Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1884-05-05
Beyond his Income.

and surely Tor so small dlnhef-paI-
ty as this
'sThere's no mistake, ma am, said
Hester, pertly. Servants will soon
learn the spirit of their superiors, and
Hester knew that young Mrs. Mild
may was not particularly partial to
her husbands stepmother. II took
the order myself, and it amt likely
that should be mistook."
Chester is quite Il ght," said Mrs.
Rufus Mildmay, who care in at that
moment, handsome brunette, in a
pink cashmere morning dress, trimmed
with bands, a la miliaire, of black
velvet-rather contrast to the neat,
calico gown which her mother-in-law
was accustomed to veal about her
morning avocations at home. ''And
[ do wish, mamma, you wouldn't in
terfere p
The old lady's serene brow flushed.
"My DEAR" she demonstrated, 81
do not wish to meddle with your con-
Germs but I really fear that Rufus
! income"
'sRufus' income is his own, to
spend as he pleases," ;" interrupted the
young lady. "And you seem to for
get, mamma, that people don't live
nowadays as they did when you were
a girl
Mrs. Mlldmay said nothing more.
1t was not the first time, nor yet the
second, that she had been given to
understand, by Mrs. Rufus, that her
interposition in household affairs was
unwelcome.
The stepson, whom she loved with
as fond devotion as if he had been
her own child, had married a beauti-
full city girl, and settled In New Y York.
SO far, all was well, although Mrs.
Mildmay had secretly hoped that he
would love sweet Alice Acton, the
clergyman's daughter at Pole Hill,
and settle down on the old farm, as
his father before him had done.
Yet if Rufus was happy Yes.
there was the question. And some
times Mrs. Mildmay feared that he
was not, in spite of his smiles and
his assumed cheerfulness.
1t had been his fondest hope that
his mother might be one of his house
hold after his marriage. Mrs. Mild
may had hoped so, too; but after
this, her first visit, she felt that the
dream was In vain.
"Oil and water will not mix" she
said to herself, with sigh. "And
belong to a past generation"
AS she left the store closet, where
Rosamand and her cook were holding
counsel as to proposed dinner-party
she went slowly and spiritlessly up tc
the breakfast room, where Rufus was
reading the morning paper before the
fire.
s'Rufus," she said, little abrupt
ly, II think had better 60 back tt
the Hemlocks this week.
sMother," he demonstrated.
II don't think Rosamond wants
me here
Rufus Mildmay Redeemed.
II hope MOTHER" he said, ''she ha
not SAID anything to-
, cit is not natural that she shoult
; need my presence, said the old lady
gently. II might have known it
now l am certain of it. Home is tn
best place for me. But remembe
one thing, dear Rufus. Do not out
spend your income Rosamond i
: young and thoughtless. You your
self are inexperienced-'
ooh, it's all right, MOTHER" sal
), the young man, carelessly. "But
f did hope that you could be happ
here %
Mrs. Mildmay shook her head.
II shall see you sometimes, sal
,, she. eff ever you are in trouble
J. Rufus-you or Rosamond, either
o you will know where to come"
o So the old lady went away frol
:. the pretty bijou of house in Par;
y bole Place, with its bay windows
! its Turcoman portieres and the boxt
of flowers in all the easements.
IS "Rosamond,'' said the young hu
D. band, as he studied over the list
e, weekly bills short time subsequen
&c ly, II believe my mother was righ
- We are outrunning our income
- "Pshaw p said Rosamond, wi
* was sewing frill of point lace on
Id the neck of a rose colored satin I
IS ception dress "what has put th
y ridiculous idea into your head, R
= fus?
"Facts and figures answered R
he fus. "Just look here, Rosie"
a 'sBut l don't want to look p sa
nd Rosamond, impatiently turning h
'e- head away, land / won't-so ther
ei' Of course one can't live without me
If If ey, especially If one goes into SO
- ety.
or Rufus whistled under his breath.
he ssBut, Rosamond," said he, ''if
se' mans income is hundred dallars
ns month, and he spends two hundrt
how are the accounts to balance
co. the years end ?"
se' Il don't know anything about b
'he ances and accounts said Rosamol
,ad with a sweet, sportive laugh. sH
mt do you like this dress, Rufus?" no