Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1882-06-01

away from the locking glass, where
lie bad been aprinklinp FL amhrosinl
locks with Jean Maria FaFina cologne.
he carry a great square-shouldered
market-basket through the streets?
Upon my word, Kitty, ] think its
pretty cool of you TO expect it ofmel"
It's only as far as aunt Pouncet's,
said Alrs. Purple. Two mince-pies,
q cold roast fowl, and 4 jar Of Gran
berry jelly for her birthday dinner.
oh, confound aunt Pouncet 7 said
Mr. Purple, buttoning pair of Iaven-
der kid gloves with great nicely and
precision.
Aunt Pouncet il my godmother,
said Kitty Purple, with tears in her
eyes.
She is an old nuisance + pronoun-
ced Mr.. Purple. Can't you send the
girlY
Mary Ann has sprained her ankle
said Mrs. Purple.
Hire boy, suggested the husband
Il don't know Of any one to hire,
said Mrs. Purple; and besides, par
ticularly wished to 90 myself. Aunt
Pouncet is 30 very particular
old dragonesses like that have no
business to be particular + said Mr..
Purple. And besides, she lives down
in that crazy old rookery of a place
by the river, where it's as much as a
mans life is worth to CO.
oh, she don't live there any long
er / eagerly interrupted Kitty. She
has moved to-
Where is my hemstiched pocket
handkerchieff' interrupted her hus-
band, imperiously. And my muf-
fler7 There, there, Kitty You're
a very good, dutiful little girl; but
I've no desire to know where your
blessed old aunt Pouncet has moved
TO. And, once for al, desire you to
understand that / ncUer will carry a
basket through the streets Of Phila-
delphia ! It's against my principles
to make d marlst-man Of an express
agent Of myself So by-by until even
ing
And with a wave Of his lavender
kid fingers, Mr.. Purple departed for
the store. leaving his wife in a sort Of
indignant despair.
Its too bad Of Georgel' said Kit
ty, with a sudden April shower Of
tears. And we not married a year
Jet He said he'd go through fire
and tempest for me before we were
married, and now he isn't even vii.
ling 70 carry q market-baaket half q
dozen blocksl He declared he'd die
for me; and last night be went DELHI
erately to the theatre and left me sit
ting all alone by the fire at home.
And when ] asked him why he didn' I
take me, he burst out laughing and
said, Never once thought Of you, my
dear. And I'm almost certain he
went with those Bloomingdales; and
Bell is such q fiirt; and Mary Mason
says they were engaged once-Belf
Bloomingdale and my husband. Oh,
dear Oh, dear Why didn't / take
aunt Ponncet's advice, and remain
single2 George hasn't called me an
angel for the last six months: and he
scolded dreadfully yesterday when he
found that button off bis shirt collar;
and he said he thought it was unne-
cessarily extravagant when asked
him for money to buy three yards Of
velvet TO remodel my old black cyos-
gram walking suit. Upon the whole,
] do think / was more independent
when | was plain Kitty Kingsdowne,
and gave lessons in music, and wax
flower making, and water colored
painting. And, oh, dear when we
were up in the Park, skating, last
week, he strapped on Flora Wiley's
skates 50 calamity and left me to strug-
gle with my own, and then pretended
be supposed mine were all fastened.
And when Flora slipped, he few to
help her up. and found her muff. and
guided her all around upon his arm:
and when / got that bad fall by the
fence, he only laughed, and asked me
whether was practising for a circus.
and i It wasn't as easy to get DIP as il
was to get down. think George is
too bad / And I've almost mind to
tell aunt Pouncet about Il. Bat she
would Be sure to say, Il told you 20 /
and that is something | never could
endure to hear 7
And. sitting solitary and alone By
the FIRE. Mrs. Purple made up her
feminine mind that amt Ponncet
should have her minneapolis, and cold
roast fowl, and bottle of claret wine.
happen what would.
I've carried heavier baskets than
that before / was married. reflected
this injured wife; 'snd 4 can again.
before will allow poor dear old aunt
Pouncet to be neglected Z
Upon the whole, matrimonv had
been rather a disappointment than
otherwise to poor litEle Kitty Purple.
She had supposed, ike many another
sentimental little 6ancss. that she was
to walk on sunset clouds and ross.
and live on nectar and honevdew. ali
the rest Of her life, after the ring and
khe veil and the nrnnnn t.1cr-r,ss