The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1893-02-07
PUT IN HER PLACE.
How q Wife Taught Her Husband
a Needed Lesson.


Mrs. Delameter sat in her bay win.
dow sewing. She was thinking as well
as sewing thinking of something that
had happened in the morning.
If any living soul had dared insinnate
to Mrs. Delameter that her husband
was capable of meanness 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 Utmost heart, though
she had always FASTENED to assure her
self that he didn't intend it, = ana was
'sonly thoughtless.
The trouble lay in nutshell: there
was only one pocketbook in the Della
meter family, and its abiding place was
Mr.. Delameters pocket. To woman
who had supported herself, single
handed and alone, for several years
previous to marriage, it seemed un-
bearably humiliating to be obliged to
sue for every dollar she spent.
That morning she felt the last straw
had been added to herload of humilia-
ton. 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
as she ate her breakfast to ask timidly,
as Mr.. Delameter rose from the table:
"Tom, can you spare me ten dollars?''
What's the trouble now?" asked
Mr., Delameter, good-naturedly
'I-need 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,
often"
And Mr.. Delameter-her face grew
hot d she breatbed fast every time
she thought of it--Mr. Delameter took
ont two-dollar bill, and q one-dollar
bill, and silver half-dollar, and laid
them on the table, saying in an Off
hand way: II guess that'n do you this
time, . and then put up his pocketbook
and went away, whistling.
Mrs Delameter was good little
woman, and she endeavored Loyalty to
find excuses forsuch Rtrocious 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 adniringly 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 home of ones own, and not
have to live in horrid boarding house,
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.''
'sShe wants me to trim hats for her
in my spare time this summer"
Indeed Well, / hope you sent her
to the right-about-fac In double quick
time. The idea OF my wife working in
shopi" said Mr.. Delameter, with con-
siderable spirit.
81 wish you'd let ma do it."
''For heavens sake what for?'' Mr.
Delameter spoke a little testify this
time.
Because lit would seem SO good to
have little money of my very own"
"Well, don't you have money OF your
very own? All that's mine Is yours"
~ suppose so,-but oh, Tom, you
don't know how hate to ask for it.
You silly little goosel Did ever
refuse you? l can't see why under the
canopy you should feel that wayp
''But, really, Tom, think I'm
almost sure-you would feel the same
way"
"Nonsense l shouldn't, either. I'd
Just as lief ask as not.
would you be willing to prove it2"
Certainly would, If there was any
way, but don't quite see"-
Tom, will you prove 1t If I'll think OF
q way2"
"M'm, well-yes-I guess so. What's
the way2'
''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"
ooh, no, that would spoil everythingl
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.
'How long must the experiment last,
to convince you?"
"Well, think month would do,
don't your"
81 think it would, he answered drily.
Mr.. Delameter forgot his agreement
till Just as he was being paid off the
next night. and then, being man of
his word, he stopped on the way home
and emptied his pockets into the Golfers
OF the bank, carrying away with him
solitary nickel, which he had over
looked, in the pocket where he kept his
car fares. Then the whole affair
slipped from his mind
The next morning he parted with the
nickel to the car conductor with cheer
full Inconsistencies and realized not
that he was penniless
He was opening his lunch box at
noon, when. as luck would have 1t,
there suddenly appeared before him a
friend of his boyhood days who had
grown rich and aristocratic in the years
since they had met. Mr.. Delameter, in
an exuberance of hospitality, immedi-
diately conducted him to the highest
priced restaurant In the vicinity, ordered
dinner in keeping with the place, leis-
urely discussed 1t with his friend, and
at its close complacently drew forth
and opened his pocketbook. His feel
ing at that interesting moment may be
better imagined than described, as the
novelists say.
That night he was glum all supper
time, and afterwards buried himself In
the day before's newspaper till bedtime.
When morning came, he fingered about
after breakfast was over, with no os-
tensible reason, at last made feint OF
starting, and then came back again.
.soh, by the way" he said, with a
flne air of carelessness, II had to bor-
row some money yesterday"
"How much2'' asked his better half,
with little blush
Five dollars
'What forT" trembled on Mrs. Della
meters lips, but she did not say it. 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-cent piece was carefully select
ed and laid in his palm.
Mr. Delnmetar did not forget his