The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1882-05-18
a Mans Choice.

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"Now whoever saw an old-gold
rose9" she cried, appealing to the mir
Tor, " or black asters, or brown Lilies OF
the vallsy, q - green chfylanthe-
NUNS Iti jna1 Ike . mani Not the
least idea Of tasssi And they'll put any
thing on to him Probably some old
things they had ~ over honlast year.
and the stu6k them togsther on
child's hat, ana to1d Jack il was the lat
est stylel And he believed them, the
ninnyi It's just like him Well, he
may wear it If he wants to, shan't."
Jack arrived at this iuncture, his face
g. beaming like bran-new tin pan in the
MONDAY sunshine. Seeing the millinery
in the hands Of his helpmate, he ex-
claimed gleefully:
$50 you've got it, Maryi A little
surprise. you know. It's a sumner,
amt itf" -rv,--rs. "a. -.-.. rsz7E,.
"I should ~ isvas, MI. Jask. ~"
II was the tone Of these words rather
than their intxinsie intelligsnce thst
caused Jacks face to elongate 90 sud-
denly. RI ~ -
"why, whAss the matter, Mary
he exclaimed in alarm.
Matter, Mr.. Jack !" returned Mary,
holding the bonnet out at arms length.
- II II had been recent occupant Of
the smallpox hospital Matter, Mr..
Jack r. she repeated at should think
you'd ask Just look at itr'
"why," said Jack, beginning to lose
confidence in his ideas ON taste, "isn't
IL pretty?"
"Pretty 7" screeched Mn. J. sEl
With that she let the miIlinsuy ihlI
from her grasp, and then dropped al IN
heap on the nearest chat, md ~ h
weeping like force pump
hwas hard ON poor Jspk a. hai
promised himself no snd q p1sssme =
the result Of his little surprise. "Mary
win be 30 happy I' he had said to him
self. "H will come 80 unexpected, too
And how she will admire my taste +
Instead OF this, that beautiful bonnet lay
neglected ON the floor, and his wife wa.
on the Verge of Mysteries
What was he to do under these dis
tressing circumstances? Do? Wha
would any husband do in the presenc,
of tearsi
"Oh, well, Mary, he SAID, coaxingly
"h It doesn't suit you, Of course you cal
change 1t. I ought to have known tina
man isn't fitted to pick out bonnet
There, dear, don't cry any more bu
put on your thinu and go night down I.
Plushington's aud pick one out yourself
Now don't czy, dear. Rvsgot to eot
the Office but soalf goto Pluahins
tons nghf avs, won't you, dear z
Mrs. JasGb H.. aessduAily dried
though great sob every now and thel
showed the terrible anguish which stil
rent her bosom. She deigned no answe
TO her lords entreaties, excepting some
thing or other about that "horri
thing" and was about to break on
again into fresh weeping, when JAG
begged her again to go to the milliner'
right OF, kissed her hastily and discreet
ly left her alone with her grief.o whe
the door was safely shut behind him
the truth must be told-he did say some
thing that rhymed with lamb, but it
certain that "lamb" was not the wor
he used.
II was wonderful how quickly Mr.
Jack recovered from her sorrow. Hart
ly had the street door closed ere she va
herseh agai1 There was now q look
triumph a W face. Hastily putin
on her - kGa<ments, she showed tn
despised net into - 6&nd-boz
and - v1ater was @ - ~ I
Plushineton'A 14Y
II In needless TO follow M thifhe
II you are . woman, Jon know how
woman disports hssse6 n . millinsr
shop; II . man. TIE lsss ~ hnow sbo,
such places the better for your peace
mind.