The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-08-18

0nch morning came, no ilntrcrcd about
after breakfast was over. with no os-
tensible reason. at last made u feint OF
starting. and then came back again.
's0h, by tho way" he said. with n
fine air OF eareiessness, II had 70 bor-
row some money yesterday"
"flow mnch2" asked his better half.
with little blush.
Five dollars
"what for?' trembled on Mrs Della
meters lips. but she did not say IL She
simply handed him the exact sum
II guess you'd better let me have a
little for car fares while you're about
IT."
A ten-ccnt piece was carefully select.
ed and laid IN his palm.
Mr.. Deiameter did not forget his
straitcned condition that day Here
mcmbered Il, Of course, when he sent
the bill to his friend; he felt IL when
he passed q fruit stand on which were
displayed some particularly fine
oranges; Il was recalled TO his attcn-
tion when the little lame boy with
candy made his usual rounds OF the
office; II was painfully present to his
mind when q man with suhscrip-
ton paper whercon figured the name
.of Delametcr came TO COLLECT the
money subscribed; and the lack was
keenly appreciated when he had 10
forcgo buying his usual evening paper.
Tho third day he braced up, and
with reluctance he was wholly una
Bile to conceal requested the means
wherewith 10 buy pair Of light trous-
ers,
The fourth day was Sunday MIR.
Delameter thought 81 the contribution
church. His head felt badly, he said.
The fifth day tho grocer called ut the
Office for his pay, and Mr. Delameter,
mnmbling something about pocket
book" and other pants" sent him 70
the house.
The sixth day Mrs. Dclameter, with
unlookedfor generosity, gave him Atty
cents when he asked for car fare, and
on the strength Of this he hailed aman
with strawberries, on the way home ut
night. bought two boxes, and spurd he
was six cents short
The seventh day Mr.. Delnmeter real
lied that the experiment was not work
ing quite in the way he meant II should,
30 he pulled himself together and bold
ly asked for ten-dollar bill
What for2'' qucried his wife. as
though with an effort.
'.I--well. want to get pair Of
boots
Mems boots come high, don't
they2' faltered Mrs Delameter, with
an artificial smile. rs she opened her
pocketbook.
"Oh. the boots won't be more than
four dollars, probably, but gnessI can
make away with the rest.
Mrs Delameter hesitated, blushed,
bit her lip then slowly handed out
dollar.
II guess that will do you, this time.
she murmured, with downcast eyes.
Mr.. Delameter giared at her and
made as though he would cast the
money from him. Then suddenly he
seemed to recollect something and a
brilliant red color famed up from the
edge OF his white shirt collar to the
roots OF his hair. lie iammed the
money viciously into his breast pocket,
made use of some word indicative Of
extreme anger and flung himself out of
the house, slamming the door with
great vchemence behind him.
Mrs. Delamcter threw herself face
downward on the lounge and cried and
cried. The terrible fear that she had
offended him beyond forgiveness and
that he would never return 10 her as
sailed her at intervals all through tho
day.
When Mr.. Deiameter did actually
come home at the usual hour she hard
" dared raise her eyes to his face. But
he was very quiet, did not slam things
and hardly looked up from his food all
tea time.
When Mrs. Delamcter had cleared up
the dishes, she slipped up behind her
husband as he sat in the bay window,
with his elbows on his knees, his face
between his hands, and his eyes on the
carpet, and dropped the bone Of con-
tention, the pocketbook, into his lap,
and fed.
He caught her dress before she had
fed very far, and drew her back.
Fannie, he said. with whimsical
seriousness, lido you believe there Is
money enough In this pocketbook TO
induce some muscular man TO kick me
all deserve to be kicked?n
"Oh, Toni sobbed Mrs. Delameter,
lean you ever forgive me? You don't
know how hated to be SO hatefulf'
"Oh, come nowl Doyou pretend to
say you didn't enjoy it?''
'.Of course didn'tr' was the indig-
nant answer; and then Mr.. Delameter
threw his head back, and laughed and
laug he'd.
Finally he sobered down well, /"
he said, in a very business-li1e way,
now well have this thing fixed up.
Have you any idea how much our house
hold expenses are2
II have kept account Of that, and Of
my personal expenses, said Mrs Della
meter, bringing him the book. but 1
did not know how much you earned or
how much your expenses We're.
Mr. Delameter glanced at the neat
columns. and turned over the leaves TO
look at the footingAup for the whole
year. He seemed to be surprised at
the total, and made rapid mental cal
culation Then he gave vent TO . long,
low whistle
"Fannie," he declared, solemnly,
s.you are dear little economical white
angel; and amweli, you don't allow
me 10 use the sort Of language that
would fittingly describe what am.
And then Mr.. Delameter proposed
that whenever he was paid off the