The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-08-20

with 9 yello@ish down Oh hil
cheeks and inwholasome red pin
ples pefyading his face, was read:
iag Ihs morning paper with hil
peels onsEhe top Of the stoye.
New, iflhsse was any one ii
the Rorldlthat Philemon REGARDED
EiIh dis!ant.apd plalonic admita
lion, i was his masters pretty
wife!
George she's 3 clippsrlo the
spnpg man had frequently re
IfaErkea among his confidential
friends and8he would have cheer
blally sacrificed himself in any
enenaeF on theshrino Of Mrs Jor
da1s
aDon't disturb yourself, Pbile-
mon, ! beg saidthat lady, sweet.
Ply, as Philemqn's heels clat;etel
down from the stove; and the
newspaper fell from his hands. 81
just want a little confidential talk
with you to.dayp
PRilelnOn's tallowy complexion
grew scarlet withdelight
"Anything | can do, ma'am, I'm
sure" sl
"But you can do a great deal, =
said the lady, costly establishing
herselfin thebig leather.cushioned
easy chair Usually occupied by Mr..
Jordan himself. "You see, Phile.
mon, am trying to make a little
estimate Of Mr.. Jordan's private
and personal expenses, and if you
could help me a little-of course
entirely without his Knowledge
should be, obi so much obliged to
you! Now, will you, Philcmon9" &
Philemon twirled his thumbs
and made answer, enthusiastically:
"Yes, ma'am, l will!n
"Woll, then, said Mrs. Jordan,
producing a pencil aud a SET Of
dainty little pearl tablets, the like
Of which Philemon had never be.
fore seen, Suppose we commence,
Philemon"
"Well, ma'am, there's a box Of
extra cigars master ordered sent
here last night, and they do smell
most primel"
"Doyou know what they cost,
Philemou9"
"TwcntY dollars, ma'am."
Mrs. jordan made a deliberate
entry on her tablets.
"And there's the the haskell Of
champagne, ma'am-ii's halfdrunk
up, tobe sure, but"
"How much was it2"
81 heard master tell Colonel Don
it was cheap at fifty dollars" i4a
Mrs. Jordan elevated her black
eyebrows.
Il see you have a handsome new
carpet here, Philemon English
brussels"
ayes, ma'am, Mr.. Jordan said
the oil cloth was too cold for his
feet"
at must have been expensive" +"
"sovonty five dollars, ma'am."
"What an elegant engraving
that is on the wall"
"Yes, ma'am, Mr.. Jordan sub.
scnbed for proofcopy-he said the
walls needed something besides
maps"
twenty-five dollars, 1 know
the price Of proof copies. But,
Philemon, all these things have
been recent purchases. l was here
lust week and saw none Of them"
Philemon twisted his counlcn,
anco into meditative expression.
"Yes, Mrs. Jordap-l believe
they we're all purchased within the
week-in fact, | know they wore!'
"Ahal" thought the little lady to
herself, putting up the pearl tab
let's with the pencil slipped nearly
in; nothing like going cut into The
world to obtain q little useful in
formation; sl7O within the week!
think | have you in a particularly
small corner, now, Mr.. Jordanl"
1t was raining when Mrs, Jordan
went to her home once more, but
her countenance was brighter than
any rainbow.
"Ma'am," said the cook, meeting
her at the door, the currunt jelly i,
all gone"
very well, send to the groceFt
and order half a dozen more jars"
"But master said"
"Nevcr mind what master said
do as | tell you"
"And the pickles, ma'am, Mas.
ter thought it would be so much