The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-08-18

husband, as she stood in the hallway
helping him on with his overcoat.
What for ~ he asked, ina tone which
was not encouraging.
$50 get doll for Edith. To-day is
her birthday, and I would like to sur
prise her."
GA dollar for doll what extrava-
gance Beside, Edith is too old for
doll"
"Why, Henry, she is only 10, and she
is so fond OF her old one
81 can't help it; I can't afford it.
You're enough to ruin any man"
"Henry," the wife said Indignantly,
"you could afford it, and great many
other things, if you would let Jones
liquor saloon alone"
The man WINGED. "You're always
harping on that" he returned, going
out and shutting the door violently.
But he knew that what she said was
true.
"Papa, papa T. childish voice called,
and Edith few acnAss the lawn.
'tYou naughty papa, going without a
kiss for me, and ON my birthday, too r
she laughed, and lifted her bright face
to his.
The frown on his face faded. He
stopped and kissed her.
Here" he said, putting his hand into
his pocket and drawing out silver half
dollar, "give this to your mother, and
tell her it is all the change have. She
may get what she likes with it"
"What did he mean?" the child asked
later, as she handed the money to her
mother.
81 wanted to get you wax doll for
your birthday present, but"
so, mamma! p Edith interrupted, de-
lighted.
"Papa cannot afford it. He has given
this to buy present instead. What
shall we get with it?"
81 don't know, mamma. 1 do want
the dolly so much"
eyes, dear, but you cannot have it
now. will ask Santa Claus to bring
you one Christmas
"Well," with little sigh, "I guess
I'll take book"
"Fifty cents will not buy much of a
book"
"What will it buy"
I" You might get game, or a set of
tin dishes, or a pocket book, or a box of
candies, or some new hair-ribbons, or
scrap-album. +"
90, mamma! I'll take the scrap
album"
every we'll, when you return from
school this afternoon will 60 with you,
and you may choose one"
But when Edith came home from
school her mother said to her: Little
girl, your papa sent me home some mora
money, so have bought your birthday
present for you.
els it doll, mammal"
"Ask me no questions and I'll tell you
no lies, " Mrs. Harris answered laughing.
"When will you give it to me ?"
"When your father returns"
You can easily guess Edith was i'm
patient for the return of her father, and
while she is waiting for him shall [ tell
you how he came to send the extra
money home to his wife?
With his wife's reproaches still in his
memory, and his child's kisses yet warm
on his lips, he did not enter saloon on
the way to his store, but about 10 clock,
being thirsty, he went out to Jones'
liquor, store, and called for his usual
dram. t
While the bartender was preparing it
the liquor dealers wife came in, and,
going up to Mr.. Jones, said in loud
voice, "Sam, want 800 to buy doll
for Katie. "
"Twenty dollars I" he answered, good
humoredly; "isn't that good deal to
give for a toy ?"
on one with real hair and kid body,
and I want to get one all dressed 1t is
too much trouble to bother dressing it. %
Without another word Mr.. Jones
opened his pocket. book, took from it a
roll of bills, counted out tine 500, and
h nded them to his wife, saying, care
lessly:
"I forgot to order the ducks to roast
for dinner. Have Jim stop at Blander's
and order them, and tell him to be sure
and send nice celery, and some apples
for sauce"
eyes, will. By-byl" and she turned
and went out to her carriage.
Mr.. Harris looked after this richly
dressed woman, not half so sweet-look-
/ ing nor SO lady-like as his own wife. She
gave some order to the driver and en-
tered the carriage, and the handsome
vehicle, with its prssncing horses and
! gold harness and hveried
coachmap. drove out of sight.
Then Mr.. Harris came to himself.
He placed his glass OF liquor upon the
counter untasted, laid beside it the
price which was due for it, and went
out Of the dram-shop, saying to him
self :. .iE satL
81 have tasted my last glass of intox-
icating drink" 5 81 tH to
Thus the man, who had resisted the
tears and the prayers of his wife and the
entreaties Of his little daughter, came to
himself at the sight of the richness and
/ luxury which his money was helping this
/ l1quor-dealer to enjoy.
Mr.. Jones INDUCED in carriage rides !;
he must walk.
Mr.. Jones dined on duck and celery
and apple sauce; they were glad to get
corned beef and cabbage.
] Mr.. Jones' wife dressed in silk and
velvet; his wife had to be contented with
the plainest apparel.
Mr.. Jones' daughter played with 500
dolls; he had refused to spend 81 that
his darling Edith might have a birthday
1 gift.
Henceforth his money should be given
! to his wife and children.
He went to his store, and, writing a
note to his wife, inelosed in it SIS bill,
and, calling boy, babe him deliver it
Immediately. aa
And at night, when he returned.
/ Edith's mother handed her beautiful
/ wax doll, with golden hair, and blue
A eyes that would open and shut, and
l., all dressed in white with a pale blue
sash. .r.4
/ 80, mamma, it's perfectly lovely |!
How happy amp she said, kissing her
mother.
tHere is my birthday present, daugh-
ter" her father said, handing her slip
of paper.
"What is it, papa? letter? Won't
1 Won read If mamma ~