Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1861-03-29
Mi,srellang.
SOBER SECOND THOUGHT
BY T. S. ARTHUR.

"I must have it, Charles said the
so don't put on. that sober face. -
did l put on a sober face?' asked
the husband, with an attempt to smile
that was anything but success.
Yes, sober as man on trial for his
life. Why, it's as long as the moral
law There, dear, clear it up, and look
as if you had at least one friend in the
world What money-lovers you men
arer'
elbow much will it cost? inquired Mr..
Whitman There was another effort to
look cheerful and acquiescent.
about forty dollars was answered,
with just little faltering in the lady S
voice, for she knew the sum would
sound extravagant.
Forty dollars, why, Ada, do you
think | am made of money!" Mr.
Whitman's countenance underwent re-
markable change of expression.
II declare, Charles, " said his wife, a
little impatiently, "you look at me as if
I were an object of fear instead of af-
fection. | don't think this is kind OF
you. I've only had three silk dresses
since we we're married.. while Amy
Blight has had six or seven during the
same period, and every one of hers cost
more than mine. l know you think me
extravagant, but wish you had a wife
I like some women [ could name. |
rather think you'd find out the difference
before long. -
"There, there, don t talk to me after
this fashion. Ill bring you the money
at dinner time, that is, if
''No ifs nor butts, if you please The
sentence is complete without them
Thank you, dear! I'll go this afternoon
and buy the silk So don't fail to bring
the money Twas in Silksins yesterday
and saw one of the sweetest patterns /
ever laid my ewes on. just suits my
style and complexion. shall be in,
consolable if its gone. You won't dis
appoint me?''
And Mrs. Whitman laid her soft
white hand on the arm of her husband
and smiled with sweet persuasion in hel
face
30, no. You shall have the money
said Mr.. Whitman, turning off from hi:
wife, as she thought, little abruptly
and hurrying from her presence. II
his precipitation, lie had forgotten the
usual parting kiss.
"That's the way it is always" sale
Mrs. w, her whole manner changing
as the sound of the closing street dooI
came jarring upon her ears.
"Just say money to Charles, and a
once there is cloud in the sky"
She sat down, pouting and half angry
Forty dollars for new dress! men
tally calculated the husband of. vain
pretty, thoughtless Mrs. Whitman,> IA
he shut the door after him. Il prom
ised to settle Thompson's coal bill to
day-thirtythree dollars-but don
know where the money is to come from
The coal is burnt up, and more must b
ordered. Q, dear! I'm discouraged =
Every year [ fall behind hand Thi
winter [ did hope to get little i
advance, but if forty dollar silk dresse
are the order Of a day, there's an end t
that devoutly to be wished for circum
stance Debt-Debt! How [ have al
ways shrunk from it; bat steadily, now
it is closing its Briarian arms aroun
, me, and my constructing chest labors i
respiration. Oh, if could but diser
tangle myself now, while [ have tn
strength of my early manhood and th
bonds that hold me are weak.
Ada could see as I see-if I coul
! only make her understand rightly m
position. Alas! that is hopeless, fear
And Mr.'Whitman hurried his step
because his heart beat quicker, and hi
thoughts were unduly excited
Not long time after Mr. Whitma
left home, the city postmaster delivere
a letter to his address. His wife exam
ined the writing on the envelop,
: which was in bold, masculine han,
and said to herself, as she did SO:
81 wonder who this can be from?"
> Something more than curiosity move