The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1881-10-13
JUST TOO FAR,

But tell you, Lou, can't afford it,"
"Oh, you stingy thing! You are willing
to have your wife 90 like dowd, Just for
tho sake Of few paltry dollars?" And
pretty Lou Falconer pointed her rosy lip.
and turned pettishly away from her
husband.
We are young firm, you know, Lou.
and"
"Oh, say nothing more about it, if you
please. I shall never ask you for anythi ng
again." And with little tess of her head
she left the room.
Falccner sighed, and his brow contracted
with pain, as he looked after her.
Poor child! 1t is so hard to refuse h er
anything"
He was pale young mar, with thought
fUl cast of countenance and earnest Grey
eyes; habitually reserved and prudent, he
was accounted sharp business man, and
at the time Of his marriage, two years pre-
vious, the old men predicted that he would
eventually become one of the largest cap
italists in B. His wife, wilful, pretty
creature, seemed to be his one weak point.
Nor was she slow to avail herself of this
advantage; her influence over him was I'M
bounded, and even in cases where it WAS
against his better judgment he invariably
yielded to her wishes. The present object
o1 these three last named was garnet silk
dress pattern, which she had that morning
seen ut C-'s fashionable store; and poor
Falconer's ears we're still ringing with the mi
mute description of its incomparntive love-
liness.
1T seems SO cruel to deny her what she
has set her heart on" he said, laying down
his pen, and raising. took one or two turns
:cross the room. The result of his reflec-
ton was, that he put on his hat, went
straight to 9. 8 ordered the silk, and had it
charged to his account.
Who wou'd estate to credit Falooper
Frost? There was not safer copaftlo Dr.
snip anywhere. The salesman blindly in
CURED, Anything else, sir?" wrote the
address, aud promised that the parcel
should be sent home lin an hours time"
Then the purchaser walked slowly down
to his business, not altogether satisfied
with what he had done.
"Oh, Edward, you darling!" were the
words that greeted him when he went home
that evening, and throwing her arms
around his neck, his wife literally over
whelmed him with kisses. "Oh, you dear
love! how clever it was Of you to feign the
old Shylock, and give me such delightful
surprise!'
III it was really delightful surprise,
Mignon," putting both hands upon her
shoulders, and gazing fondly into the fair,
joyous face, Il am amply rewarded for my
trouble.
Wait until you see mo in my new dress,
and then you'll be rewarded in earnest"
Well, suppose you let me have some tea
now"
Certainly, as much as you want"
Ihf0nOhOi1t fba rOen1 uoc rou o,,1
garrulous, aud afterward went to the piano
and sung to her husband till bedtime.
can't make up this handsome dress
myself" soliloquized Mrs. Falconer, as she
examined her treasure next day; Il am sure
that Edward would rather pay the Dress
makers bill than have me spoil it." So she
forthwith took it toa fashionable modiste
and was fitted.
When she reached home she found let
ter from her mother in New York, saying
that she would be with them by the follow
ing Tuesday, and Immediately set about
preparing q room for her reception.
Dear me, " she said, Il must have some
new muslin curtains. I should be ashamed
for mamms to see those, all darned as they
are. Edward must be an angel again, and
give me- some."
"Sweetest, dearest and best pf menu"
she said to him at dinner, II an in a worse
fix than was the Princess Graciosa: won't
you Do Percinet aa1 come to my assist
ance?"
''What is it you want now?" asked Fall
coner. beginning to get nervous.
oh, love, my muslin curtains are &c
ragged as to disgrace the house, and man.
INA IS coming next week; she is always so
particular about appearances, and want to
get some fresh ones to put up in her room.
is 1t absolutely necessary to have mus
lin curtains, Lou? Wouldn't dimity do
just as we'll? cm sure you must have a
spare set"
On, but mamma Is ac2ustOIaed to muslin
curtains, and know she won't feel at home
with any other kind. There now, be q
good darling, and let me get them.''
II hate to refuse you, Lou, but"
'Ob, you've turned into a monster again
you Charon! lnaynt even welcome NV
own mother, and make her comfortable in
our home"
You can welcome your mother and
make her very comfortable without the aid
of muslin curtains" said Ealconer, decid-
edly.
"Savagc!" cried Lon beginning to pout.
Ehls IS unreasonable and childish!' ex-
claimed her husband impaticntly pushing
PACK his chair. He had some perplexing
business On his mind and was:in no mood
for tritling. But Lou burst into tears.
''Hang it al!!' cried Edward, and taking
his hat ne LETT the house. lie had not zone
ten steps, however. before his resolution
failed him, and harrying to the nearest
bank, he hastily drew a check aud returned
home with the money. he found his wife
in her own room, with their little Eddie on
her lap, the traces OF tears were fresh on
her face, and she was singing to the baby
in low tone.
Forgive me. my precious, for having
been SO grabbed just now" pleaded Falcon
or IN penitent tone, as he bent over and
kissed her, ut the samo time placing the
money IN her hand. "Willt!.is be sufficient
for what you want?'
More than sufficient" she exclaimed
delightedly, separating the roll of bank
notes. IN take what's left over. and get
you perfect duck of dressing gown and
materials to work the lovliest pair of slip.
pers you ever saw"
Faiconer began to protes: that he stood
in need Of neither dressing gown nor Slip
Pers, but reproachfu( glance from Louis
blue eyes arrested his words. Not when
l am going to make them with nv own
little tingers?" she said, and Edward was
subdued instanter.
The following week Louis mother. Mrs.
Townsend, arrived, and was affectionatelv
welcomed by her daughter and son.in-law.
She was thoroughly sensible, reasonable
woman, with deal Of penetration, that
seemed to divine things at glance, and
was nm acquisition to any household.
Don't you think, Lou, she said to her
daughter one day, when the latter had. in
her usualcoaxing, half pouting style, been
urging Edward to some fresh extrayoeonce.
that You may push your importunities iust
too far? MIR. Falconer looks very much
perp!exed and worried to- day, think"
Oh, Edward is the dearest, most amiable
of men,"
Yes, Lou, but for the very reason that.
your husband is amiable and indulgcnt to
fault, you should be merciful and not
press him too far. Now I consider that
babys cloak which you coaxed him into
getting for Eddie quite an unnecessary
piece OF extravagance. Now, take nv adj.
vice. and be q little more reasonable in
your demands"
Mrs. Falconer knew better than to mont
ut her mother, so she resolved not to ask
hsr husband for anything in her presence
AGAIN; but no sooner was Mrs. Townsend
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