The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1893-02-18
PUT IN HER PLACE.
How q Wife Taught Her Husband
a Needed Lesson.

How q Wife Taught Her Husband
a Needed Lesson.
Mrs. Delametcr sat in her bay win
dow sewing. She was thinking as well
as sewing-thinking-of something that
had happened in the morning.
IT any living soul had dared insinuate
to Mrs. Delamcter that her usband
was capable of meanncss she would
have arisen in her wrath and hurled
indignation at the offending insinuator.
And yet there had been times in the
course of their year of married life
when. she had almost admitted as much
to herself in her inmost heart, though
she had always hastened to assure her.
self that he didn't intend it," and was
''only thoughtless"
The trouble lay in a nutshell; there
was only one pocketbook in the Della
meter family, and its abiding place was
Mr.. Delameter's pocket To a woman
who had supported herself, single
handed and alone, for several years
previous to marriage, it seemed I'M
bearably humiliating to be obliged to
sue for every dollar she spent.
That morning she felt the last straw
had been added to her load of humilia-
tion. She had conceived the brilliant
plan Of asking for more money than
her immediate necessities demanded,
with the idea of sparing herself few
necessary humiliations in the near fu-
ture. She had screwed up her courage
eLa a. he, 1ra Ia, 70 L. init lxy
rs Mr. Delameter rose from the tables
tom, can you spare me ten dollars?"
What's the trouble now?" asked
Mr.. Delameter, good-naturedly.
'T-need a pair of boots"
"Whewl Ten dollars for a pair of
boots?" and he arched his eyebrows,
still good-naturedly.
NO" stammered his wife, feeling
and looking as guilty as though she
had robbed neighbours clothes line
over night, ''the boots will be only
three dollars, butt thought it would
be handy to have little money by me,
and-not to have to trouble you so
often"
And Mr.. Delameter-her face grew
hot ard she brcatbed fast every time
she thought of it-Mr. Delameter took
out two-dollar bill, and a one-dollar
bill, and silver half-dollar, and laid
them on the table, saying in an Off
hand way: II guess that'll do you this
time" and then put up his pocketbook
and went away, whistling.
Mrs. Delameter was a good little
woman, and she endeavored Loyalty to
find excuses for such atrociQps conduct.
She was forgiving little woman, too,
and so when the clock on the mantel
struck the half hour after five. she
folded up her work, and set the tea
table.
And Mr.. Delameter came home and
gave his wife an affectionate greeting,
and looked at her admiringly across
the table, and praised her cream cakes.
And after supper he drew her down on
his knee and said how jolly it was to
have a home of ones own, and not
have to live in horrid clearinghouse;
and he was altogether in such a pleas
ant mood that Mrs. Delameter dared
attempt little serious talk, and paved
the way by informing him that miss
Southernwood came to see me to day."
'Ah?-she's the millinery lady, be-
lieve."
''She wants me to trim hats for her
in my spare time this summer"
''Indecdl Well, hope you sent her
to the right-about-face in double-quick
time. The idea of my wife working in
q shopi" said Mr.. Delameter, with con-
siderable spirit.
81 wish you'd let me do It."
''For heavens sake what for?" Mr..
Delaneter spoke little testify this
time.
Because lit would seem SO good to
have a little money Of my very own"
'Well, don't you have money Of your
very own? All that's mine is yours"
II suppose so,-but oh, Tom, you
don't know how hate to ask for it. >
''You silly little goose! Did ever
refuse you? 1 can't see why under the
canopy you should feel that way!"
''But, really, Tom, l think - I'm
almost SURGEON would feel the same
way"
''Nonsense! shouldn't either. I'd
just as lief ask as not"
would you be willing to prove it?"
Certainly would, il there was any
way, but don't quite see'-
"Tom. will you prove it if I'll think of
q way?"
''M'm. well-yes-I guess so. What's
the way?"
well, I'll take that money laid up
before was married out of the bank.
and when your payday comes you will
put every cent of your money into the
bank"
well, wilton your book!'
.'Oh, no, that would spoil everything!
Promise me you won't ever try to re-
place my money!"s
'.well, promise" said Mr.. Delame-
ter, laughing at her earnestness.
Then he looked thoughtful for sew
eral minutes.
GLOW long must the experiment last,
to convince you?"
''Well, think month would do,
don't you?"
Think it would, he answered drily.
Mr.. Delameter forgot his agreement
till just as he was being paid on the
next night. and then, being man OF
his word, he stopped on the way home
aud ompfied his pOcketS into the Golfers