South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1882-09-01
MISTAKEN ECONOMY.


at his whislsers.
Yes, indeed said /, wringing my
hands; I'VE must. Bat I'm sure, Oby,
dear, we are neither of us extrava-
CANT. We must eat, we must drink
and we must live!
And Obadiah and | sat aud looked
u. each other in sort of mid des-
pair.
We had only been married six
months, Obadiah and /. We were
very young, both of us, and perhaps
had begun the world too early. Our
relatives told us we hadn't any busi.
ness TO marry, but as their gratuitous
opinions were all they had given US,
we had not paid much attention to
their apparently idle uttcrauccs.
We had taken little one story
cottage just on the high road, which
was to let cheap, because there were
only two rooms aud II kitchen to it.
But what did Obadiah and | want
with more than two rooms and kitch-
en-? | had the furniture which
grandmother Newcomb had given
me, and rag carpet Which my poor
mother had woven the winter before
she died. TO be sure our accommo,
dations were not extensive, but we
did not expect to hold fashionable re-
captions or give large dinner parties
Obadiah had plenty of work in the
WOODEN factory down by the depot.
and hung out my little Tin Sign.
'Dressmaking and Millinery aud
hoped that some one would sec it.
aud come in and give an order. But
10 one came. | had plenty OF time
after my housekeeping duties were
over N the morning, and couldn't
be always beeswaxiug the furniture,
arranging the china cupboard, or pol.
ishing the windows.
Il wish | could get some dressmak-
ing TO do = said i, wistfully; for Obadi-
abs earnings We're small, and | did
SO long for dollar or two OF my
own.
Why don't YOU advertise in the
village paper 2 said Mr.. Meg5s.
Obadiah burst ont laughing.
advertise ! said he. WAY, whac
do you take US for, Mr.. Meggs? 1t
costs q deal OF money to ADVERTISE
1t costs something, certainly said
Mr.. Meggs, thoughtfully, stroking bis
chin but, then, it calls attention to
the particular sort Of iron you've got
in the fire.
y little local paper like that said
Obadiah, rather contemptuously.
It's local custom that your wife
wants, isn't it 2 said Mr.. Slegg5.
Il never did think much OF news
papers, said Obadiah.
So that settled the question, anil
alterwurd, when the foreman OF the
WOODEN factory cut down all the wa
gcs 20 per cent, and cod went up
and the wiutcr set in hard aud cold,
and we began to consider the ques.
OF how and where we could ecOno .
mize, tic local paper was almost the
first thing upon which Obadiah set.
tied.
'Thlt, at least, is al unnecessary
eXtrIyagauce. said he.
| WINGED little. The Boggsville
Herald had been my companion for
more Ionely evenings than cared to
remember.
'It's only - co year, Obadiah,
said |, and really its very interest.
ing little paper
Just s. 90 year too much,' said
my husband, CURLY. The subscrip.
ten is just ont. Ill tell on. we wont
renew it. Ii you care so much about
IT, Josie, you can very easily borrow
Mrs. Meggs' paper.
was silent; never could make
Obadiah understand that deep rooted
aversion to borrowing OF any crca-
ture whatever, that had inherited
from my dear good mother.
So we cut down our weekly paper,
and left of using butter, and burned
candles q penny a pound cheaper,
and sponged aud boIud, and clean
ed and rebound and new. butloned
Obadiah's oyercOat instead Of buy.
ing Il new one, and I left oft going to
church because my old cloak was so
shabby and | couldn't afford anything
better
And, oh how didmiss the Boggs-
vile Herald.
III could only get little drcss-
making to do said to myself, Il
would subscribe again myself. But
| p9ufi,f Iaa,v O., oil Obadiah E,r a.