SINGULAR RENCONTRE.

Evening Star, Issue 4156, 22 June 1876, Page 3

SINGULAR RENCONTRE.

The following reads like an imaginary story, but the Chicago 'Tribune' vouches for its truth :—"Wednesday morning four gentlemen sat in the breakfast-room of the Grand Pacific Hotel, in that city. All were reading the morning papers, when suddenly one broke the silence with the remark, 'By Jove! she's divorced again.' Noticing that his words had attracted the attention of his companions, he apologised and explained that he had been somewhat surprised to see the divorce of his quondam wife chronicled in the legal intelligence. 'She and I parted,' he said, in a dreamy retrospective manner, 'in August, 1872, and two months afterward she married up in PeoriaafellownamedTompkins.' 'Tompkins ?' said the second gentleman, with sudden interest; 'Tompkins, Peoria, October, 1872. Was her name Theodosia 1 Woman who had limpid blue eyes, and always had a rolling-pin under her pillow on the nights the lodge met 1 ' The same, stranger, the same. Shake old pard,' said the first speaker, 'and how was she?' 'She was all my fancy painted her,' replied the second. ' But I had a rival in a stove-lifter, for whom she had too much aftection, and in January, 1875, the courts of Lafayette, Indiana, dis- | solved the bonds between us. I grieve she married again—some rooster called Green, I heard.* 'I am the-rooster called Green, and am glad to make your acquaintance. Gentlemen, I knew your wife well for over a year, and barring her vivacity with toasting-forks and long-handled frying-pans, a better wife I never had. But we parted last December, as soon as I could get out of the doctor's hands with a fracture of the skull (in conjunction with a discussion concerning getting up to light the fire—also a bootjack), .«»xid I thought the fact of our divoice had been previously announced.' 'But,' said the last speaker,' your name, my companion in divorce, is Green; the last time she was divorced it was from Brown.' 'Brown? Brown?' said Mr Tompkins, reflectively; ' there was one fellow named Brown used to tag after her.' It must be the same one. ' Gentlemen,' said the first speaker, reflectively, ' this is a moßt remarkable coincidence. I don't usually drink after breakfast, but this is a special occasion, and we may, mayn't we?' So they all went out to the bar-room together to drink success to Brown, and as they stepped up to the bar they met a man who said; " Gentlemen, this is my treat

I har* juit bm divorod, and my name is Brown, and I'm going to treat the house.' His three friends shook hands with him solemnly, exchanging three looks of intelligence among themselves, when a weak-eyed young man walked in diagonally and said: ' See here, you fellers have got to take a bottle of wine with me. I'm a newly-married man; bridegroom rejoicing to run a race, you know; have something V And so he wandered on till, to get rid of him, they agreed to go upstairs to the ladies' parlor and be presented to his newly-made bride. They did so, and lo ! and behold she was their wife! The situation was sufficiently embarrassing 1 , but the woman didn't faint, but simply remarked : * Oh, Mr Green, glad to meet you; your face seems familiar to me, Mr Tompkins ? Somehow your name seems known to me, Mr Brown, I seem to recollect your face; any relation to the Browns of Lafayette, Indiana V And so on."