South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1893-02-03

the last month or two she had SOL
EMMY promised herself to devote a
day to the much needed renovation
OF her husbands shirts.
The needle threaded, the thimble
fitted on, an appropriate button
was the next to be selected.
ooh, dear Frank, haven't one
the right si.eI'
Sow on what you have. then, but
DO quick!
But Fanny was quite certain
there was sjust the right butten'
somewhere in her work basket, aud
stopped to sesrch for it.
Thers, l told you SOP she cried
triumphsntly, holding it up on the
point Of her needle.
Well, we'll, sew it on quick,
said Mr.. Chickerly, glancing at his
watc b nervously.
That's just your worrying way,
Frank, ~. il anybody could sew q
button on well in q hurry. There,
my needle has come unthreadedv
ooh, Fanny, Fanny sighed her
husband, fairly opt of patience at
last, why didn't you do it last
night, as begged of you? shall
miss the train, and what little
chance we had of a place in Aunt
Ehzabeth's will will be sacrificed to
your miserable habit of always be-
ing behind hand.
Fanny gave him the shirt and
began to whimper little, but Mr..
Chicker'y had neither the time nor
the inclination to pause to soethe
her pctulant M Anifestation of grief.
He finished his dressing, caught up
his valise with hurriedly spoken
good by and ran down stairs, two
steps at a time, into the street.
Mrs. Chickerly was sitting down
to her little dinner, a Ia solitaire,
with daintily Drowned chicken, a
tumbler of currant jelly and cur
ly b inch OF celery ranged before
her, when, to her surprise, the door
opened and in walked her husband.
why, Frank, where on earth did
You come from?' cried the aston
ished wife,
From the Office coolly answer
ed Mr.. Chickerly.
But l thought you wero off for
Scenersville in such q hu rry?'
Il found myself just FIVE minu-
tes too late for the train, after hay
ing run all the way to the depot"
ooh, that was too badp
Chickcrly smiled a little as he
began to carve the chicken.
Yes. 1 was a little annoyed at
first; it did seem rather provoking
to DO kept at homo by only a but
tom
What are you going to do?'
why, I shall make a second
start tomorrow
1'll see to it that your breakfast
Is ready this time to the second and
all OF your wardrobe in trim,' said
Fanny, rather relieved at the pros
poet OF chance Of retrieving her
character.
You need not. / have engaged
a room at hotel near the depot.
can't run any more risks"
He did not speak unkindly, but
yet Fanny felt that he was deeply
displeased with her.
But Frank
we will not discuss the matter
any further, my love, if you please.
l have resolved to say nothing more
to yOR about reforms. see it is
useless, aud ouly tends to foster an
unpleasant state Of feeling between
rs. Shall help you to some mac
carino?'
Aud, fairly silencsd, Fanny ate
her dinner with what appetite was
left to her.
Three days afterward Mr. Chick
eriy once more made his entrance,
just at dusk, carpet bag in hand,
As Fanny sss Enjoying the rudy
shine Of the coal ere and the con-
sciOusness Of having performed her
duty in the mending and general
renovsting her husbands drawers
and shirts--a job which she had 80
long been drsading and postpon-
ing.
We'll, how is Aunt Elizabeth
questioned Fanny, when her hus-
band, duly welcomed and greeted,
had seated himself in the opposite