St. Landry clarion. (Opelousas, La.) 1890-1921, 1897-01-09
MIR. WILLIAMS ECONOMY.

MR.. WILLIAMS ECONOMY.
'sDid it ever occur to you that little
Victor is getting to be nearly three
years old 2'' inquired Mr.. Williams.
looking up from the newspaper which
he had not been reading for five min
ntes.
'sWell," said Mrs. Williams, ''as we
have been celebrating his birthday
every month since heswas six months
Did, and as we observed it weekly up
70 that time, suppose, it would be-
rather difficult for nleinot to member
the boys age. Why2" with some con-
cern. She had half an idea that he was
thinking OF some wondeaftlly adsan
tageous scheme for the little ones ben
Eft.
'sWell," said Mr.. Williams, sit seems
TO me that we ought to be calculating
upon his education"
"Oh, N.Y." his wife cried, laughing.
"Why, he isn't old enough by three
years even to go to the kindergarten"
81 didn't mean to send him at once,'
said Mr.. Williams, looking proudly at
his offspring. now engaged in the high
iy educational pursuit of building a
miraculous sort of tower out of his
blocks, and knocking the edifice down
and then laughing gleefully. "Of course
he's too young for that, but it, ems to
me that we ought to begin providing
Tor the future. We ought to start in to
lay by fund for his education. Iwant
him toYattend, college and all that, and
Of course that costs money, and posi-
bly, misfortune might come just at the
fine wh{a 3 we wanted to give him edn-
cational sstlvantages, and If 1--WE didn't
have ID special fund to draw upon the
child would have to go through life III
literate." a% u ERy<3
81 don't think there-is any danger %
Mrs. Williams started to say, but Will
liams Interrupted her. F-
"Sometirnes he declared, ri am
ashamed of myself for my spendthrift
habits. Every little once in awhile |
am, confronted by the idea that am
paving the way for starvation for my
family by pandering to the needless1it-
tie vices which have grown up around
me. Ineter deny myself anything, and
some time
'toh, you're q dear old1goose, and you
haven't anyViees at all, and we9shall
get along nicely. Don't get blue about
nothin. :" 'ES st q.
"Pm not blue; but look here" He
drew a paper from his pocketbook-a
paper covered with figures, Present
ing II. td his wife, who was always ap-
pal1ed atithe sight Of atherna teal dis
plays, and never conldsgetat the bottom
of them, he said: Look at that
"What is it?" she queried, helplessly.
THE compound interest on the alb
stract to the trust deed of our house p
''It is,ishayiRg," sgleomily, 81 would
not have believed it myself. But I fig.
l,red 1t mp onsthe train today, and Il
shows an appalling condition. have
squandered in the last IS years s766.5t
in shaving just plain shaving, com
mon .15-cent shaving. No frillstoi Nc
mustache curling or anything Of that
Sort Isn't that kcandalous, and all the
time that boy not knowing where tho
money was going to come from for his
education"
"But," said Mrs. Williams. .'shes swasn,1
born until three years ago"
'"The theory is just the same" hel
husband insisted. "It is u vicious waste
of money and am going to correct il
as far as / cam"
what are you going to de?'
'I am going to shave myself and
apply the money TO a fund for little Vic
tors forthcoming education. T. can di
it,' 81S w A5gi Al ~
The next day Mr.. Williams came
home in high elation. He had several
hunchy-looking little bundles in his
avercoat pocket, and. unloading them
on the dining table, little, Victor
as Is the custom of speculative children
Of his age, gladly seized upon them, cry
ing:
Papa hing me this."
Mr.. Williams. who had been hangfgs
up his overcoat at the moment OF ths
seizure, came rushing in. from the hal
Ikea full.bacii rushing to get a panted
bah.
'4Ieevens and earth. He'll cut ii:
hand of with that razor. Grab hint
he called. The baby had been how1ing
LIZ rescued from impending calamity
Mr.. Williams then explained the nature
Of his purchases.
ssThis, be said els . mug. Iteost-i
Cellar. but seven staFas will save i
back 10. ms 81 his aralshseest aaaahcl