The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1891-11-28

cents a pound. l got it at the new
| store.
Mr.. Periwinkle ate the rest of his
bread bare and in silence. His heart
! filed with grief no doubt, at having
| learned that this fair earth contained
so foul a blot as a man who would
| lie about butter.
The dinner was very good that
day, but there was hardly enough Of
it. Mrs. Periwinkle couldn't tell eX-
actly how much would be e,ten, and
of course did not want anything left
over. The food for supper was well
cooked, but not rich or dainty
enough to be at all Objectionable.
The next morning Mr.. Periwinkle
arose with terrible ooreness at his
stomach. He told his wife he WASH t
feeling very well, and would like
some soft boiled eggs for his break
fast. He liked boiled eggs and
usually ate three or four. His wife
always got her eggs at Meals and
could rely on their being fresh but
his countenance fell as he sat down
to the table and saw the eggs, there
were only two, somehow, they didn't
look natural.
Where did you get these eggs?
he asked, eyeing them suspiciously.
l got them at the new store, and
just think only paid twenty cents
dozen, and I've been paying Mead
twenty-five all summer. Why they y're
neither of them good she added in
an injured tone OF deep regret, as
she saw her husband start for the
kitchen door with terrible grimace
on his face, and the eggs in saucer.
Shall cook you some more she
asked on his return.
No, thank you, was the stiff reply.
Mr.. PeriwinkIe nlbbled his cracker
and drank his coffee, which Mrs.
Periwinkle had the heart to econo-
mize on then he sat back from the
table and looked at his wife,
Jane, he sa d, IN tone SO calm it
startled her, you have been sufti-
ciently tried. You have been
weighed in the balance and not
found wanting as an economist you
are success. | have no fear for
the future should misfortune over
take us, feel assured that you
could readily obtain position as the
matron of some Home, or you could
support the family by keeping a
genteel boarding house.
But, pathetically, l should not
long remain burden upon your
hands. | should soon die-die of
starvation-I don't think | could
possibly survive beyond the third
day. And now, cheertully, | pro-
pose that we celebrate your victory
by having this day noon, regal
feast, consisting of such dishes as
your judgment and good taste shall
dictate.
Go TO Mead's go to Robinson's,
get whatever you require, ard tell
them to send in their bills at the end
of the month, or at the end of the
week. if they prefer. 1t will make
no difference. The bills will be
paid. And here take
this there may be some little |
luxury that yorr own appetite Graves
that you cannot provide at those |
places, and giving his wife a hearty
kiss he was gone.
1t is needless to say that the feast
was prepared, and that ample justice
was done to it by Mr.. Periwinkle
and tne friend whom he brought |
home to dinner.
1t is quite as needless to add that
Mrs. Periwinkle found time in the
afternoon to run down and get the
little luxuries her own appetite |
craved. viz : two tickets for the con-
cert and a love OF a necktie, return
ing in season to pick over the straw
berries she had ordered for tea.