, 1872-02-15
A MIRROR.
One i'm which many Persons may sec
Themselves Reelected.

/ Themselves Reflected.
"Albert, wish you would let me
have seventy-five cents.
J. Kate Landman spoke very carefully,
for she knew that her husband had not
much money to spare yet she spoke earn
estly, and there was world Of entreaty
in her look.
"What do You want seventy-A cents
for asked Albert.
81 want to get some braid for my new
dress"
"I thought you had all the material
on hand for that
81 thought had, but Mrs. Brown
and Mrs. Thompson both have trim
ming of braid upon theirs, and it looks
very pretty, it is fashionable, and it GER
tainly adds much to the beauty of the
dress.
Plague take these women S fashions! !!
Your endless trimmings and thing-a-ma-
jigs cost more than the dress is worth.
It's nothing but shell out the money,
when once a woman thinks of q new
dress" =
I don't have many new dresses. |
do certainly try to be economical as
can."
alt is funny kind of economy at all
events; but if you must have it, I sup
pose you must
And Albert Landman took out his wal
let and counted out the seventy-five
cents; but he gave it grudgingly, and
when he put the wallet back into his
pocket, he did with an emphasis that
seemed to say, he would not take it out
again. 4i' at "e'
When Albert reached the outer door,
on his way to work, the weather looked
so threatening that he concluded to 60
back and get his umbrella; and upon re-
entering the sitting-room he found his
wife in tears. She tried to hide the fact
that she had been weeping, but he
caught her in the act, and asked what it
meant. l
"Good gracious " cried her husband,
81 should like to know if you are crying
at what said about the dress ?''
-" I was not crying at what you said,
replied Kate, TREMENDOUSLY; but you was
so reluctant to grant me the favor. I
was thinking how hard have to work.
I am tied to the house; how many little
things 1 have to perplex me; then to
think, 4r
"Pshaw what do you want to be SO
foolish for ?''
And away started Albert Landman a
second time, but he was not to escape
so easily. In the hall he was met by
his daughter Lizzie, q bright-eyed, rosy
checked girl of ten years.
40, Papa, give me fifteen cents ?'
"What p,
80, want fifteen cents. Do please
give it to me-" t4las. ---
"What in the world do you want
with it; are they changing school books
again p al a
"No; want a hoop. Ellen Smith
has got one, SO has Mary Rock, and Sar-
all Allen. Mr.. Grant has got some real
pretty ones to sell. Can'tI have one ?"
!" Nonsense ! if you want hoop go
get one off some old barrel. I can't af-
ford to be buying hoops for you to be
trudging about the Streets" ps sssz
"Please, Papa" 5f
''No, 1 told you" ] sri ssssj
The bright blue eyes filled with tears,
and the child's sobbing broke on his ear.
Albert Landman hurried from the house,
With some very impatient words on his
lips. ste
This was in the morning. At noon,
when he came home to his dinner there
was cloud over the household. His
wife was sober, and even little Lizzie,
usually gay and hllthsoWe, was sad and
silent. lH
But these things could not last long
in that household, for the husband and
wife really loved each other devotedly,
and were at heart kind and forbearing.
When Albert came to his supper, Kate
greeted him with q kiss, andin moment
sunshine came back; and had the lesson
ended there, the husband might have
fancied that he had lone nothing wrong,
and the cloud had been nothing but the
exaltation of domestic ferment, and
for which no one was particularly re-
sponsible, and might have banished the
convictions that women's fashions were
q nuisance and humhug, as well as q
frightful draft upon hus bands pockets.
After tea, Albert did few chores, lit
a cigar and walked out. He had gone
but short distance, when he met Liz
zie. In her right hand she dragged
hoop, which had been dragged from q
dilapidated -four barrel, while with her
left she was rubbing her red, swnllep