LOSING A WIFE IN A LONDON FOG.

South Canterbury Times, Issue 3157, 16 May 1883, Page 3

LOSING A WIFE IN A LONDON FOG.

A few days ago a countryman friend with his wife, who is young, and band, somer than be is, essayed to go out for a little shopping. The fog was dreadful. In attempting to cross the street, they got cut off and separated by an intervening cab. The husband landed on the opposite kerb and supposed his wife to be at bis heels. Astonished to find she was not, he rushed back. Meanwhile his wife had crossed in pursuit of him. He became alarmed and ran up the street and down again in fruitless search. The aid of the police was invoked and, after a vain search, someone said “ Madam might have taken a cab and gone to the hotel.” Visions of an elopement haunted the mind of the jealous husband, but he drove to the hotel. Madam was there, and she was in a “ state of mind ” She was mad, very mad, and anyone with the usual experience can imagine how tropical she made it for . him. Ho told me confidently that the little episode cost him well on to fifty pounds. Of course apologies have no commercial Nothing less than one of those fiftyguinea Regent street futdolmans restores harmony in such a case. Nothing less did in this, at any rate. Moral: Don t go out shopping in London on a foggy day without having a string to her.— London coirespondence, “New York Tribune.” •