Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1892-06-17


when we are through, 1 will have to
ask him to dine with u.s." said DIR. Earle
to his wife, as they sat at the breakfast
table
''Ol Raymond have positively moth
ing in the house for dinner. What shall
I do?"
"Can't you get something?" was bis
brilliant reply TO n beseeching look
from his pretty young wife.
81 haven't any money" she said,
helplessly.
'I have not much-here is my all"
said DIR. Earle, laughing, as he put
quarter and ten-cent piece on the ta-
BILE
'The widows mite What an absurd
position for people who live as we do!'
exclaimed Mildred, as she glanced
about the elegantly furnished apart
ment Don't worry, Ray, / will make
it suffice"
"If you need anything more, won't
you get it aud have it charged just this
once, dear?" asked Raymond, persua-
sivcly.
Indeed, Raymond, ! cannot. If do
it this once, ] will do SO again and
again, as difficulties arise, and we will
soon find ourselves deeply in debt.
Don't ask me, dearest, to sacrifice
matter of principle for n temporary
inconvenience"
"Say, Millie, can't you serve the din
ner in courses? Just little style, you
know. You see he generally dimes at
swell club, and am afraid things will
seem very plain to him." DR.. Earle
said, hesitatingly.
81 will do so, II you think best.
Good-by. I will look for you and your
gourmand at scven," and Mildred spoke
more cheerfully than she looked.
After her husband left, Millie walked
slowly into the sitting-room and threw
herself down on the lounge, despair in
her very attitude.
"What is the matter now, Miller"
asked Bessie, her sister, who was ar
ranging chyysanthemums in large cut
glass bowl.
"only swell city M. d. here to din
ner, Bessie"
"How dreadful"
"And he is not an everyday canni-
bal, but wants his missionaries served
in courses, Ia Delmonico."
1.-THE fiendI'
''The worst is yet to come. am al
most penniless, and you know yourself
to what our larder is reduced. Now
what is to be done?" Mildred laughed
TO disguise a sigh.
Nothing, apparently; everything,
hope" cheerily replied Bessie, who was
never known to be depressed by any
thing. First course, ''mums, in fif-
ty-dollar bowl"
Mildred was counting her money.
''Thirty-five from Ray, and ten and
five make fifty, and one, two, five PEN
nies. Why here are two more; fifty
seven cents, all told"
Bessie, who was engaged in n pro-
longed search through a large pocket
book filed with very miscellaneous
assortment of articles, finally produced
a dime.
after an investigation worthy of a
bacteriologist, find dime. Take it,
sister it is my ALL It could not go in
noLlvr cause. If those hard-hearted
editors had only known my bankrupt
condition, they would never have been
cruel enough to return my charming
verses"
Mildred and Bessie We're orphans.
The large fortune left them by their
father had been in the hands of a trust
company, by the failure of which, just
before Bessie became of age, they were
left almost penniless. Mildred married
DR.. Raymond Earle, young physician
to whom she had been engaged for
some time. Bessie lived with her sister
and managed to earn enough with her
pen to keep her Gin bread and cheese
but no caramels," as she graphically
expressed it.
Elegant wedding gifts from large
circle of wealthy friends, added to their