can Sc,
y how he might know something abou
Z. his own liver. but-and why should hi
~ wife, OF all people. want him tn SCI
n about IL? Well. II ever I get married.
~ But instead OF finishing what she ha'
Is started to say. she wrote the following
y dispatch:
y. Leg and liver O. X. Don't worry"
DI IL was about 10 o'clock the next da,
- when another telegram for Arthur Bar
l. rington was received. 1t read
Yesterdays letter contradicts tele
III gram. Why are you deceiving me? AR
d, you better today? Shall come home?
N The stenographer's reply was as fol
Sc lows:
y. Am true as steel Don't think q
" coming home"
es Miss Wildreth had just begun to fe,
p that she had succeeded in settling tn
g disagreeable business when a messer
US ger boy arrived with another Telegram
oe In which her employers wife said:
Don't understand. What do yo
no mean by being true as steel? Somethin
vi tells me you are worse. Wire immed
y: ately."
ou The stenographer replied:
=, Never mind reference to steel. Al
o. all right
&c Mrs. harrington watched eagerly Z,
We the postman on the following day. an
"a when he handed her Arthur's letter 81
~ opened 1t with trembling fingers cage
ne ~ she scanned the first page and wa
about half through the local color whe
she jumped up and ran to her aun
We crying:
u Merciful goodness, What can tn
Iu mean? Three days ago Arthur wro
"e that the housemaid was'still laid I
- with her lame ankle which have tri,
- IN vain to get him to tell me about. al
W that he was not feeling we'll and Il
doctor had told him his liver was o
=" or order. Yet here in today's letter
tells me that the housemaid has ia
fallen out of a cherry tree, sprainiI
.E her ankle. and that he made himself
Welsh rarebit night before last al
ate so much of IL that his liver IS
N, upset. Why on earth did the hous
maid climb n cherry tree when she h:
lame ankle. and what aver poooa,c