The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1893-02-07
ESTABLISHED 1879

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,
mumbIing something about pocket
book" and other pants" sent him to
the house.
The sixth day Mrs. Delameter, with
unlooked-for generosity. gave him fifty
cents when he asked for car 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.
The seventh day Mr.. Delame ter 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-dollar bill
What for?" queried his wife, as
though with an effort.
'T-well, ! want to get pair of
boots"
Mems boots come high, don't
they?" faltered Mrs. Delameter, with
an artificial smile. as she opened her
pocketbook.
sob, the boots won't be more than
four dollars, probably, but guess can
make away with the rest.
Mrs Delameter hesitated blushed,
bit her lip, then slowly handed out
two two-dollar bills and silver half
dollar
II guess that will do you, this time, .
she murmured, with downcast eyes.
Mr. Delameter glared at ner 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. He damned the
money viciously into his breast pocket,
made use of some word indicatiYe Of
extreme anger and flung himself out Of
the house, slamming the door with
great vehemence behind him.
Mrs. Delameter 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 to her as
sailed her at intervals all through the
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 bis food all
tea time.
When Mrs. Delameter 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, do you believe there is
money enough in this pocketbook to
induce some muscular man to kick me
all l deserve to be kicked?"
sob, Toni" sobbed Mrs. Delameter,
''can you ever forgive me? You don't
know how hated to be so hatefuI!''
oh, come nowl Do you pretend to
say you didn't enjoy it2''
''Of course l didn'ti'' was the indig-
nant answer; and then Mr. Delameter
threw his head back. and laughed and
laug he'd.
Finally he sobered down. "Well, .
be said, In very business-like way,
now we'll have this thing fxed mp.
Have you any idea how much our house
hold expenses are3"
81 have kept account of that, and Of
II Tto1~
meter, bringing him the book. s'but
did not know how much you earned or
how much your expenses were !"
Mr.. Delameter 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 at
the total, and made rapid mental cal
culation. Then he gave vent to long,
low whistle.
Fannie, he declared. solemnly,
'.you are dear little economical white
angel; and am-well, you don't allow
me to use the sort of language that
would fttingly describe what am. p
And then Mr. Delameter proposed
that whenever he was paid off the
housekeeping expenses should be de
dueted from the amount received and
the rest divided equally between him
self and Mrs. Delameter.
And they followed this plan. and con-
tinued to follow it. and 1t worked like
q charm. and-er-they lived happily
ever after Of rse.-Houeekeeper's
Weekly,
PROBING A VOLCANO.
A wAIking-stlck Almost Causes the De-
struction Of Its Owner.
1t was in 1772 that Papandaljan, the
Japanese Vesuvius, broke forth in its
worst eruption Of ashes and scori@, deal
ing death and ruin over a radius Of
seven miles; sweeping into eternity
5000 peaceful inhabitants of the forty
villages destroyed, all in single night,
writes Theodore Purdy In the New York
Mail and Express.
Next day the sun smiled down upon
the scene, and only wreaths of smoke
over the blackened ruin of forest and
home told the tale.
This morning, after 100 years, we
gazed with some emotion at the awful
surroundings of PERCEPTIONS rocky cliffs
and descended into the living craters,
into the clouds of steam, stepping care
fully on the hot crust of lava and sui
phur, which burned the soles OF our
boots. On all sides the miniature craters
boiled and Numbered with terrifying
noises from the center Of the mountain.
What would be our fate should this
frail coating of lava and ashes break
under our feet2
One of our party, 8 champagne man
ufacturer from Rheims, evidently fond
of ''fzz," foolshly polred with his
stick above one Of these bubbling gey-
sers.
The effect was instantaneous and aw-
full; the earth was rent with a horrible
noise of an explosion; he was thrown
down, scalded with boiling water, red
hot lava and sulphur. We fell on our
hands, expecting instant destruction;
but the one burst was the end, and We
hastened to our companion, who was
badly, though not fatally injured. We
left the awful spot, whilst the geyser
spit forth and roared like an enraged
beast. Volcanoes are interesting to
read about and explore, but, like buzz
saws, are dangerous to NEEDLE with.
The Woman Spectator.
A man standing In front Of the news
stand of an uptown elevated railroad
station in New York the other day
found himself rudely pushed aside with
out apology, and, looking Ground with
a scowl, found himself suddenly dis
armed, for the offender was woman