Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1861-01-01
SOBER SECOND THOUGHT.
BY T. S. ARTHUR.

must nave ~ OnaFles, saiC tHe manu-
pme little wife Of Mr. Whitman. So
ont put on that sober face"
Did | put on sober FACET" asked the
husband, with an attempt TO smile that was
inything but success.
Yes, sober as q man on trial for life.-
Why It's us long as the moral law There
dear, clear 1t up, aud look as if you had at
least one friend in the world. What money
lovers you men are"
q How much will it cost ?" inquired Mr..
Whitman. There was another effort to
lods cheerful and acquiescent.
ABOUT forty dollars" was answered,
with just little taltering in the lady's
yoic,, for she knew the sum would sound
extteagsnt.
forty dollars! Why, Ada, do you think
am made OF money!" Dir. Whi,man's
couneuuuce underwent remarkable
change of expressl,n.
"Ilecla,e, Charles" said his wife,
little mputent!y, you lGuk at me a. If l
were ia object VI fear INSTEAD OF affection
/ DON think this is kind Of you. I've only
had ttfce silk dresses sInce we were mar
lied, while Amy Blight has had six or sew
Ell during the same period, and every one
of herscUst more than mine. | know you
think ne extravagant, but wish you had
wife axe soIe woman could rame.
l ra,hei think you'd find out the difference
blture hug
Thee, there, ret, don't talk to me after
this faslaoni III bring you the money at
dinner tine, that is, if"
No is or butts, if you please. The sen
teuce Is eomplete without them. Thank
you, dear! Pil go this afternoon and buy
the : k. So don't fail to bring the money
&as in Il Silkskin's yesterday. and saw
one OF thesweetest pattern ever laid NY
eyes on. lust suits my style and complex
i'm. | shall be ineonsolahIe if it's gone
You went d-arroint me ?"
Aud Mrs " Eitman laid her soft, white
hand On tht arm OF her husband, and
smiled with sweet persuasion in his face
40, 40. You shall! have the money"
said Mr.. Whitman, turning of from his
wife, as she thought. little abruptly, and
| hurryiGg from her presence. In his pre-
eipiratipn, he had forgotten the usual part
Ing kiss.
That's the way tits always!" said Mrs.
/ Whitman, her whole manner changing, as
the sound Of the closing street duor came
! jarring upon her ears. "Just say money
| 10 OHdIleSJ dbO IL N1CG luGEc Is d clOuu III
| the sky"
She sat down, pouting and half angry
Forty dollars fol new dressw men
ally calculates the husband of vain, pr-tty y,
thoughtless Mrs. Whitman, as he 'nt the
door after him. 81 PROMISE to settle
Thompson's coal bill to dgy-thirty-three
! dollars-but don't know %here the money
is to come from. The~aal is burnt up, and
more must be orderf-' " ueaf ni us
couraged. EveryJear 1 iaii behind hand
This winter, / ma nope to get little IN
odvanca I'm. # forty dollar silk dresses are
] the order q The Day there's END to that
devouriv to be wished Tor circumstance
Debt-debtl How | always have shrunk
from it; but steadily, now, it is closing it's
Brarian arms around me, and my con-
stricting chest labors in respiration. Oh,
if | could but disentangle myself now,
while | have the strength of early manhood
and the bonds that hold me are weak. If
Ada could see as | see-if / only could
make her understand rightly my position
Alas that is hopeless, fear"
And Mr.. Whitman hurried his steps, be-
cause his heart beat quicker and his thought
was unduly excited.
Not long time after Mr.. Whitman left
home, the city postmaster delivered letter
TO his address. His wife examined the
writing on the envelope, which was in a
bold, masculine hand, and said to herself,
Us she did 50,
81 wonder who this can be from ?"
Something more than curiosity moved
her. There intruded on her mind a vague
feeling of disquiet, as if the missive bore
unpleasant news for her husband. The
stamp showed it to be city letter A few
times, of late ,'such letters had come to his
address, and she had noticed that he read
them hurriedlr, thrust them without re-
mark into his pocket, and became silent
aud sober faced.
Mrs. Whitman turned the letter over and
over again in her hand, in a thoughtful
way, and as she dad SO, the image of her
husband, sober faced and silent as he had
| become for most of the time of late, pre-
sented itself with unusual vividDess, il
awakened sympathy in her heart.
Poor Charlesw she said, as the feeling
| increased Pm afraid something IS going
wang with him. +"
Placing the letter on the mantle piece
where he could see it when he came in
Mrs. Whitman entered upon some house
hold duties, but a strange impression. as Of
weight, lay upon her heart--a sense o.
impending evii--a vague. troubled disturb
ance OF her usual inward self.satisfaetion.
1.-THE thought of Mrs Whitman REQUIRED
rs was natural, to the elegant silk dress o.
which she was to become the owner on thai
day, she did not feel the proud satisfaction
her vain heart experienced a little while
before. Something Of its beauty had faded
/" IL L only knew what the letter con-
tained?' she said, half an hour after it-had
come in, her mind still feeling the pressure