The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1881-11-02
yusr TOO FAR.

willing W udfS soui VIM -
dowd. lust for sake of few paltry
dollars ~ And pretty Lou Falconer
pouted her rosy lips, and turned
pettishly away from her husband
"We are young firm, you know,
Lou, and" :.
"Oh, say nothing more about 1t, II
Won please. / shall never ask for
ANYTHING again." And with little
toss of her head she left the room.
Falconer sighed, and his brow
contracted with pain, as he looked
after her.
"Poor child J at is SO hard to re-
fuse her anything"
He was pale young man, with a
thoughtful cast of countenance and
earnest gray eyes; habitually re-
served and prudent, he was account
ed a 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 capitalists in B. His
wife, a willful, pretty creature, seem
ed to be his one weak point. Nor
was she slow TO avail herself OF the
advantage her influence over him
was unbounded, and even in cases
where it was against his better judg-
ment he invariably yielded to hei
wishes. The present object of these
last-named was garnet silk dress
pattern, which she had seen at C-s
fashionable store F; and poor Fal.
coner's ears were still ringing with
the minute description of its incom'
parable loveliness.
"It seems so cruel to deny hel
what she has set her heart on" he
said. laying down his pen, and ris
ing, he took one or two turns acros:
the room. The result of his reflec-
ton was. that he put on his hat
went straight to C-'s, ordered tht
silk. and had it charged to his ac.
count.
Who would hesitate to credit Fal-
coner & Frost +? There was not :
safer copartnership anywhere. The
salesman blandly inquired, "Any
thing else, sir ?" wrote the address,
and promised that the parcel should
be sent home ''in an hours time
Then the purchaser walked slowly
down to his business, not altogethel
satisfied with what he had done.
"Oh, Edward, you darling !" were
the words that greeted him when HI
went home that evening, and throw
ing her arms around his neck, hiI
wife literally overwhelmed him viii
kisses. "0h, you dear love how
clever it was of you to feign the ole
Shylock, and then give me such ;
delightful surprise ~
''It was really a delightful sur
prise, Mignon ?" putting both hands
upon her shoulders, and gain:
fondly into the fair, joyous face
Il am amply rewarded for my trou
ble."
"Wait until you see me in my
new dress, and then you'll be re
warded in earnest"
"Well. suppose you Jet me hay,
some tea now"
Certainly, as much as you want.
Throughout the meal Lou was ga,
aid garrulous, and afterwards wen
TO the piano and sang to her hus
band till bedtime.
Il can't make up this handsom
dress myself" soliloquized Mrs. Fal
coner, as she examined her treasur
next day Il am sure that Edwar'
would rather pay the dress-maker'
bill than have me spoil it. So sh
forthwith took it to fashionabl
modiste and was fitted.
When she reached home she foun'
a letter from her mother In Ne,
York, saying that she would be wit
them by the following Tuesday, an
Immediately set about preparing
room for her reception.
Dear, me-" she said, Il mus
have some new muslin curtains
should be ashamed for mamma t
see these, all darned as they arr
Edward must be an angel again, an'
give me some"
Sweetest, dearest, and best G
men p she said to him at dinner
81 am in a worse fix than was th
Princess Gracioss won't you b
PERCENT, and come to my assist
ance? ?"
what is it you want now ?" ask
ed Falconer, beginning to get nery
Gus.
''Oh, love, my muslin curtains ar
so ragged as to disgrace the house
and mamma is coming to visit M
next week she is always SO partic
ular about appearances, and | wan
to get some fresh ones to put up i
her ROOM"
rs it absolutely necessary to hay
muslin curtains, Lou? Wouldn'
dimity do just as well ? I'm sur
you must have a spare SET"
"Oh, but mamma is accustomed
to muslin curtains, and / know tha
she won't feel at home with any 9th
er kind. There, now, be goot
darling, and let me get them"
II hate to refuse you, Lou, bu
''Oh, you've turned into monste
again, you Charon | mayn't ever
welcome my own mother, and max,
her comfortable in our home"
You can welcome your mothe
and make hervery comfortable with
out the aid ofmuslin curtains said
Falconer. decidedly.
Savage !" cried Lou, beginning
to pout.
This is unreasonable and child
ish J" exclaimed her husband, impa
tiently pushing back his hair. ii
had some perplexing business ol
his mind and was in no mood TO
trifiing. But Lou burst into tears
Hang it all J" cried Edward, anc
taking his hat he left the house. III,
had not gone two squares, however
before his resolution failed him, an,
hurrying to the nearest bank, h,
hastily drew a check and returne,
home with the money. He foun,
his wife in her own room. with thei
little Eddie on her lap, the traces 0
tears were fresh on her face. and sh