New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-03-14
SMOOTH IT DOWN.

Why everybody loved and respected
Mrs. Wimple as they did seemed amys-
terry, considering how domestic and re-
firing the lady was in her disposition
and habits. She never had a great
amount of money to give either the
church or the poor; for her husband,
although man of considerable means,
thought best to hold the money bags
and dole out to his wife such sums as
she must have from time to time.
Mrs. Wimple had limited more than
once that, in her opinion, she could
save by doing the marketing and MAX
ing many of the household purchases
herself, but Mr.. WimpIe refused to adj
NIT the fact, and went on saving and
spending according to his own will and
wish. Mr.. Wimple was inclined to be So
we're with Bobby, his only son and heir,
sad occasionally the boy would prevari-
cate little in telling his father the events
OF the day, but his mother was usually
told the plain unvarnished truth. And
what was more she repeated the plain,
truth to her husband, but always in
such way as to secure Bobby against
too hard reproof.
When Bill Buckley was up for the
third time for playing truant, and the
City Marshall declared nothing should
save Bill from the Farm School that
time, IN response to poor Mrs Buck
ley's frantic appeal, Mrs Wimple first
talked to the boy, then saw the City
Marshall, and Bill didn't 80 to the
Farm School, neither did he play tru
ant any more.
But one night Mr. Wimple returned
from the Office in a state of great ex-
element. There had been a case of
defalcation right in his own store, and
now he proposed doing exactly as no
had always declared he would do, if
such matters were subject to his dicta-
ton. It made no difference that the
young man had good Christian moth
er, it made matters all the worse that
he had liked and trusted young Brown
ley more than any other clerk in the
store, now he should be made on ex-
ample Of
"But how much has he used ?" mildly
inquired Mrs. Wimple.
cover two hundred dollars !" and Mr..
Wimple made his voice as awful and
impressive as possible to convince Mrs.
Wimple afresh of the enormity of young
Brownley's crime ''And, mother" he
added, II don't want you to say one
word in his behalf; I've but one opinion
of defaulter, and have always declared
he should be dealt with promptly and
vigorously, and [ don't want you to say
one word"
<'But what did he use it for?" still
mildly inquired Mrs. Wimple.
II don't know nor care" answered
Mr.. Wimple, a growing asperity in his
tone; ''but mind, now, mother, / don't
want you interesting yourself in the af-
fair at all !; [ know you seem mild enough
in what you ask, but I know your way
of smoothing everything down, but
it won't work this time, and I shall
insist on managing matters my
self and shall let the law take it's
course with Arthur BROMLEY, Ishal in
deed"
GLOW old is young Arthur" asked
Mrs. Wimple, still absorbed apparently
in her stocking darning, but there was
perhaps unconsciously an intonation
suggestive of tenderness in the way she
said, young Arthur"
He is about twenty"
"Not an old hand at crime" said Mrs.
Wimple musingly.
Yes, he is too, mother" said Mr.
Wimple impatiently; "our Robert is
fourteen. and [ should consider him old
in crime to steal such o sum- /"
what will be the probable pena1ty?"
}''I suppose he Will be imprisoned for
year at least, but then it will be a les
son for lifetime, may be the making
Of him, probably will be-"
Fl suppose it Will kill his mother
"Oh no, it won't. She'll feel badly
of course, but she should have been
more strict with him as a child, at all
events, she must suffer with him as par
entS have to-"
"Don'b you think it might tend to
discourage naturally noble young fell
low TO be so disgraced at the very out
set?9
"No, I don't; at all events he has de-
ceived, defrauded and embarrassed me,
and he shall take the consequences;
now 4 don't want any ,coaxing or wheed-
ling cr anything of the kind. I know
you think I'm hard, but justice is JUS
tiee, end I'm not going to be beaten
out of it."
The long darning -needle went in and
out and under and over the net work of
repair, but after a long silence, during
which Mr.. Wimple rustled his paper
neryouslly, his wife said gently:
'I'd forgive him this once, husband"
'tWhat! let him jew mo out of al
most thlee hundred dollars roared Mr..
Wimple. You must take me for a
foolp
''Has he made any acknowledge
ments?"
ooh yess he owned up to taking the
money; I think he was going to offer
some excuses, but I would not listen to
them"
HE might have palliated matters
somewhat.
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