Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1868-09-03

us this money in the pockot,book all
you've got left, Charles Z" demanded his
mother, about ten days after their unex,
pected arrival,
"Yes, mother"
SONY five dollars ana the rent will
come due tomorrow, and there's a bill for
groceries, enough 10 make ones hair stand
on end-and as for milk, don't see how
men can sleep at night who charge, ten
cents quart for milk that's half water
And nobody knows how much the doctor,
bill is going TO be, and Bridgets wages
but Ill discharge her tomorrow morn,
ing, Ii your wsfe can't do the work OF
these few rooms, | can.
Charles Page closed his eyes YEARLY,
aud pressed his hand upon his throbbing
Temples, II was not the best course OF
treatment for fevcrish patient, this emu.
moration of domestic troubles. hut old
Mrs, Page had never been sick herself,
and consequently made little allowance
Tor the weak and WORKOUT state Of her
son.
II don't know what Iauras doing up in
their other room, "wonton the old lady. She
had great deal better buy w0sh-;uh
and bar Of yellow soap, and do the fam
lily washing instead of putting it ont, at
seyenty-tiyo cents dozen, and spending
her time writing poetry"
"Laura has been the most tender and
devoted Of nurses 10 me, and | will listen
70 no asporsions Of her conduct" inter.
ruptod Charles Page, Indignantly
Mrs, Page screwed her lips tightly to-
gethcr, as she turned the solitary iiye-dol-
lar bill over and over, but she yenturcd on
no more derogatory remarks, down stairs,
Creeping like venerable pusy-oat up the
stairway, she entered her daughtcr-in-
laws apartment with the stcalthy move
ment peculiar to that quadruped.
"Palnting, oh, Mrs, Charles Let me
tell you | think its you duty 10 attend a
/ little more to the homework, and lc., 10
/ your fine amusemeuts up here. Do You
see this fye-dollar bill its all we've got
left in the house, and if you think its go-
ing to support you in idlcnosS, you're mis-
/ taken
ais Charles alone, mother Z"
YES, he is aloue,-but as | was say
ing"
II think we had better join him
Old Mrs Page hobbling down after Iau-
ra's graceful sweeping movement, grumb-
ling as she went.
Laura, said her husband, with a lroub.
led face, my mother tells me that oar funds
are getting low
comfy this iye-dollar bill left, ~ said tile
old lady, clutchiug il grccdily, as If fearful
that it would take wings unto itself and
vanish into thin air
TO do -
Might as well ask advice Of the biggest
wax doll in The shop around the corner,
grumblcd Mrs Page, soto toce.
See, Charles
Laura had opened her little rortmouualc,
and was showellus out it, contents on the
bed, close 10 Charles hand
Count il, drar!'
"My gracious me" calculated the old
lady, "wbere did an these hin, come from 2'
Seventy dollars My dearest wife. how
did YOU get this 20
Laura's cheek flushed high with pride auI
qualification
" My little picture of Spring in the Wdl
erncSs, was sold this mOynluE.'C hayl,s. and
| have orders for two more, at the same
pricc!'
Seventy dollars, For rrumpcry pic.
turc! gasped Mrs. Page Senior under her
breath yet looking ut Laura. with new
Difference and admiration dawutug in her
face. The woman who could earn erycutv
dollars by weeks work was not ia DC dr,'
piscdi
Charles Pages eyes filled, with lear,-hc
pressed his lips lovingly 10 the baui whose
wniteneSs Mrs. Page had SO dcs pissed
My dear Ittle wife; my help gIest u-
dcci!' he murmurel softly.