The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1861-05-09

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left the house a few moments She stood,
with a thoughtful face, her mind dindrawn
and her whole manner completely chang.
led. Then she went to her roomand COM
menced dressings go out.
Two hours later, and we find her in a
ljewehy store on Broadway.
= Can say a word to you 2" She ad-
dressed the owner. Of the store, who knew
her very well.
Certainly he replied, and they NOV
| ed to the lover end of one of the long
/ show cases.
Mrs Whitman drew from her pocket a
lady's watch and chain, and laying them
on the show case, said, at the same time
holding out the bill she had taken from
the envelope addressed to her husband
81 cannot afford to wear this watch I;
my husband circumstances are too limi-
ted. / tell you so frankly. 1t should
never have been purchased but two in
dulgent husband yielded to the importu-
mites of a foolish yonng wife. ] say this
to take blame from him. Now, sir, meet
the case, if you can do so in fairness to
yourself: Take back the watch, and say
how much 7 shall pay you besides
The jeweller dropped his eyes to think.
The case took him little by surprise.
lie stood for nearly a minute; then ta-
king the bill and watch, he said:
Wait a moment and went to a desk
near By.
VIII that do 2.
Heshad come forward again, and now
presented her with the receipted bill. His
face wore q asplcased expression.
How much shall | pay yousy" asked
Mrs. Whitman, drawing out her pocket
book.
Nothing. The watch is not deGaced." I"
g You have done a kind act, sir, said
Mrs. Whitman, with feeling trembling
along her voice. g hope you viii not
think unfavourable Of my husband. It's
no fault of his that the debt has not been
paid Good morning, sir
Mrs Whitman drew her veil over. her
face, and went, with light steps and ;alight
heart, from the store. The pleasure she
had experienced on receiving her watch
was not to be compared with that now,
feltin parting with it. From the jewel
let's she went to the bootmalzeis and paid
thebiIlof twentysfvedoll.rs Z fiomt thence
to her milliner's, and settled for her last
bonnet.
g 1 know you're dying to see my new
dress said Mrs Whitman, gaily, as she
drew her arm within that of herhusband,
on his appearance that evening. Come
over TO our bedroom, and let me show it.
Come along Don't hang back, Charles,
as il. you were afraid. =
Charles Whitman went. with Lis wife
passiyely, looking more like man on
his way to receive sentence than in cx-
pectation ofa pleasant sight. Ills thoughts
were bitter
.sshalI my Ada become lost to me- he
said in his heart lost to me in a world
Eoffolly, fashion, and extravaganza 2"
.sSit down, Charles" She led him to
a large; cushioned chair. Her manner
had undergone q change The brightness
ofoher countenance had departed She
took something, in y hurried way, from
the drawer, and catching UP q foot-stool,
placed it on lssaoor near him, and look
ed tenderI.F and lovingly in his face
Then she handed him the jewellers bill.
@It.is receipted, you see" Her voice
futtered alittle.
/" Ada! how is this? What does it
mean He flushed and grew eager.
~ returned the watch, and Mr.. R. re-
ceipted the bill. / would have paid for
damage, but he said it was uninjured, and
asked nothing"
Oh, Adaa
And this is receipted also-and this"
handing the other bills she had paid
j. And now, DEAR she added, how do
you like my dress2 Isn't it beautiful p
We leave the explanation and scene
that followed te the readers imagination.
If any fair lady however, who, like Ada,
has been drawing too heavily upon her
husbands slender income, for silks and
jewels, is at5a loss to realise the scene, let