Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1893-06-24

How They Got Their Beavy Bills Paid.
From the Chicago Tribune
They met on state Street one sunshiny after
noon.
| "How is your husband?" asked the woman
I with forget-me-nots on her bonnet after the frs
greetings were over.
| Feeling pretty well, thank you, replied tn.
| woman with the lace cape. HE always ID vel
| in the middle Of the month"
1.-THE middle of the month";" blankly repeated
the woman with the forgetmenots on her bon
net
"why, yes; there are no bills coming in then,
You know. You see. about the 2Sth he begins to
complain that he is feeling badly, on the 29th
he is worse. and by the first Of the month
really tremble for his life under the excitement
Of going over the accounts."
lace cape, "That's nothing; why, my husba nd
threatens to get divorce every time my dress
makers bill is presented"
"Do you cry?" asked the other woman,
breathlessly.
"Not at all; tell him there il nothing which
would please me better"
"But you don't mean"
"Of course 1 DON'T but he is so contrary that
he wouldn't do it then for the world, 80 he just
pays the bill and says no more about it."
"Oh! Now my sister Julia has an excellent
plan-you know she is awfully eXtravagant.
Well, when a bill comes in that horrifies even
her che lets down all that yellow hair Of hers,
and when her husband comes in he finds her
weeping bitterly"
''Yes. yes; 60 on" cried the other woman,
eagerly.
"Of course, he asks why she Is crying, and
she says: oh, Harold. am such a wretch; here
is So-and-So's bill, and it is awful You are so
generous that know you'll pay ii without
word, but just hate myself for costing You
much money Then she cries and tears her
hair"
"well?"
'We!l. he says the bill is not so largo after
ALL kisses her, comforts her and pays it without
another word"
"What an awfully nice man her husband
must be. Now. there's Cora, her husband used
to rave like a mailman over her bills, though he
has plenty of money. Finally Cora determined
think she did?''
az don't know. Tell me quick"
''She laid all her plans, and one day her
husband brought home a swell friend to dinner.
As they mounted the front steps an errand boy
with huge bundle came up also. Cora met
them at The door.
"'What is this2' asked her husband You see,
he thought she had been buying dry goods"
'Ies, know; go on"
"'They wants the things on Saturday, num-
said the boy. All right said Cora, taking the
bundle. Then she turned to her husband and
said: You know. dear, you told mo that was
running you with nv extravaganza; this is some
plain sewing intend to do in order to paw my
bils-it shall never be said that I ruined my
husband"
"Well. never; what was the end Of it?"
"Oh! her husband has never complained Of .
bill since. she says. And you know how Cora
dresses?"
Eyes. There's awendolin. too; she manages
WELL"
what is her plan2''
"Whv, about the last week in the month her
table begins to grow poor"
But that is no way"
"You don't understand. Her husband IL Q
great eater, but awfully stingy. He complains;
she says: Yes, dear, know, but fear We are
living beyond our means; the bills will be oom-
ing in soon and we must economize.'
what them"
she flies into rage and says he pays the bills
and he won't starvs to death"
"Wel?"
"Wel, when the bills do come in and he
complains she just saws: Yes, dear. I see We
must economic on the table That settles
it."
"Of course. OH look at those lovely India
silks. 1 am dying for oue.
And 80 am but. really my bills"
"And mine, too. Still, we might try Gwen
dolin's plan; let's 60 in and look at them any
Way.