The Two Wives; Or, Lost and Won

, as he entered, with the weak and yielding

ng homeward, and who wished to be there. "In fact, I don't really want any

l"-and Ellis spoke to the bar-tender-"M

and the two men retired to a table that stood in a remote pa

ted. He knows his business," said Ellis, as

ed Wilkinson, as he sipp

ived the taste of what he drank. Suddenly, he pushed the glas

at my absence. Come around to my store, to-morrow, and we will talk this matte

wn, wil

ickly the arm of his friend, and almost forc

until to-morrow what can as well be done to-day. That is my motto. I w

mpatiently. "What do you want to sa

tumbler. There, now; come, you must do the same. Drink to good old

a strong glass of brandy toddy were making rapid

ied his glass,

w, I'm all

zy of mine-if I must call the dear girl by such a name-is leading me the deuce of a life. Confound her pretty face! I love her, and w

ain, but that is her weakness. She is your wife, and you must bear w

ve a week of my experience. You wo

ot so sure that you are not quite as much to blame

read so charming an author? But, at the very proposition, she flared up, and said she didn't want to hear my musty old histories. Humph! A nice w

"I should now, at least, be at home

do, Jack-say? Giv

u to do is to go home,

effort to rise; but the h

founded hurry. Can't you talk with an old friend for a minute or so

e head of Wilkinson so clear as when he entered the bar-room. Th

of Cara-oh, yes, of Cara. Bless her heart, but confound her cro

ve said," repl

g just to make her sensible of her unkindness to one of the best of husbands-and I'm not going ho

exclaimed by one of the inmates of the ba

lips of Ellis, whose face was turned

ad uncovered, her under person clad in a white wrapper, and her face colourles

as her husband's eyes rested upon her,

Wilkinson wa

oice of anguish. "Come home! Come q

fell upon that startling scene; for Wilkinson and his wife vanishe