The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-12-31

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clothes. You know he gave me two
pairs OF gloves in our honeymoon; l
have them still"
What a good, careful girl" said
Jonas caressing her dark hair, as she
came and sat on a low stool beside
him.
Eyes, l have been careful, it IS my
nature to be careful, said Sara. 'Few
rich mems wives would have done so
much. Now look at these things, my
dear"
Jonas looked. There came u time
afterward when it seemed to him
that the faded tint of the shawl,
its dingy palm leaves OF yellow
brown. and the wilted flowers and
shabby ribbons OF the bonnet that
had scared into his brain. He looked
at them long and lingeringly. Heknew
that his wife vas reasonable, and
that the things were, and long had
been unfit for her to wear. But his
money tugged at his heart. strings.
Suppose you wear them just n
winter more-iust one"
THE shawl is very thin" she said.
Il shall catch cold again, as did last
winter"
Poor girl" he said softly, and
blocked towards the desk where his
check-book lay. But the grip OF the
fend that rules a miser's soul nipped
him sorely as he did so.
They wear sacques a good deal,
Sara, don't they?"he said.
"Oh, they are very fashionable" re-
Piled Sara.
"Then couldn't you make one out
OF that old billiard-cloth that is in the
t~runk-room?" asked Jonas, "my poor
mother bought it at an auction. She
meant to use it for a coverlet; but it's
a very pretty green, don't you think
so, Sara? and such nice material"
There is a limit to woman's patience;
this suggestion measured Sara's. She
started to her feet and gathering up
ner bonnet and shawl walked out of
the room. After she had gone Jonas
really looked at his check-book and
for at least two minutes, contemplate
ed drawing a large check, and telling
his wife he had been teasing her. But
he could not bring himself to do it.
After awhile his wife looked into the
room with her old bonnet and shawl
on and said:
"Jonas, l am going to spend the day
with my sister in-law, but / shall be
home before dinner time"
81 hope you will enjoy yourself, my
DEAR" said Jonas.
He saw her eyes were heavy with
weaping, and looked away ashamed
of himself. Then he betook himself
to his Office where he ground out his
money and during the day compro.
missed with himself. He would do no
extravagant thing, but when he went
home he would give his wife what was
necessary. And after all, as he said
to himself it would have been better
to do it. He had grieved her, and she
was the only thing he loved on earth.
He went home earlier than usual
that evening, to make what amends
his soul would consent to, and as he
walked briskly along, being light upon
his feet yet-for who has aver heard
of a miser growing fat?-he thought
he would never again bring the tears
to those good, kind eyes. Never,
never again, and then-what was that
crowd? People were coming his way,
looking backward as they came. Men,
boys, women, all the rifraff that an
accident or an arrest will collect in the
city. And now he was in the midst
OF the throng and close to four police
men, who, with set faces, marched
in time, bearing between them a
/ cfpofohn ~ u,hink loxy 1890
form. 1t was covered-covered with
a shawl. Jonas looked. Oh heavensl
he knew the pattern OF that shawl;
only few hours before it's dingy palm
leaves of yellow brown, its faded fringe
it's shabby brown center had been
spread out before him. 1t was his
wife's shawl
"Stop-stop-stopl" hecried. LET
me see her-let me see her."
DO you know herr" asked q police
man.
LET me see her face" said Jonas,
growing so faint that a kindly man,
near by, supported him by the arm.
You would not know her face; q
telegraph pole fell on her; it is crushed
all out Ut shape" said the policeman.
"But shawls are alike; keep up your
courage. / do not think this is any
relation OF yours; she's too shabby.
See here, this is her bonnet, you don't
know that?"
The policeman hold up a bonnet.
1t was crushed andscaked with blood;
but Jonas knew 1.-THE streaked rib.
bon, and q flower among the other
flowers had lost its petals. He had
fingered it as It lay on che table beside
him.
Eyes, ! know it'll" he cried, "she ID
Ss-s; it's my wifel"
Then he pulled away the shawl from
the crushed face. and tainted outright.