The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-01-18
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uDttttSEa BAY.
That night he was glun all supper
time, and afterwards buried himself In
the day be fore's newspaper till bedtime.
When morning came, he fingered about
after breakfast was over. with no os-;
tcnsfbIe reason. at last made a feint Of
starting, and then came back again.
,sOh, by the way" he said, with a
fine air OF careiesSness, Il had 70 bor-
row some money yesterday"
.'Ilow much2" asked his better half,
with a little blush.
Five dollars"
what forY'' trembled on Mrs Della
meters lips, but she did not say it. She
simply handed him the exact sum.
II guess you'd better let me have a
little for car fares while you're about
i'll" !,
a ~ten-cent piece was carefully select
ed and laid in his palm.
Mr.. Delameter did not forget his.
straitened condition that day. He re-
membcred Il, Of course, when he sent
the bill TO his friend; he felt 1t when
he passed a fruit stand ON which were
displayed some particularly fine
oranges; II was recalled TO his atten-
ton when the little lame boy with
candy made his usual rounds Of the
office; IL was painfully present to his
mind when a man with a subscrip-
ton paper whereon figured the name
OF Delameter came to collect the
money subscribed; and the lack was
keenly appreciated when he had 10
forego buying his usual evening paper.
The third day he braced up, and
with a reluctance he was wholly una
bio TO conceal requested the means
wherewith to buy . pair Of light trous-
nrs.
The fourth day was Sunday. Mr..
Delametcr thought Of the contribution
box, and decided he wouldn't attend
church. His head felt badly, he said.
The fifth day the grocer called at the
Office for his pay, and Mr.. Delameter,
m~umbling something about pocket.
book and s'other pants sen him to
the house.
The sixth day Mrs. Dclameter, with
~unlooked-for generosity, gave him fifty
cents when he asked for car fare, and
on the strength Of this he hailed a man
with strawberries, On the way home at
night, bought two boxes, and found he
was six cents short
The seventh day Mr.. Delameter real
lied that the experiment was not work
Ing quite in the way he meant it should,
so he pulled himself together and bold
ly asked for a ten-doliar bill
What for?' queried his wife, as
though with an effort.
.I-well, want TO get a pair of
boots
Mems boots come high. don't
they2' faltered Mrs Delameter, with
an artificial smile. as she opened Der
pocketbook.
"Oh, the boots won't be more than
four dollars, probably, but guess can
make away with the rest
Mrs Delameter hcsitated, blushed,
bit her liz. then slowly handed out
two two-doilar bills and a silver halt
dollar.
II guess that will do you, this time
she murmureJ, with downcast eyes,
Mr.. Delameter glared at her and
made as though he would cast ths
money from him. Then suddenly b,
seemed to recollect something and {
brilliant rcd color famed up from th'
edge Of his white shirt collar TO tho
roots Of his hair. He jammed th,
money viciously into his breast pockNt
made use Of some word ~indicatfFedd
extreme anger and flung himself Out q
the house, slamming the door will
great vehemence behind him.
Mrs. Delameter threw herself fac
downward on the lounge and cried AMI
cried. The terrible fear that she hat
offended him beyond forgiveness an
that he would never return to her as
sailed her at intervals all through tn,
day,
When Mr.. Delameter did actually
come home at the usual hour she hard
" dared raise her eyes to his face. Bu
he was very quiet, did not slam thing
and hardly looked up from his food al
tea time.
When Mrs. Delamcter had cleared N
the dishes, She slipped up behind he
husband as he sat in the bay-window
with his elbows on his knees. his fac
between his hands, and his eyes on tn
carpet, and dropped the bone of con
tentton, the pocketbook, into his lap
and fed.
sHe caught her dress before she ha,
fed very far, and drew her back.
Fannie" he said, with whimsical
seriousness, do you believe there /
money enough in this pocketbook Z
induce some muscular man t6 kick m,
Fall r daSarva ~ ha Eiclfed9ft
s'Oh, Tom!'' sobbed Mrs. Delameter
can you ever forgivs me? You don,
know how I hated to be 50 hatefulin
s'Oh, comc now! Doyou pretend i
say you didn't enjoy it?'n'
"Of course l didn'tr' was the indig
nant answer; and then Mr.. Delamete
threw his head back, and laughed an
Iaug he'd.
Finally he sobered down. well,
he said, in a very b~usiness-like way
now wen have this thing hxed uT
Have you any idea how much our house
hold expenses are2"
Il have kept account of that, and {
my personal expenses said Mrs DELI
meter, bringing him the book, but
did not know how much you earned .
how much yonr expenses were
Mr., Dslameter glanced At the nes
columns, and turned owe the leaves I
look at the footing up for the Who'll
year. He seemed to be surprised q
the total. and made a rapid mental ca
culation. Then he gave rent to q long
low whistle.
s.Eannfa ha darlarad ea1amni1