All Angry Lord

The London ' 'relatos the 'ollowing ; ig a noble adv, who is young, beautiful and good, : Duriugthe Anny Bill debate her noble ,. lui is is proud and fond of lier is ho slioukl 1', WM just about to risc vnd deliver a violent ;;tt;iek upon ■ hing or somebody! when ;t telegram was iut into his hands. Se ruad it, turned alo, juitted lbo houso, callcd :i --lii, to the Charing Ci" n and ent to Dover, and was no more heard ot' uvitil the ïiuxt day, when he returned to ,. home, and to his first inquiry was told that t'ho Countcss was in hor own room. Ho hastened to her, and a ' r,w en me 1, the exact worda of whioh no one knows but themselvea. At lost, howhe barst out: " Xhen what did you mean by your telegram V" Mum 'r What I said of r hat ure you talMng d it for yourself," returned the still unappeased husband. She did read : " 1 nee with 3,lr. , to Dover straight. Pray for me." For a moment is startled, but then lunst into a aearty nt oí laugüter. "luosi areaaiui tclegriii'li people. No wonder you aro out of your miad. 1 telegraphed siinply, I tea with Mrs. , in Dover stroet. Stuy for me.' " His Lordship was .su sava;o at the laugh he had raised againsi hhiiM'If that ho was at first nclinod (o make :t Parliamentary question of it, but, listoning tb moro judicioua advioe, rol'raiiu d.