Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1891-06-18
HUFF AND TIFF.

Although they were well-to-do citi.
zens OF great New Lancaster they had
not been married grandly in church,
because they were so young; and il
the truth must come out, 1t had been q
runaway match. No one could un-
derstand why they had run away, as
the opposition to their marriage had
been more Of postponing character
than anything else; but Mr.. Thwaite
had suggested that the former Miss
Featherly had too little money for his
sons intended wife. There had been
a stormy scene. in which the two YES
sells. old and young gentleman, had
come into collision, amid claps OF thun-
der. Is it necessary to say more? No;
surely all persons Of 20 will see why
young Thwaite married precipitately
and few with his charming wife into
lodgings.
Huff, dear, I'm all ready" said his
wife, entering the room.
She was dressed for walking, it being
near dinner time, and she wore her
bending spring hat and clinging buff
gown. Her teeth glinted. her eyes
darkened as she looked down at her
husband. who had been reading q novel
OF Victor Hugo.
1hwaite looked up, stretched,
sprang to his feet, and hustled about
getting his hat, gloves and cane
Then he clapped his hands scientific
ally.
''You have your purse?"
Eyes" says he. ''You have your
parasolo"
Yes. " says she.
They went and had their dinner.
Thwaite had been silent all the way
home from the hotel restaurant,
When they got back to their pretty
parlor he sank into chair and stared
before him fixedly.
What's the matter?" asked Tiff.
catching sight OF something unaccus-
toned about him.
''Oh, nothing, Tiff Don't trouble
yourself about it, Only" His lips re-
NAMED open, but no words followed.
Dearest have you fallen ill?"
'No-partly, though. I've fallen
Into i'll luck. ! thought I had some
money in an inner compartment of nv
purse and--it is not there
Good gracious!" said Tiff, snap
ping her bracelet, chow unusual isn't
itp"
why, yes, that's what troubles me;
never was out of cash in all my life
before this.
Aren't there such things as
checksP" asked Mrs. Thwaite, turning
her eyes upon him lovingly.
What the deuce am l to do?" I
have no balance" And Tiff made no
reply.
Til was as fresh as rose the next
day. She popped her head out of the
window and shifted the air.
How perfectly sweet it is this morn
ing" said she. Il mean to wear my
gray linen"
Where are you going?" asked Huff.
She turned slowly and gazed at him.
''Oh. yes, ! do remember now. No
breakfast"
ut is too cruel, my love-" says he
leaning against anything he could find
in despair. But shall go to place
or two Of business l know OF and get
something profitable to do at once"
On he went into the sunshine and
Til sat down demurely curious to find
out what would happen next.
She had to wait till evening for that
s'next thing" then Huff Thwaite burst
into the room, his face cleaning
whitley in the dim light.
Il have been up and down the city
all day, finally securing capital con-
nectiOn with fathers rival insurance
company; but by the beard of Moses,
have had nothing but a biscuit since
last evening. Yet it was imperative
to smile. Do you not know that it is
imperative in business to smile?"
II don't care if it is!' retorted Tiff,
with some show OF life land You
should care more that am very, very
ILL.,"
But Tiff, have one profound hope /
in this terrible dilemma. Have you
not any money!"
Why, certainly, l have money"
answered she. How could | have
PIN money else? HUFF. you are beyond
your depth, / think"
Bravo! we are savedw exclaimed
Thwaite, springing up and waltzing
ASW SSpe Nltn HIS Cd1e lueU StOp-
ping he asked: '.IIow came you not
to mention it at once last evening?
Give me your purse without delay.
dearest Tiff, and let us start at once
for our pretty little table at the res
taurant."
"Here!" she said dramatically. He
looked up and saw pretty purse be- |
fore his nose. and he took it,
In couple of hours more Tiff's
headache had gone off like mist, and
they both looked even gayer than be-
fore the terrible ordeal of that day set
in.
At nine o'clock there came a knock
at the door. The servant stepped
over to Mrs. Thwaite and said some
thing in low voice. Mrs. Thwaite
replisd in the same manner. Who
could have supposed that there would
q be serious sequel to such slight oc-
eurrence? When the servakt had