The Sunday morning news., 1889-08-25

on the callow dry goods clerk; "Ally, the
fools are beginning to talk. 1t may be
| prudent to draw In little. Give the
boys hint to be less demonstrative and
let us work slower for the<ommon good .
/ ''Why, what is the tT&uble, HenryY
asked Mrs. CIaypole, as she got her hus-
bands slippers and drew his easy chair in
front of the cheerful grate fire in their
private sitting room.
''That idiot Hadley has been telling me
of yodr hirtations. The boarders are
| shocked at your free and easy ways, and
they induced the fellow to enlighten me
on the subject. had half mind to break
his head
"Ohl Is that al17" said Mrs. Clnypole,
with peculiar smile. $50 they think |
am wicked. reckless airt2 admire their
penetration But, under all circum-
stances, Henry, it's splendid reputation.
a fiirt has no time for other business and
our affairs may flourish without suspicion
| while they think I'm engrossed in the
pleasurable occupation of juggling with
hearts. AS for Mr.. Hndley, you may
leave bis punishment to me. will settle
him in a way he viii remember for the
rest of his life.
"He deserves something, the meddle-
oOAiO tOOAt ICSpOlucQ tuFs OltlH pOlSp Ill u
coutenptuous tone. ''But what is your
| plan?'
"Wait and see," was the quiet rejoin.
der, while those big blue eyes flashed ON.
inously; sit will be in the direct line of
business.
"Ahl understand" said the elderly
lawyer "Doyou expect any one this even
mgr a
Herman promised to be here about
o'clock"
"Weli, will take nap and afterward
go to the club, so that you may work him
alone. He is smart as whip that lad,
and | expect great things of L1m,' and
with tSas Mr.. Claypole SET led himself in
the easy chair. closed hi" eyes and was
soon snoring gently in front of the ere.
Mrs Claypole. who was more annoyed
| by the incident of the evening than she
was willing to admit, took up the evening
paper and rapidly scanned it's column.
She seemed to be looking for some partic-
ular item of news. Presently q paragraph
struck her eye which she read with great
interest.
"rhe scheme works well," she NUT
tered. ''No clew2 or course not. Trust
woman's wits for that. Six months
more will give us oil the money VIC need,
and then for the sunny south. BAIL How
detest this horrid climate as well as the
hurry -scurrying habits of the people.
Everything is rush and hustle and money
making Well, let them pile up their
wealth, let them repair the ravages of the
fire and build costly temples of trade and
commerce. Those who neither weave nor
spin will be the gamers in the end.
Honest industry is ever opening up ave-
nues Of idleness and luxury for those who
| have the courage and ability to follow the
| only royal road to ease and nffiuence"
Mr.. Claypole finished his nap in about
an hour and at once went out to spend
the evening at his club, leaving his wife
alone to entertain the expected visitor.
She added few touches to her toilet
after the departure of her husband, and
then sat down to the piano and sang one
or two love songs In a low contralto
| voice.
The music reached the ears of the
boarders in the parlor, who by this time
had worn the sensational story of Had
ley's reception by Mr.. Claypole thread
bare, and were celebrating as to the next
step to be taken in exposing the scandal
GUS doings of the fascinating blond.
"The old fool has gone out as usual, :"
said one. 'Shes expecting somebody.
She always sings those sentimental dit
ties when one Of those kids is coming"
well" remarked another, an elderly
| gentleman with pair of twinkling brown
eyes, II think we had better allow things
to take their natural course The flirta-
tions of married women bring their own
punishment, and guess old Claypole will
finally come to his senses without any as
sistance ON our part.
"But it's so abominably disgraceful." /"
snapped Miss Goggles. II wouldn't mind
SO much if she confined her attention to
grown men, who ought to know better
than to encourage her base designs; but
| to think of her inveigling those boys.
Why. it's an outrage against all the
| recognized maxiins of good society"
Never mind that, Miss Goggles" said
the old gentleman, who seemed anxious
to restore peace in the Frelinghuysen es-l
tablishment. "We have done all we can
for the present. Besides, we have no
evidence that there Is anything radically
improper. All pretty women like to
firt.
"ohl Mr., Johnson" calculated the
spinster. blushing feverishly. "How can
you say such thing?'
Its true, Miss Goggles, said Mr.. John
| son, stoutly and with touch of gallantry.
! '.Coquetry is one of the prerogatives of
the sex; the art is inseparable from female
| loveliness. Don't attempt to deny it,
Miss Goggles; you, Of all women. ought to
be the first to recognize this universal
| truth
| The old fellow, who was suspected of
matrimonial designs on the antiquated
spinster, accompanied this speech with a
! glance which threw Miss Goggles into a
tlutter Of excitement. Several of the
gentlemen Uttered at her confusion. but
she was too busy with the tender thoughts
Mr.. johnson had suddenly inspired to
notice their amusement.
well, what shall we do, Mr.. Johnson?"
asked Miss Goggles. as soon as she re-
! gained her composure.
Nothing" was the laconic response.
"Nothings"
There was a tone Of disappointment In
this query which caused MIR. johnson to
elevate his eyebrows suspiciously. But
he was firm in the resolution with which
he sought to imbue his fellow boarders.
That's just it, !" he rejoined, emphatic
ally, "Wen do nothing more, but wait
| and"-
Watch, 2 chimedin Mr.. Hadley.
eyes, sir; wait and watch. You have
hit it exactly. thought you would
realize the wisdom of this course"
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