Weekly Calaveras chronicle. (Mokelumne Hill, Calaveras County, Cal.) 18??-1874, 1867-11-30

town street.
About one hour subsequently,, Mr..
Haven sauntered into the establishment
of Kartwyn 4 Daley.
About the Twelfth street lease, Mr..
Kartwyn?'
Yes, sir, said the lawyer, rubbing
his hands. "A thousand dollars is a
very fair price, sir. I don't at all OBJ
ject to giving it,
who the duce is talking about a
thousand dollars?' demanded the puz-
zled Haven. Il don't mean to let you
have it a cent short of fifteen hun
bred =
The lawyer looked amazed.
Mrs. Haven was here this morning,
and told me it was her property, and [
could have it for thousand dollars'
Mrs Haven" echoed the astonished
husband. But really you know this is
quite unbusiness-like =
Il don't know whether it is or not
returned the lawyer, stifiy. Il only
know that Mrs. Haven spoke before
witnesses, and that the property is un-
deniably hers y
Mr.. Haven retreated from the field,
vanquishe !, but chatting
At the door Of the carpet,store Nc
Alister met him.
It's all right, sir; the oil-cloth is
half down by this time"
Which oil-cloth ?
'The buff pattern, sir; cheap goods.
Mrs. Haven was here ana ordered it
some time since
mischief she did,
Il hope there is no mistake, sir?'
asked the dealer, anxiously
Mo- returned honest Henry,
disconsolately; adding to himself as he
turned away: what has got into Mary?
is she crazed? p
All things considered, it was not
strange that Mr. Haven was in no very
amiable hlmor by the time he reached
the sanctum of Snip & Scissors.
I'D like to know what you mean by
sending home such garments? he de-
handed, imperiously. Il won't wear
'em, unless they are made over COM
pletely-nor will pay the billp
Sir? demanded the surprised tailor,
you are aware that our rule is, no al,
terations after the bill is settled
Very well-your bill isn't settled,
and it won't be, either, in hurry'
Mrs. Haven paid it, sir, this morn
ing said the surprised tailor, referring
to his books
Mrs. Haven! How the uncaled for
interference of Mrs Haven stared him
in the face at every step. Of course
there was no remonstrance to be made,
however, and the discounted husband
left the establishment.
III stop il at Jordan's any way
he thought, 'and secure that lot it
will be a capital speculation
Mr.. Jordan was standing whistling
in front of his CRATE, with both hands in
his pockets, lie looked up as Henry
Haven entered
well, old fellow?'
Suppose we close up the business
about the Central Park lot said Ha-
ven, carelessly. 4 don't think I can
do better
Your decision comes rather late,'
said Jordan, struggling his shoulders.
i signed over to Smythe & Parker half
an hour ago.
And by whose authority?'
Mr.. Haven's brow was darkening.
Mrs Ravens. She was here little
while since, and told me you would not
take the half lot !
Mr.. Haven bit his lip; this was really
growing little too provoking He left
the real-estate Office abruptly, and went
directly down to his own place.
But had be not been pretty tolerable
certain of the number, he would not
have recognized the rooms. Two men
were on their knees, diligently hammer
ing down the hated buff oil-cloth. Jack,
the office boy, had turned the stove
round, so that it's iron elbow projected
into your face, very much as if it would
have said, Take my ARM! And Mrs.
Haven sat at his desk, sorting and ar
ranging papers with industry worthy of
a more Legitimate cause.
'Mary'
Mrs. Haven looked quietly up.
yes, my dear; Jones Us Brown. he
belongs on the left har pile. Really,
Henry, the confusion of your papers is
quite appallingD
Confusion, madam? I tell you they
are in the most perfect order, rather,
they were before you got hold of them.
Where are my law books ?
'Oh, put them in the closet, the
bindings were so diney, and the Direc-
tories and Handbooks looked so much
brighter.'
Mary, are you crazy? 1t is scarcely
becoming for woman thus to usurp
her husbands place p
we are firm, my dear; at least so
you told me this morning-Henry Ha-
ven & Wife-and therefore our interests
are iden ical..'
Yes, but
Consequently went on Mary MINI
licking her husbands rather pompous
voice of the morning, 4 shall beg the
privilege of interfering whenever l deem
it advisable y
Mr.. Haven looked frowningly at his
wife, but the wrinkles vanished out of
his forehead at the smiling sunshine of
Mary's eyes.
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