Squatter sovereign., 1855-10-30

The idea thapihey absorbed amy sconsid-
lerable portion of his salary. never occur
red to him.. He had always eratifed his
appetite or his inclination in these trifing
/ matters, as they seemed to him, aud they
come to be regarded as necessities. -.
i Still, Charles Converse had turned over
a new leaf He refrained from nufchas-
| ing great many articles Soh be hallin-
| tended to get when he received the quar-
ter salary, and as he seated hinselfin the
cars he congratulated himself on firmness
/ with which he had carried out the resolu-
ton of the previous evening.
| You are late Charles said Mary when
he reached his sunny little cottage.
/ i have been paying my quarter bills
replied he with smile. Here they are,
my sweet accountant
i He threw the bills upon the table and
while she was examining them, he tossed
his bank book in her face.
What : exclaimed she, in astonishment,
as she saw the book. Fifty dol
lars 2
Yes my dear-female infuence-the
influence of wife, and the husband play
fully kissed her. i am convicted of sin
and converted too, which is better STILL
am resolved to be prudent economical,
saving even parsimonious.'
Il am glad to hear it."
| sAnd the house will be built in Just five
years according to the programme of the
Savings Bank
AS he spoke he took from his pockets
three of the city evening papers.
"Not quite cured Charles" said Mary
with smile. E 5i
| What do you mean?' s
journal, Transcript, and Traveller
too cents each,' laughed Mary. You are
determined the publishers shall live
why, Mary, you wouldn't have me
live without a newspaper, would you 3
That would be depth Of barbarism to
which I would never descend replied
Charles, with look of astonishment at the
interesting mentor. ~
Certainly not; bu, is not one paper a
day enough:a' 2s 81 AZ
THAT is but trife.' ab g.s
The rain falls in drops but washes the
whole earth. Four cents day for a
year amounts TO about twelve dollars
Charles scratched his head. 1t was
most astounding re7elation to him. sa
You are right Mary. One paper is
enough distracted. A new idea was
penetrating his brain, which, he began to
think, had been rather muddy on fnan-
cial affairs.
AS he rose from the table he took out
his cigar case, as he did SO, the little fell
low within who had spoken to him when
he came out of the cigar shop, began to
upbraid him pretty sharply. He burnt his
fingers in attempting to light the fragrant
rolls, and he relapsed into fit Of deep mu-
sing.
What are you thinking about, Charles2'
asked Mary, after she had cleared away
the table, t
'Ehg Oh, was thinking how much
twelve times three hundred sixty-fve
are
Twelve means twelve cents, ] suppose;
said she, performing the problem on the
margin of one of the newspapers. Here
it is-s44, So
For cigars, added Charles, blandly.
(which added to the sum paid for su-
perfluous newspapers make s59,2S.'
And twenty for shaving. which may
do myself. are s79. 49, continued Charles.
taking the pencil and ciphering away with
all his might for few moments.
.Gleason's Pick,orial, Home Journal,
Saturday Courier, and your County paper
But my dear, we can't do without our
Comfy paper 2 exclaimed Charles, looking
with amazement into the face of his wife.
4 don't want you to do without that,
Charles
Sherry cobblers. ice cream, and oysters
over hundred dollars. by thunder. con-
tinued Charles turning to his figures
again.
Indeed 2.
Il begin to see where the two hundred
and sixty-eight dollars have gone Io,' said
he.
And sherry cobblers are worse than
useless had no idea you drank Char
les
Say no more. Mary; am done"
And he was done. The idea OF saving
up' something took complete possession of
him-not so far as to make him niggardly
l---5u. iar enough to make him abandon.