The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1875-03-05
HOW A WIFE GOT AN ALLOWANCE


Mnllcent Haughton when she was mar
fled to Radcliffe Gates, She was onI,
district school teacher, at SO rnucb :.
month, without home or parents. n.
was wealthy banker. who seemed n
have nothing on earth TO do but tn IN,
dulge ms Whlms and caprices to theil
utteFmost bent, and the world in gen
eral announced its decision that MiIIy
haughton had done uncommonly vel
for herself" wa
But Milly did not look happy upor
That golden July morning, with the sun.
SHINE streaming through the oriel win,
COW OF the great breakfast room al
oates PLACE, and scattering little drops
OF gold and crimson and glowing pur.
pie ON the mossy ground of the stone.
colored carpet.
She was dressed in loose white cam
br1c wrapper, looped and buttoned With
piue, and single pearl arrow upheld
the shining masses Of her lovely auburn
halr. Her eyes were deep. LIQUID hazel
her complexion as soft and radiant$as
the dimpled side of an early peach
ana me little kid-slippered foot that
patted the velvet ottoman was as per.
fect and tapering as a sculptor could
have wished it. AS'
Mr.. Gates, from his side of the
damssk-draped table, eyed her with tne
complacent gaze of proprietorship.
Sne was his wife. He liked her to look
WeH, just as he wanted his horses prop-
erly groomed, and his conseryatories
Kept In order; and he troubled himsaIf
very little about the shadow on her
brow. -AoA
TIM in earnest, Radcliffe, !" she said,
with emphasis.
80 1 supposed, Mrs. Gates. said
the husband, leisurely folding his paper
"a sign that the news within was thor.
oughly exhausted" I sunnosad
But it isn't at all worth while Ia allow
yourseii TO get excited. When I say q
thlng, Mrs. Gates, I generally mean it.
And repeat, ii you need money for anv
sensible and necessary purpose, 1 shall
6e most willing and happy to accommo-
date you"
MiIlicent bit her full, red lower Iip
and drummed impatiently on the table
with her ten restless fingers. ssAnd r
am TO come meekly implorinp Won for
every five-cent piece I happen to
want ?"
YES, Mrs. Gates, if You prefer to
put the matter in that light. I"
Radcliffe, she coaxed. suddenIv
changing her tone, "do give me an al
lowance / don't care how little. DON'T
subject me to the humiliation OF plead
lns Tor e little money half-& dozen times
day. Yon are rich
Exactly, my DEAR" nodded this
benedict, "and that is the way I made
my fortune, by looking personally after
every penny, and I mean to Keep it
But think how I was mortified yes-
terday, when Mrs. Armorer came to ask
me II ! could subscribe fifty cents to-
wards buying hand carriageefor our
Washerwoman's child only fifty cents
and had to say, must ask nv
husband to give me the money when he
returns from the city, for L had not,
even hfty cents of my own. '''a7
All very right-alI very ,nroner y
sald Mr. Gates, playing with q huge
rope OF gold GhaG hung across his chest
IN the guise Of watch chain.
less" Ee1AAA'
THAT rests entirely between them
selves aud their husbands, Mrs. Gates. 2
will not endure 1t, +" cried MiIly.
starting TO her feet, with cheeks dyed
searles, and Indignantly giistenino eyes.
MIR. Gates leaned back in his chair
with provoking complacency.
family. - ~ 40
low are you going to get it, NV
DEAR? retorted her spouse. with an ao.
gravating smile playing around lie coT-
ner OF his mouth. " You have nothino
OF your oWn-absolutely nothing. The
money y 70 all mine. and mean to keep
Milly sat down again, twisting her
pocket handkerchief around and around.
Sna Was not prepared with an imne-
diate answer.
" And now Mrs. Gates. said The
banker, after moment or two of over.
Whelming silence, ssjf you'lI be good i
enough to stitch that button on INV
glove, II go down town.. I have al
ready wasted too much fine.n
20 the verbal passage at arms ended,
worsted. -
She watched ATr. Gates drive off in
an elegant open baronche. drawn by
IWo '..3 lonR talled chestnut horses, all in q
gltter of plated harness, and turned
away, almost Wishing that she was NIL
licent Haughton once again, behind her
desk IN the little rel school.house.
She looked around at the fnlaid furns
1ture. A1lbusson carpets, and satin win.
dow draperies, and Thought with a pas
sionate pang, how little all this availed
her.
It's 50 provoking of Radcliffe. y she
murmured. I've half mind to go
out to service, or tiressmakinr. or some |
thing must have money of NV /
OWE, and I will. Z
just then servant knocked at the |
door with basket aud note.
An old lady Id Shaker bonnet and |
q one horse wagon left it, said the girI,
with d scarcely Dig litter. ss She /
wouldn't come In, although I invited
her.
hrs. Gates opened the note. It ran /
in q stiff old fashioned caligraphY, as If /
The pen were an uawOnted implement /
ii the writer's hand
ssI1EAR MILLr he eHtraw awberries III the south L
raeddsF lot are lust ripe, whore you used 10
pick eTn where jon we're little girl i mo- Pena-
epe picked 3 lot, an6 we made bold Ia send 7
shem ~ you, nor the Ike og old times. as Aunt Il
Araminia 10 going to the city Tomorrow. We /.
l0pB you sill Ike them. AnecEionatelYs your f
friend, Maria ANN PEABODY