The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1904-11-30


which was probably i1liza's idea of
cat once," that young maiden walk
cd into the room and said:
''1f it's any more fault finding
I'd rather go today, directly. I can't
stand it. lou don't know how to
treat a woman, and"-
Perhaps | don't, Eliza" the
major said, with very suspicious
look Of tears in his eyes. perhaps
don't, and"-
"Lor', sir" the girl exclaimed at
the appearance of those eyes, while
her young and tender heart was
touched at the sepulchral tone of
his voice, "don't take it like that. I
don't mind your little tantruns,
and I'll stay to oblige and willing
Missis told me not to mind and that
you couldn't help it. and it was only
q way you'd picked up, but that
your art was good"
"Ah!" the nlajor shrieked now.
"Your mistress! Oh never mention
her. 1'm-T'm going away again for
little time. II shan't be homo
for-for-weal, never mind. Good
by, Polly" etroking tho head of the
somnolent parrot, which Instantly
awoke and bit his finger saEageiy.
'tGoodby, T7b," to the cas-, who ig-
nored him with glacial Indifference,
@and goodby, Eliza. I-I-neyer
mind. Oh, Matildal"
~Goodbyl" Eliza repeated while
weeping. She had kindly heart.
''Goodby! Why, whatever forf And
amt you going to say goodby to
missis, who's just come in?'
"Come inl I won't see herr
But all the same the major had to
see her. A handsome young woman
burst into the room, q young woman
char1ningly dressed, whose first
words were, ooh, the sweet darling
has come hack, and there he isv'
eyes, I have come back to my
wrecked home and happiness.
Wrecked by a viper" the major
groaned.
ttMy dear Samuel" his wife cried.
'Have you gone mad? When you
! must have got my letter telling you
that Tib had gone of again. And
now you call the sweet thing Vi
per-"
'GTibp the major exclaimed.
'Tibl Pray, madam, was it Tib
you we're going to Brighton with?"
<'You goose! You never read the
letter I sent you to the house you
were staying at. You never
t'I've read that" her husband
said, giving the blotting book such
a slap that it slid off the desk on to
the light pink carpet, carrying the
ink pot with it. ''That's enough for
any husbandY
$50 it ought to be. But surely
you got my letter?'
fsNo. I went on to my old colo
nel's yesterday morning, but his
wife's mother was there, so--so-I
came home"
1Well, as you've been looking at
my blotting book, you had better
do SO again, or I'll do it for you"
After which the wife of the majors
heart picked the thing up and re-
peated the letter while supplying
what the hlots had obliterated. And
then that bewildered personags
found that the "H," as he had
thought, was lady's way Of writing
'sTib," and where blot No. / had
fallen it had obliterated "we,n end
blot No. bad obliterated "aId, you
oan." AT which moment the post
man brought the letter itself, ad-
dressed to the major and foTwapaed
from his old colonePs house. At
first his wife was terribly angry at
his cruel suspicious. Then, after he
had gone down on his knees and
promised all sorts of things, such as
not raving quite SO loudly at the
servants and fussing about the
house 80 much and promising to
keep his temper better, she, forgave
him. And to show her forgiveness
she wore the awful blouse for one
whole afternoon when she was "not
at home" And lib and the parrot
had a fight and then went to sleep
together amjcably, and Eliza beam
ed on the happy home. London
King.
German Red Tape.