The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-07-19


the day beforc's newspaper till beatime
Whom morning came, he fingered about
after breakfast was over with no os-
tensihle reason, at last made feint of
starting, and then came back again.
'Oh, by the way" he said. with \
fine air o. carelessncss. - had 70 Dor
row some money yesterday"
'lIow much2" asked his better half,
\ with little blush.
give dollars"
"What forY. trembled on Mrs. Della
meters lips. but she did not say IL She
simply handed him tho exact sum.
II guess you'd better let me have =
little for car fares while you're about
/ itr
A ten-ccnt piece was carefully select
ed and laid in HIS palm.
Mr. Dclameter did not forget his
straItcncd condition that day, lie re-
membercd IL Of course. when he sent
the bill 70 his friend; he felt II when
he passed fruit stand on which were
displayed some particularly fine
oranges; II was recalled to his atten-
tion when the little lame boy with
candy mAdo his usual rounds Of the
office; II was painfully present 70 his
mind whom q man with a subacrip-
ton paper whereon figured the name
of Delamctcr came "a collect the
money subscribed; and the lack was
keenly appreciated when no had 70
forcgo buying his usual evening paper.
The third day he braced up. and
with reluctance he was wholly una
Bile TO conceal requested the means
,wherewith 70 buy q pair Of light troua-
ers
Tho fourth day WINS Sunday. Mr..
Delametcr thought 81 the contribution
box, and decided he wouldn't attend
church. His head felt badly, he said.
The fifth day the grocer called 1t the
ofilcc for his pay, and Mr. Delameter,
mumbling something about pocket
book. and other pants" sent him -
the house.
The sixth day Mrs. Dclametcr, with
lunlookcd-for generosity, gave him fifty
cents when he aslsed for chr fare, and
on the strength Of this he hailed man
with strawberries, on the way home at
night, bought two boxes and found he
was six cents short
Tho seventh day Mr. Delnm cter reai-
lied that the experiment was not work.
ing quite In tho way he meant III should.
so he pulled himself together and bold
ly asked for a ten-doilar bill.
What for2' qucriedS his wife, as
though with an effort.
s'I-well, want 70 get pair Of
boots.
Mems boots come high, don't
they2'' faltercd Mrs Delameter, with
an artificial smile. rs she opened her
poclxctbools.
/ a0h, the boots won't be more than
-four dollars. probably. but ! guess l can
make away with the rost
/ Mrs Dclameter hesitated. blushed,
bit her Iii. then slowly handed out
two two-dollar bills and . silver half
dollar.
II guess that win do you, this time"
she murmured, with downcast eyes.
Mr.. Delameter glared Mt her and
made MS 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. He jammed the
money viciously into his breast pocket,
made use of some word Indicative IL
extreme anger and fluRg himself ont Of
the house, slamming the door with
great vehemencc behind him.
Mrs. Dclameter threw herself face
downward on the lounge and cried and
cried. The terrible fear that she had
offended him beyond forgiveness and
that lie would never return to her aa-
sailed her at intervals all through the
day.
When Mr.. Delameter did actually
come home at the usual hour she hard
| liz 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, Delameter had cleared up
the dishes, she slipped mp 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-
tehtion, the pocketbooks into his lap.
and fed.
lie caught her dress before she had
fled very far, and drew her back.
Fannie he said, with whimsical
seriousness do You believe there Is
money enough In this pocketbook 70
induce some muscular man to kick me
all deserve 10 be kicked?'
"0h, Toni" sobbed Mrs. Delameter,
| team you ever forgive me3 You don't
know how hated to be SO hatefulf'
"Oh, como nowl Doyou pretend to
say you didn't enjoy it?''
.Of course | didn'tI'' was the indig-
nant answer; and then Mr.. Delameter
threw his head back, and laughed and
iang he'd.
Finally he sobered down WELL"
he said, in very business-like way,
now well have this thing hxed up.
Have yon any idea how much our house
hold expenses are2''
/ N have kept account Of that, and Of
my personal expenses" said Mrs. Della
meter, bringing him the book. "but !
did not know how much You earned or
how much your expenses were"
Mr.. DelaTneter glanced at the neat
columns. and turned over the leaves to
look at the footing-up for the whole
year He seemed to be surprised It
the total and made rapid mental cali
culation. Then he gave ventto . long,
low whistle.
Fannie" he declared, solemn1y,
..you are dear little economical white
angel, and am--well, you don't allow
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