The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1879-04-24

els that all cried, clasping her in
my arms, and feeling intense relief, and
then told her how unkind it was to keep
me in such suspense; and she laid her
brown head on my breast and begged to be
forgiven.
Now every woman has her Napoleon
BOnaparte, and my wife's was Mrs. Will
liam BendOin, and the agonizing thought
of being outshOne by that lady at church
had caused all this commotion, and per
haps given me dyspepsia through eating
tough bread. explained to my domestic
angel that cashmere shawls came from one
part of the world and silk from another
but as soon as / possibly could her wish
should be gratified. By dinner time the
pretty face was as smiling as ever, and to
my astonishment she spoke sharply to
her sister-the first time / ever heard her.
do so.
Il had reason to believc afterward that
my wife, hearing our loud voices, had
come to the top of the stairs and listened
for once in this world listener heard
good of herself-and it resulted in my
sister-in-law's marrying herself off to a
saddler and leaving my house.
The next week had to go to the city
on business, and took my wife along to
have her China silks made up; secretly
resolved to buy shawl that would out
shine Mrs. Brandon's, and the day after
my arrival l was lucky enough TO find a
claret-colored satin bonnet, the exact
shade of her handsome dress, with a long.
dropping plume, that perfectly enraptured
her We remained in town five or six
days; her dresses came home beautifully
made, she said, and just suited her.
bought her all the little trumpery she
wanted, and she was delighted with her
visit.
| ,.-T,,,,.> ,l,,,. I,af,~., ,,-o s,a~,oI b,,,o I
met my old friend, Leggett, just from
Calcutta, with four of the most beautiful
shawls ever saw; he allowed me to take
my choice at cost price, which was four
hundred and fifty dollars, while he mod
estly made out the receipt at nine hun
dred This put safely away in my trunk
when my wife was out.
| ave reached home the last of the week,
found the children well, and heard that
the world-renowned Professor Lumley
would preach in our little hamlet the
next Sabbath. saw my wife's eyes dance
at the intelligence, perhaps ut the thought
of her new bonnet, her six-button gloves
MRS. Bendoin had never had any higher
than five buttonsL perhaps at the thought
of the excellent discourse she was to hear
who knows?
Sunday was bright, frosty day, and
my Mollie really looked charming as she
came down stairs ready for church in heI
rich silk and new bonnet. She had on q
light cape.
any DEAR said /, don't you need some
thing heavier around youH
40, no, not to-day, think.
II stepped out of the room a moment
brought my splendid present and threw il
around her shoulders. She looked at it in
| a dazed way for a moment, then threw her
self into my arms and burst into tears.
soon kissed them away and we started t.
church.
I'VE wa ked up to the head of the broad
good to hear her sweet, clear voice as she
sang that day. When service was over she
had a kind word tor everybody; especially
was she anxious to hear from Mrs. Ben
doin's children; she fingered on the church
steps a good while TO see that lady.
81 put the bill for the shawl where Mol
lie would find it, and while the men voted
me fool, the women all said l was tht
best husband in Twiceaweek; that liked
to see my wife look like somebody, etc
Never had our little place been as dressy
as il was that winter, and had the salts
faction of knowing that I was the cause
of the other married men having to spend
some money fer dry goods, and especially
those whose wives and daughters attended
the same church with my wife"
"But none of them had a nine hundred
dollar shawl-eh, Tom :" said the captain
slyly, rs he drummed on the table with hi.
empty glass.
Mot bit of il, did they! And remem
Der, captain. NUNS the word-mum's the
word about the price of my wife's new
/ shawl"