The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1906-01-24

get home earlier IL he chose"
When at length Mr. Syblett came in,
his wife's countenance wore troubled
expression. He did not appear to OBJ
serve it, but said:
Emma, I'm sorry, but can't stay
to tea just now. 1 must be of at once
on particular business"
"Business? l don't see what bust
ness you can have after Office hours"
said Mrs Syblett, coldly.
"No-women never do understand
such things, so it's no use trying to
explain. I'll be back in about couple
Of hours. Don't wait tea for me; and
if you feel lonesome couldn't you send
over for your 'chatterbox' friend, Mrs.
Glanyill?"
''I thought you didn't like PollieT'
"Well, / don't particularly admire
her, but if you like her society, I've no
objection"
"Well. don't like to hear my friends
abused" said Mrs. Syblett. "And, at
any rate, Pollie is quite as nice as that
bald-headed, red-faced Mr.. Crewes that
you're so fond OF, and are always ask
ing to dinnerw
Mr. Syblett laughed good-naturedly.
Hes capital fellow, is Joe. You'll
like him better some day. Where's
my other coat?"
And he hustled about and got him
self ready, just as Joseph Crewes drove
up to the door. And the fine pair of
horses of which Mr.. Crewes was so
oer GU lno Inn
his wife to spend the evening alone.
81 wonder where they are going?"
she thought turning from the window
whence she had watched them. "This
looks more like pleasure than business,
and George seems in uncommonly good
spirits
Her eyes fell upon her husbands
coat which he had carelessly thrown
across a chair; the end Of morocco
covered notebook protruded from an
inside pocket She instantly pounced
upon it.
Here might be found hint or clew
TO the 'business" which had kept
George away from home the last few
evenings.
She removed the elastic band and
eagerly scanned the pages.
There We're plenty of memoranda,
and mysterious records, and notes of
various matters, as unintelligible to
Mrs. Syblett as so many Egyptian hier-
oglyphics.
But as she handled the book some
thing carefully wrapped in tissue
paper slipped from a little pocket and
fell at her feet Picking it up, her
horror-stricken gaze rested upon the
photograph of beautiful woman.
A storm of mingled jealousy and in
dignation swept over her. She dropped
the picture, and was standing stonily
gazing at it when Bridget announced
Mrs. G,anvill.
"Show her up" said Mrs. Syblett, as
she sank Historically Oh the lounge and
began to beat the carpet with her feet
and clutch the cushions with her hands.
And Bridget, well knowing these
symptoms, hurried down with report
which speedily brought up the visitor.
"My darling Emmaw exclaimed Mrs.
Glanvill, bending over her friend.
''what has happened? What is the
matter?"
For answer Mrs. Syblett pointed to
the photograph upon the floor.
II found it in-in his pocketr' she
sobbed.
Mrs. Glanvilrs eyes sparkled. She
cursed up her lips and looked long and
curiously at the picture.
"Oh, Pollle, what am to do? Isn't
It dreadful?" walled Mrs. Syblett
my DEAR" answered Mrs. Glanvill
with ominous calmness, cts only what
I have been prepared for. Don't you
remember how often before your mar
riage l warned you not to trust George
Syblett?"
This was true, for Mrs. Glanvill
then Miss Nav. failing in her efforts
to entrap Syblett had done her best to
prevent his marrying her friend
at is only during the last week that
he has been so changed" moaned
Emma. "He hardly comes home at all
now, and neglects me shamefully"
..'We can understand why" said Mrs
Glanvill, glanclng significantly at the
photograph. "Have you any idea
Gluilh, MuO tnlS 10
Not the least; but it looks like some
brazen actress or ballet dancer"
Its very handsome. at least" said
Pollie, with a half-mallcious side
glance at her friend.
Handsome! How can you say SO
Only look at the short, snub nose, and
the enormous mouth, and the low
idiotlc forehead! 1t looks quite coars,
and vicious. And then the figure! Die
you ever see anything 30 shameless"
shocking, indeed; but. then. some
first-class society women are no bettel
those Hollworthys, for instance, wh'
imagine they have such good figures
I'm sure nothing on earth could in
duce me to make such display of my
self In public as those girls do!'
Anyone who had glanced at Mrs
Gianvill's figure would have been con
vincfd of the sincerity of this declara
ton
How did you happen to find this :?
resumed Pollle, curiously.
Il was looking over that little note
book there just to see If could fin
out what business detained George i
the evenings, and the photo slipped ou
OF cunning little pocket In the cover.
And you did find clewT' inquire
Mrs. Glanyill, eagerly.