. Wit, humor and pathos . oys. You will see them inevery large city and at every watering-place—men mar-ried to suffering, neglected wives, but flirting withscores of young ladies. Yesterday a young lady, Miss Ida , at the United States Hotel, received a letter from one of thesemarried Browns Boy flirts at the Clarendon. Miss Idacarried the letter all day, and accidentally dropped itin the ball-room last night. The writer is a handsomeman, the husband of a devoted wife, and the fatherof beautiful children, and this, alas! is the heartlessletter which he writes to one of our young ladies to-day
. Wit, humor and pathos . oys. You will see them inevery large city and at every watering-place—men mar-ried to suffering, neglected wives, but flirting withscores of young ladies. Yesterday a young lady, Miss Ida , at the United States Hotel, received a letter from one of thesemarried Browns Boy flirts at the Clarendon. Miss Idacarried the letter all day, and accidentally dropped itin the ball-room last night. The writer is a handsomeman, the husband of a devoted wife, and the fatherof beautiful children, and this, alas! is the heartlessletter which he writes to one of our young ladies to-day : Clarendon, July own darling : I will try and see you to-night in the piano cornerof the big parlor—at eight. Manage to be there withLizzie and Charley, for they arespooney and we can shake them,and they will take it as a send you my photograph. Howdo you like it? Do send me are in my mind constantly—day and night. You say you dont MY PHOTOGRAPH. thmk J can be true to yQU %&& 150. 151 have a wife at the Clarendon. Have I not toldyou, dearest, that I have no wife ? To be sure, weare married, but she is not my wife. I do not loveher as I love you. She belonged to a very richfamily, and had a good deal of property—Boulevardlots. She laid no claim to being aristocratic. Myfamily were aristocratic. There is no better blood inthe Knickerbocker Club than he has who has sooften confessed his love to you. She married me formy aristocratic connections, and I married her, alas!I am ashamed to confess it, for her great wealth. Weare married, but not mated. Then, after she nursedme through a long spell of sickness, she looked hag-gard and worn. Then I told her I could not loveher unless she looked fresh and beautiful. She lookedsad at this, and turned her head away. Foolish I resolved to get a divorce. This was beforeI saw you, my dear, sweet girl—before Miss S. pre-sented us at the last ball. Didnt we have a sweettime? Then, when, we rode o
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