Morris tribune., 1880-05-13
not tell me as I would hate her and she

not tell me as I would hate her and she J
deserved to be hated, etc.
The more she desried herself, the more
penitent became, and, in fact, was on |
the point of making clean breast of 1t,
and asking her forgiveness; but luckily |
did not, for in little while she told me
the terrible bugbear. First mate Ben
doin had brought home to his wife
Cashmere shaw, while had only brought
her the silk dresses.
ais that allS' cried, clasping her in
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 upon my breast and
begged to be forgiven.
Now, every woman has her Napoleon
Bonapart, and my wife's was Mrs. VIM.
Bendoin; and the agonizing thought of
being outdone by that lady in church
had caused all this cOnlmotion, and per.
haps given me dyspepsia through eating
tough bread. explained to my domes-
tic angel, that Cashmere shawls came
from one part of the country, and silk
from another--but as soon as possibly
could, her wish should be gratifed. By
dinner time the pretty face was as smil-
ing as ever, and to my establishment, she
spoke sharply to her sister the first
time ever heard her do so.
had reason to believe, atterward, that
my wife, hearing our loud voices, had
come to the top of the stair and listened;
for once In the world, listener heard
good of herself, and it resulted in her sis
ter's marrying herself to 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. Bendoin's, and the day after
my arrival 1 was lucky enough to find
claret- colored satin bonnet, the exact
shade of her handsomest dress, with a
long, dropping feather that perfectly en-
raptured her. We remained IN town five
or six days; her dresses came home beau
tifully made, she said, and just suited
her. I bought her all the little trumpery
she wanted, and she was delighted with
her visit.
| Two days before we started home l
met my old friend Legget, just from Cal
cutta, with four of the most beautiful
shawls ever saw; he allowed me to take
my choice at cost price, which was tour
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.
We reached home the last of the week,
found the children well, and heard that
the we'll renowned Professor Lumley
would preach in our little hamlet the
next Sunday. l saw my wife's eyes
dance at the intelligence; perhaps at the
thought of her new Dress and bonnet her
1 six-button gloves, MRS. Bendoin had
never had any higher that five buttons),
perhaps 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 in her rich silk and
new bonnet She bad on light cape.
my DEAR" said I, "don't you need
something heavier around you!'
ooh, no, not to-day, think"
l stepped out of the room minute,
brought out my splendid present, and
threw it over her shoulders She looked
at it in dazed way for moment, then
threw herself into my arms and burst in
to tears. soon kissed them away, and
we started for church.
We walked up to the head of the broad
aisle, and it would have done your heart
good to have heard her clear, sweet voice
as she sang that day. When service was
over, she had kind word for every one
especially was she anxious to hear from
Mrs. Bendoin's children, and fingered on
the steps for good while to see that
, lady.
put the bill away where knew that
Mollie would find it, and while the mer
all voted me a fool, the women all said
was the best husband in Twiceaweek
that I liked to see my wife look like
somebody, etc. Never had our place
been so dressy as 1t was that winter, anC
I had the satisfaction of knowing that
was the cause of the other married mer
having to spend some money for dry
goods, and especially those whose wives
and daughters attended the same church
with my wife.
"But none of them had nine-hundrec
dollar shawl-eh, Tome" said the cap
tain, slyly, as he drummed on the table
with his glass.
"Not bit of it, they didn't! And re
member, captain, NUNS the word abou
the price OF my wite's new shawl"