Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1895-09-05
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"Oh, Tomy' Louise called, while b.
wa dressing, come down hereI Iwant
you 10 redeem your promiss Of this
morning, and do ne Z favor"
"All right" he called; I'll BE- down
In q minute, and III keep my promise.
He found his wife sitting on tho door
with q dress pattern In front Of her, and
dress goods scattered all around.
well, what's al thisT" he asked.
Are you making rag csrpet9 What
isit you want me to do for you? Hts
to clean up al this mess here shall
refuse, for I have some work 10 do NEXT
week."
NO." she said, laughing, n don't
want you to clean up the mess and I'm
not making a rag carpet. I'm max
Ing bicycle dress, which must have
early tomorrow morning, and want
you to let me drape the skirt on you 10
that 1t will hang all right"
but, Louise" he objected, 1--WE got
to 60 out to that dinner at eight o'clock,
and It's now nearly seven. l won't
have time. Let the dress 60 for To-
night"
II can't let 1t 20, for must have II TO-
morrow morning." she insisted. you've
promised to do what asked, and
now when want you to do . little
thing like this you refuse, and I think
it's real mean"
Mrs. Cranston stood up, holding q
pattern In one hand and an unfinished
dress In the other, and looked a.
though she were about to burst into
tears.
"Oh, come now, Louise, he said, i'm
patiently. Cant you see that your
request Is trivial and unreasonable, and
must 90 to that dinner?"
The tears that had seemingly been
held back with such an effort now be-
came visible and rolled down her
cheeks.
II think it's mean, she sobbed. "You
promised to do anything I wanted you
to, and now you won't keep your word.
I've cut up my other dress, and the
bicycle party Is Of just as much impor-
lance as your old dinner"
MIR. Cranston looked grave. He did
not want to lose that dinner, and he
didn't want TO break his promise.
"IIow long will this fitting business
last?' he questioned, after several mo-
ments' silence, broken only by the Sob
bling Of his wife.
about half an hour" she replied,
Frightening up little.
"Well, then, hurry up" said Grams
ton, throwing of his coat and standing
erect. Bring the thing here"
And so the gown was put on Mr..
Cranston, and Louise dropped on one
knee and began pinning the draperies
In hurried manner
"You see, Tom," she said, as she
tucked up the first fold and surveyed
it with a critical eye, this Is Of the
greatest Importance to me, and ! know
you will help me out"
UNI" was the only answer her hus-
band made. He was looking straight
at the clock and wondering how 1t
was that the minute hand was moving
so fast.
lie thought that the clock must be
out Of order. He pulled out his watch
and saw the minute hand there moved
with the same railroad speed, and 1t
was 7;oO o'clock
Are you anywhere near through"
he asked impatiently.
She shook her head and turned her
attention to the dress. Tom fumed as
he noticed that 1t was now 7;4o.
"Have you any idea how soon you
will be through" he asked, with
forced calmness.
mot the slightest, she replied In
voice that was either mufled by pins or
laughter. Tom couldn't tell which, for
she was STOPPING and studying the hem
Of the Dress
At that moment the door opened and
Mr.. Kynaston, the husband Of Mrs.
Cranston's bloomer-wearing friend,
threw open the door and stood gazing
In open-mouthed astonishment.
why, Tom" he said, when he recov.
cred himself, II thought you were
going to call for me II you left down
town frst2 You know you told me 80,
and said II got ready first ! was to
come here and walk right In. Are you
going to the dinner?"
This will be all over the exchange
tomorrow" groaned Tom inwardly.
"Yes, I'm going to the dinner II Louise
ever gets through with this miserable
skirt" he added, aloud.
"Oh, nonsense, why don't she wear
boomers? Come on. We are late al
ready" said his friend.
Louise" whispered Cranston, ~
you'll call my promise of you may have
boomers or anything else you want"
"0h, you dear, good boy" cried
Louise, with well-teigned surprise. go
to your dinner. Now hurry, or you'll
be late"
Then Tom, after kissing her good
by, rushed of to the club.
Louise put on her bonnet and went
to Mrs. Kynaston's house.
Katie" she cried, as her friend well
coined her at the door, I'm 10 have
boomers"
And then she told the story Of the
manner In which her husband had been
induced to change his mind.
And she said In conclusion: II bought
the boomers yesterday, and III wear
them tomorrow"
"You really cried, did your" asked
Mrs. Kynaston. well, Louise, II you
went In for woman suffrage we would
have It In twenty-four hours. Talk
about mems executive ability Why, l
believe you could make your husband
wear boomers himself. IN. Y. Even.
Ing Sun.
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