The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1893-08-22
HIS DAY AT HOME
How Mr.. Paratts Sick spoil Was
Finally Curod

days at home,r said Mira parfitt "IIe's
sure to be polsing into things and max,
ing himself generally dlsagrccablc.
Dear hoyi he isn't that way any Other
time I'll warrant you, conny"--Mra
Partltt shot humorous glance ne her
husbands extremely pretty cousin,
who stood, In street attire. waiting for
hcr-.that he won't want 20 give me
the money for my new Jacket 10 day al
all. But there's tho Carpenters rccep.
ton Thursday and--wnlt for met III
try It,"
And Mrs Pnrfitt ran downstairs
with a valiant sinilc
She found her husband IN the llbrarE
lie was young and comely. but .
strip Of red flannel on HIS throat d
shawl untidiiy worn aud gloomy ex.
preston Of countenancc did not I'm,
prove him.
.i'd stay at home. dear" said Mira
Parfitt >.'if there was anything could
do for you "
There isn't" said her husband,
shortly. This bcastiy cold has rot Il
wear itself out"
''conny and I arc going out FOR 1T
tie shopping. then. And II you can ie,
mo have tho money for my spring
Jacket now, Georgep I'm little late
about getting Il A. Il Is, You know It's
the tan one. with striped satin lining
-awfully prctty-at Bright's--"
II don't know anything about any
jacketr' George snapped elm har.
assed enough in mind and body, Kate,
without your pcrsccuting mo
I'm mind9' said Mira parfltt, patient.
ly rcsignlng herself
This was one Of Georges days al
home.
''Yes. IN mindi' lie threw OIL his
shawl, and sat up and giowered al her.
What do Won think about Hugh Dnd.
ley and Constance, anyhow
Hugh Dudley and constnnce?"
Mrs Pariitt stared little
"That's what I said IIe,e coming
here oil the time. isn't hep What's hc
coming for2r
Mrs. Parfltt looked Into her lap. A
smile dnwncd on her fresh lips.
really, L." she murmured.
II feel responsible for Constance, .
said George, scowling impatiently al
everything. II asked her here. and II
she does anything 10 disgrace tho fam.
lily shall feel TO blame for II. Hugh
Dudley Would Uncle Joo or Aunt
Agnes want her 70 marry Hugh Dndlcyf
A mere mere" no fit term preaent;
cd itself II don't like this at nlIl In
the coffee businessl And don't believe
he knows who his grandfather WASH
Mr.. Parfltt concluded warmly.
Mira parfitt looked oddly demure.
s.Isn't the coffee business creditablc,
George. dear7v she queried. nAnd the
Dudicys' arc very good family, really,
and every body likes Hugh"
II DON'T Hugh Dudley whom, with
tho slightest encouragement, Thomas
Danforth--"
'.Ohi' Mrs. Parfltt murmured
',You needn't think that has set me
against Dudley though. II hasn't II
isn't merely that Tom Is friend 81
mine; it's the difference In the two fol.
lows. Toms d brick a brick Tom Dan
forth is" said Mr.. Purfitt, with nm cm-
phasis that amounted 10 fcrcencss
"And for Constance Bergen to delib.
erately take up with the worse man Of
tho two when ahc might have the
better itgnlls mel I'll never invite her
here again any body clscl'
He flung bncls into his chair.
~ think COMFY will perhaps be living
hcro before long, DEAR" his wife re.
Joined, mildly She had retreated 70
the hall, You won't give mo the
money for my jock
Nor emphatically
lie heard the front door close directly,
and said 70 himself he was glad TO be
alone.
IIo supposed Constance was upstairs;
but he was In no mood for talking TO
her He was ont Of patience with her.
lie went TO the kitchen and asked the
cook TO make him some ginger tea. Re.
turning no saw from the window q
sight which caused him to utter an ex-
aSperated growL Hugh Dudley was
driving up briskly In his road cart,
which cart was shining In tho rays OF
the morning sun. Is was also his hand
some face.
George met him at the door before
the maid could answer the bell.
rs Miss Bergen tho caller began,
with questioning smile. offering TO
shake hands
Mr.. Parfitt ignored HIS hand.
'sShe Is not at home." he said, dclib-
erately. with no trace Of his accusing
conscience In his displeased face.
70 admit Hugh Dudley and hear him
and Constance chattering and giggling
for two hours in the parlor was too
much. He would not have It.
The young mans face fell perccpti.
when will she DO at homer he fall
tered. embarrassed between his diaap.
pointment and his awe Of Mr. Parfitt's
stern looks
Il have not the slightest idea. I"
George responded.
Would the fellow keep him there ut
tering mendacities all dayI Not but
that the cause was good and sufficient.
but he was not accustomed to lying.
I'm sorry" Hugh Dudley declared
He fingered, looking touchingly un-
happy, only Mr. Parfitt 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 tho ginger tea ready. II
was not strong enough. and too sweet
And when Ellen, having been some
what grufiiy informed Of 1t. had made
some afresh. Mr.. Parfitt drank 1t, and
resumed his shawl and his chair and
his uncomfortable reflections
The door bell rang again. George
thought he knew the ring. Sure