The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-08-26
HIS DAY AT HOME.
How hir. Parntts Sick Spoil Was
Finally Cured


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mo, can't say enjoy Georges sick
days at home, said Mrs. Parftt Hes
sure to be poking into things and max
ing himself generally disagreeable.
Dear boyl he isn't that way any other
tire. I'll warrant you. conny"-MrS
Farltt shot humorous glance a. her
hus bands extremely pretty cousin,
who stood. 10 street attire, waiting for
her-.'that he won't want TO give me
the money for my new jacket to-day At
all hut there's the Carpenter recep-
tion Thursday and Wait for mel I'll
try IT,
And Mrs. Paratt ran downstairs
with valiant smile
She found her husband In the library
lie was young and comely, but .
strip Of red flannel on his throat, .
shawl untidilY worn and gloomy ex-
preston Of countenance did not I'm.
prove him
I'D stay at home. dear" said Mrs.
y Parfitt III there was anything could
do for you
There isn't. said her husband.
shortly. This beastly cold has 20. 70
wear itself ont"
COMFY and are going out for . lit
tie shopping, then. And II you can let
me have the money for my spring
jacket now. George7 I'm a little late
about getting II a. II Is, ron know. It's
the tan one. with a striped satin lining
lawfully pretty--at Bright's"
y don't know anything about any
jncketr George snapped I'm har-
asscd enough In mind and body. Kate,
without your prosecuting me-
In mind?' said Mrs. Parfitt, patient
Ii rcsigninR herself.
This was one Of Georges days at
home
Yes, In mindi' He threw on his
shawl and sat up and glowered At her.
What do you think about Hugh d nd.
ley and Constance, anyhow"
Hugh Dudley and Constance2"
Mrs Parfitt stared little
That's what said. He's coming
here all the time, isn't hep What's he
coming for2"
Mrs Parfitt looked into her lap A
smile dawned on her fresh lips. Wy
'T-really. T." she murmured
II feel responsible for Constance, =
said George, scowlinR impatiently at
everything II asked her here, and II
she does anything 10 disgrace the fam
lily ! shall feel to blame for it Hugh
Dudley Won1d Uncle Joe or Aunt
Agnes want her to marry Hugh Dudley?
A mere-mere-r no fit term present
ed itself II don't like this at ALI In
the coffee businessl And don't believe
he knows who his grandfather wasl,'
Mr.. Parfitt concluded warmly.
Mrs Parfitt looked oddly demure.
isn't the coffee business creditable,
George, dear7" she qneried. And the
Dndleys' are very good family. really,
and every body likes Hugh"
Il don't Hugh Dudley when, with
the slightest encouragement Thomas
Danforth-"
''Ohp' Mrs. Parfitt murmured.
"You needn't think that has set me
against Dudley, though 1t hasn't. II
isn't merely that Tom is a friend OF
mine; it's the difference in the two fel.
lows Toms brick-a brick Tom Dan.
forth isr' said Mr.. Parfltt, with an en-
phasis that amounted to fierceness
And for Constance Bergen to delib.
erately take up with the worse man Of
the two when she might have the
better 4. gals me,lI'il never invite her
here again nor anybody else!"
He flung back into his chair
= think COMFY will perhaps be living
here before long. dear his wife re.
Joined, mildly! She had retreated 20
the hall You won't give me the
money for my jack"
MOI emphatically.
He heard the front door close directly,
and said TO himself he was glad to be
alone.
He supposed Constance was upstairs;
but he was in no mood for talking to
her. He was out Of patience with her.
He went to the kitchen and asked the
cook to make him some ginger tea Re.
turning he saw from the window a
sight which caused him to utter an ex-
aAperated growl Hugh Dudley was
driving up briskly in his road cart
which cart was shining in the rays OF
the morning sun, as was also his hand
some face
George met him at the door before
the maid could answer the bell.
Is Miss Bergen" the caller began,
with questioning smile, Offering to
shake hands
Mr.. Parfitt ignored his hand
She Is not at home, he said, DELHI
erately, with no trace OF his accusing
conscience in his lispleased face.
To admit Hugh Dudley and he ar him
and Constance chattering and giggling
J for two hours in the parlor was too
much He would not have 1t.
The young mans face fell percepti-
bly,.
When will she be at homer he fall
tered, embarrassed between his disap.
pointment and his awe OF Mr.. Parftt's
stern looks
II have not the slightest idea, /"
George responded
Would the fellow keep him there ut
tering mendacities all day Not but
that the cause Was good and sufficient.
but he was not accustomed to lying.
I'm sorry, Hugh Dudley declared
BE fingered, looking touchingly IN
happy, only Mr.. Parftt was not
touched. He looked as though he was
waiting to shut the door, and the Wis
itor retreated down the steps and into
his cart.
Ellen had the ginger tea ready. Il
was not strong enough, and too sweet.
And when Ellen, having been some
what grufiy informed Of 1t, hal m
some afresh, Mr., Parfitt drank ii. and
resumed his shawl and his chair and