The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1882-10-04
HUFF AND TIFF.

Mrs. IhWaite, and had been so for few
weeks only. They became Huff and
Tiff when they were married,
Although they were well-to-do citizens
of great New Lancaster, they had not
been married grandly in church, because
they were so young; and if the truth
must out it had been a runaway match,
No one could understand why they had
run away, MS the opposition to their mar
riage had been more of a postpOning
character than anything else; but Mr.
Thwaite had suggested that the former
Miss Featherly had too little money for
his sons intended wife. There had
been q stormy scene, in which the two
vessels, old and young gentlemen, had
come into collision, amid claps of thun-
der. Is it necessary to say mOreP No;
surely all persons of twenty will see
why young Thwaite married precipi-
lately, and flew with his charming wife
into lodgings.
"Hun, dear, I'm all ready" said his
wife, entering the room.
She was dressed for walking, it being
near dinner-time, and she wore her
bending spring hat and her clinging buff
gown. Her teeth glinted, her eyes
darkened, as she looked down at he-
husband, who had been reading a novel
of Victor Hugo
Thwaite glanced up, stretched, sprang
to his feet, and hustled about, getting
his hat, gloves, cane. Then he clapped
his side scientifically.
"You have your purse"'
"Yes,' says he. "You have your
parasol?'
eyes" says she.
They went and had their dinner.
Thwate had been silent all the way
home from the hotel restaurant. When
they got back to their pretty parlor, he
sank into q chair and stared before him
fiXedly.
"Whats the matter?n asked Tiff,
catching sight of something unaccus-
toned about him.
go, nothing, Tiff Don't trouble
yourself about it. Only" his lips re-
manned open, but no words followed,
"Dearest, have you fallen i'll ?''
"No partly, though. I've fallen into
i'll luck. l thought 1 had some money
in an inner compartment of my purse,
and-it is not there ~
you've spent it ?'
Certainly not! That is, suppose I
must have"
'.And what have you in the outside
compartments of your purse?' asked
Tiff, lazily tanning herself and putting
her two dainty feet on the hassock
The only answer Thwaite seemed
likely to make was to begin feeling Of all
his pockets.
"Hey?" said Tiff.
"Why, none there now," answered
Thwaite, shortly, as if of course he
hadn't
Good Graciousn' said Tiff, swapping
her bracelet chow unusual, isn't it?''
''Why, yes, that's what troubles me;
never was out of cash in all my life
before this
AREN'T there such things as checks?''
asked Mrs. Thwaite, turning her eyes
upon him lovingly.
Thwaite laughed.
81 should think so! But thenI haven t
any about me-"
''There are so many banks. Where
do you cash your checks~
"When have them, said Thwaite,
going to the mantel-piece to light cigar
81 cash EN- at the first bank l come to-. 81
perhaps if you go to bank they'll
give you a check to cash, said she.
"No, hardly"
"Aren't there such things as accounts
at banks?'
"Heavens, Tiff, why not?''
"Well, then, goto the bank where YOU
have one.
Her husband took his cigar from hi,
lips, growing pale.
"What the deuce am to do? 1 have
no balance"
Mrs. Thwaite shook out wave of hel
dress with gentle wave of the hand
Her husband was again staring iXedly
into the desert Of his dilemma, She rose
and going to him, laid that graceful
hand of hers upon his shoulder.
"What difference can it makePn sale
she,-'about money, 1 mean. Some
thing win happen. Perhaps you hav,
money in your trunk. 1t is quite funny
to think of two people who care abou
each other as we do, talking so mucl
about such a vulgar thing"
"That's all very fine" Thwaite muir
INJURED; ''but what are we to do fol
breakfast9'
-JFeakfast?''
eyes; and we shall break on It, ac
COrding to present Indications
"Pshaw! Pm sure 1 can do wthou
Just for once" Tiff assured him, almos
laughing.
He meditated, convinced that he coul,
not get along without it, even for once
and although he had just heavily dined
he began to feel symptoms of hunger
The Imagination is everything.
ThWaite was stunned but befOrt
morning he had realized that he mus
find work. What did work mean {,
himP A fine walk, at worst; gloves
cane, refreshments, diplomacy; a Cover
nor with the money, a dread of being
sent to Europe.
Tiff was as fresh as a rose the asx
day She popped her head out of tn
window and shifted the air.
Chow perfectly sweet it is this morn
ingr' said she. Il mean to wear m,
gray linen"
''Where are you goingP" asked HUFF
She turned slowly and gazed at him
go, yes, do remember now NObreak
fastl"
1T is too, too cruel, my love-" say
he, leaning against anything he coulD
find, in despair. "But / shall 90 TO
place or TWO Of business I know Of an,