LIFTING THE WRONG TOP COAT.

Mount Ida Chronicle, Volume III, Issue 178, 2 August 1872, Page 3

LIFTING THE WRONG TOP COAT.

In a certain city, next so far away from this as to make, it less of local interest, a few evenings 'since, a" party' of frionds met at a social gathering at a fashionable restaurant..' Some-'were bachelors, arid some were in the enjoyment of;' Heaven's best gift to. men'!" The evening was cold, and most of them -wore overcoats." Two "'of them' Tere nearly alike," and were ownedrespectively by Charley and, Charley 8 , one of them married', the other single, and a wild fellow, who as fast as .he.was out of one scrape was, into another. . His friend- CbarleyG.——is a sober mmi, cherishing a b'-ight'-eyed but jealous-hearted . little-. ! wife,, who- loves him tenderly -He J found it-difficult to obtain permission* jto attend the supper at all. It was J giv-eii' at last, with the underst;md : iug| I that-he came home early. He did not,.. j however, but satiate, so very late, in- , deed, t that, he slept soundly the .next. j morning.' He had met with a mis-; I fortune;' too, having stumbled on his. j way'dmme and rolled over in the street.' j His wife, however, set about repairing ! the, mjshap the next morning '"by\ I cleansing- the muddy overcoat. While i encased in this occupation, her hand by ; 'the : merest chance in the world ! strayed into one of the side- pocket? ■of his coat, and encountering a neatly :•'folded billet doux, subseribedj.simplv: to Charley,: read,:—" Do .not go to this horrid supper, love, but come to. me* instead. l-aui : so lonely. 'Your devoted Kate." Oh', my ! .but the little blue eyes flashed, the-color came.- and went upon her cheek : ' and -/forehead-, when she read the few lines. There', wasa moment's pause, as if -to-still the-' intensity of passion; and the Mr._G- —— 'was rudely shaken from his ' bed.- " What's . the, meaning of this, sir -?!'.. and the little hands .trembled with passion, as the offending paper was held up before the culprit.- "1 don-.t > know. Who brought it ?-" " Who brought it sir ! I found' it in your"' co at-pocket, Mr. G-r— —, I want an explanation,; .I will have one.:. I want;a divorce, too!".. -Mr. Gr. was -fully aroused by this time. He protested Ihe knew nothing of the note.; he r .did j not know' how the • treacherous'' little'' th.ing came into his -pocket.*!. He appealed to his wife's good sense. She would :hear no" denial,: but instead', made' another dive into the 'coat- . pocket. , Another little missive .rewarded .her. search'. was; brimful',<?£'thetenderest endearments,'and .dated.only two days back, but-it was in anotker handwriting, very beautiful, and-signed; " Jennie.'"-V" 0!V! ; y : ou' J /Turk—just look at that !" and while Charlie's' be-wildered-.eyes; were.perusing the letter .another /V.isit. ; w_as ;paid. to the .receptacles of love, another letter came out. Tt was delicate, but full of upbraiding:' • It. called Charley' cruel. false, deceit-""' fui ; said that fanny's''heart "would be ; laid at his door," and that liis " once_ * loved 'darling would die early." The lips v were white now with rage, the blue'"'eyes all "-aflame, the' little form drawn up to its fullest "height., Char? ley never saw- her ]obking—nant. " You, monster'"!' Why ~ Brig-1 hmn Young,>yould"he ashamed to do as you- have done !" Another dive . was'"m'ade to the pocket, and; letter after letter brought out, until ; a dozen strewed -the floor, all .evincing . the tenderest, love ..for Charley, lluable • to cope with the storm of •, he made a hasty exit from the room, and, leaving the house, left his wife to meditate upon divorce or- suicide.,at .leisure. A few minutes after, however, the. servant of Charley S-= appeared with, Mr G 's -overcoat*, and respecfully solicited the return of his master's:—' New York Times.'

" By the by, Jerrold,'' ; said Heraud, " Did you read my ' Descent into Hell" "No; sir," responded the'irascible dra/ in'atist, " but I should like to.see it." D ; At,,. Orange, .the other day, a blacksmith . named Martin backed himself and-one of his men, named liiley, to make a .gross of horse-shoes in eight hours. The task was completed in six hours and five minutes. Thirty of the shoes "were made in.fifty-nine ;.min r , utes. . '' ~ ' : ' =J