Connecticut western news., 1881-10-12
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the words that greeted him when he went home that evening, and throwing her arms around his neck, his wife lit orally overwhelmed him with kisses. "Oh, you dear love how clever it was of you to feign the old Shylock, and then give me such a delightful sur. prise P
 eff it was really delightful surprise, Mignon, putting both hands upon her shoulders, and gazing fondly into the fair, joyous face, "I am amply rewarded for my trouble"
 "Wait until you see me 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" Throughout the meal Lou was gay and garrulous, and afterward went to the piano and sung to her husband till bedtime
 ''I can't make up this handsome dress myself" soliloquized Mrs. Falconer, as she examined her treasure next day |; q am sure that Edward would rather pay the dressmaker's bill than have me spoil it. So she forthwith took it to 8 fashionable modiste and was fitted.
 When she reached home she found 8 letter from her mother in New York. saying that she would be with them by the following Tuesday, and immediately set about preparing room for her re- ception.
 'Dear me-" she said, 'I must have some new muslin curtains; I should be ashamed for mamma to see these. all darned as they are. Edward must be an angel again, and give me some."
 Sweetest, dearest, and best of men p she said to him at dinner, sI am in 8 worse fix than was the Princess Graci- osa won't you be Percinet, and come to my assistance?' ?'
 ''What is it you want now ?" asked Falconer, beginning to get nervous.
 "Oh, love, my muslin curtains are so ragged as to disgrace the house, and mamma is coming to visit me next week; she is always so particular about ap- pearances, and want to get some fresh ones to put up in her room"
 "Is it absolutely necessary to have muslin curtains, Lou? Wouldn't dimity do just as we'll? I'm sure you must have spare set."
 "Oh, but mamma is accustomed to muslin curtains, and know she won't feel at home with any other kind. There now, be good darling, and let me get them.''
 ''I hate to refuse you, Lou, but"
 "Oh, you've turned into a monster again, you Charon mayn't even welcome my 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 Falconer, decidedly.
 ''savageT cried Lou, beginning to pout.
 "This is unreasonable and childish r exclaimed her husband, impatiently pushing back his chair. He had some perplexing business on his mind, and was in no mood for trifing. But Lou burst into tears.
 "Hang it all P cried Edward, and taking his hat he left the house. He had not gone ten steps, however, before his resolution failed him, and hurrying to the nearest bank, he hastily drew check and 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 hav- ing been so grabbed just now," pleaded Falconer in penitent tone, as he bent over and kissed her, at the same time placing the money in her hand. "Will this be sufficient for what you want2"
 "More than sufficient P she exclaimed delightedly, separating the roll of bank notes. "I'n take what's left over, and get you perfect duck of dressing gown and materials to work the love- Host pair of slippers you ever saw"
 Falconer began to protest that he stood in need of neither dressing gown nor slippers, but 8 reproachful glance from Louis blue eyes arrested his words.
 "Not when I am going to make them with my own little fingers" she said, and Edward was subdued instanter.
 The following week Louis mother, Mrs. Townsend, arrived, and was affec- tionately welcomed by her daughter and son-in-law. She was thoroughly sen- sible, reasonable woman, with deal of penetration, that seemed to divine things at glance, and was an acuuisi- tion to any household.
 "Don't you think, Lou," she said to her daughter one day, when the latter had, in her usual coaxing, half-pouting style, been urging Edward to some fresh extravaganza, "that you may push your importunities just too far? MT. Fal- coner looks very much perplexed 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 indul- gent to fault, you should be merciful and not press him too far. Now, con- slider that baby's cloak which you coaxed him into getting for Eddie quite an unnecessary piece of extravagance. Now, take my advice, and be a little more reasonable in your demands"
 Mrs. Falconer knew better than to pout at her mother, so she resolved not to ask her husband for anything in her presence again but no sooner was Mrs. Townsend gone than the old practice