The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1895-03-06

LYrrFyFZM lutEX "a peuihu
l%TAx,llzuG9 ISEfaSs. FURNISHED CRATE,
WssNSSal .s,xtN1E and alittle gilded
clock. which had
just struck nine at night-all these
things met Mrs. Chickerly's eye ms
she laid down her book and yawned.
She was plump and fair-f faced
young matron of some foui or five
and twenty, with bright auburn hair,
soft blue eyes and complexion whose
roses stood in need of no artificial
rouge.
Fanny" said Mr.. Chickerly, look
ing up from his newspaper. "did you
call on those Carriers to.day2"
''No; never thought of it,"
Sand they leave town tomorrow
morning; and Carter is absurdly
sensitive to all Sights, fancied or real.
Fanny, / desired you to make a point
of calling"
"Well, I did intend to, Frank, "
pouted Mrs. Chickerly, "but one can't
think of everything"
"You cannot, it seems"
'It appears to me that you are
making mountain out of a MOLE
hill" said Fanny, rather tartly.
ut may affect my business very
seriously. Carter's house carries great
influence with it,"
Mrs. Chickerly was silent, patting
the velvet carpet with her foot in a
manner that indicated some annoy
ance.
81 shall have to leave he.e ve-Y
early tomorrow morning." said her
husband, presently.
'"To go to Scenersvil.e, about Aunt
Elizabeth's will?"
"Yes."
"Oh, I wouldn't, Trank.'
"Why not?"
'1t's such bitter cold weather to
travel In, and Aunt Elizabeth is such
whimsical old woman, it's as likely as
not that she'll change her mind about
making will when you get there.
would wait q little, if I were YOU"
Mr.. Chickerly smiled.
"That would be your system of
doing things, Fanny, but not mine. A"
"My system, Frank What do you
mean?"
81 mean that you believe in putting
things off indefinitely, and not always
in the wisest manner. I wish you'd
break yourself of that habit, Fanny.
Believe me, it will some day bring you
to grief"
Mrs. Chickerly contracted her
pretty eyebrows.
81 don't believe in being lectured,
Frank"
"And I don't very often lecture
you, my dear; pray give me credit
for that"
"You didn't think you were marry.
ing an angel when you took me, ]
hope?"
''No, my love. I taonght I was
marrying very pretty little girl,
whose few faults might easily be cor
rected."
"Faults! Have I any great faults,
Frank?"
"Little faults may sometimes entail
great consequences, Fanny"
"If you scold any more I shall &c
out OF the room"
"You need not, for I am going my
self to pack my valise. BY the way,
there's a button of the shirt 1 want
to wear tomorrow. 1 wish you
would come up stairs and sew it OF
for me-"
81 will, presently"
"Why can't you come now?"
II just want to finish this book
there's only one more chapter"
And Fanny opened her volume sc
resolutely that her husband thought
it best not to contest the question.
Sitting all alone in front Of the
bright fire, Mrs. Chickerly gradually
grew drowsy, and before she knew il
she had drifted off into the shadowy
regions of dreamland.
She was reused by the clock strik
ing IL. rtt.t BIZ
''Dear mel how late it is?" si'
thought, with little start. ~ mus
go up stairs Immediately. There,
forgot to tell cook about having break
fast at tomorrow morning, and @
course she's abed and asleep by thi
time. I'll be up early enough to Sc
to it myself. that will be just q
WE'LL"
And laying this salvo to her con
science, Mrs. Chickerly turned o
the gas, and crept drowsily Up th
stairs. ijeg cssf ,t.nfol
Fanny, Fanny, it's past 8, an
cook hasn't come down stairs yet
Are you sure you spoke to her Ia,
lynight?" .H -, -.
Mrs. Chickerly rubbed her eyes an
stared sleepiiy around.
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