The Monitor-register., 1897-06-04

but LOUISE" he objected, 1--WE gol
to go out to that dinner at eight O'Clock,
and it's now nearly seven. l won't have
time. Let the dress go for Tonight"
II can't let it 20. for l must have it to,
morrow morning" she insisted. ''You'ye
promised to do what I asked, and now
when l want you to do a little thing like
this you refuse, aud l think it's reaI
mean"
MIS- Cranston stood up, holding a pat,
tern in one hand and an unfinished dress
in the other, and looked as though she
was about to burst into tears.
"Oh, come now, LOUISE" he urged i'm
patiently. Cant you see that your re,
quest is trivial ard unreasonable, and
must go to that dinner"
The tears that had seemingly been held
back with such an effort O become
visible and rolled down her cheeks.
u think it's mean," she sobbed. ''You
promised to do anything l 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 import.
ance as your old dinner"
Mr.. CranstOn looked grave. He did
not want to lose that dinner, and he
didn't want to break his promise.
Chow 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 a littl,.
swell. then, hurry mp" said Mr..
Craoston, throwing off bis coat anG
standing erect; ''bring the thing here >
And SO the gown was put on Mr.. Grams.
ton, and Louise dropped on one knee and
began pinning the draperies in a hurried
manner.
"You see, Tom," she said as SHIT
tucked up the first fold and surveyed il
with a critical eye ''this is of the great
est Importance to me, and l know you
will help me out"
"Um," was the only answer her hus'
band made. He was looking straight al
the clock and was wondering how it was
that The minute hand was moving 80 fast
He thought that the clock must be out
of order. He nlled out his watch anc
saw that the minute hand there moved
with the same railroad speed, and it wal
z 80 O'Clock.
"Are you anywhere near through?" ht
asked impatiently.
She shook her head and turned he
attention to the dress. Tom fumed as b,
noticed that it was now 7 45. "Have 70,
any idea how o o you will be through
he asked, with a forced calmness.
mot the slightest, " she replied in
voice that was either mufflsd with PIN
or laughter, Tom couldn't tell which, TO,
she was STOPPING and studying the hen
of the dress.
At that moment the door opened, anG
Mr.. kynaston, the husband of Mrs
Cranston's bloomer wearing friend, threw
open the door and stood gazing in open
mouthed establishment.
"Why, TOm," he said when he recov.
cred himself, Il thought you were going
to call for me if you left down town first
You know you told me SO and said if ]
got ready first l was to come here and
walk right in. Are you going to the
dinner ?"
"This will be all over the exchange to.
morrow" groaned Tom, inwardly. eyes,
I'm going to the dinner if Louise ever
gets through with this miserable skirt
he added aloud.
"Oh, nonsense. Why don't she wear
bloomers? Come on. We are late al
ready" said his friend.
LOUISE" whispered Cranston, 'ff
you'll call my promise off you may have
the bloomers or anything else you want"
"Oh, you dear good boy!" cried Louise,
with we'll feigned surprise. $50 to your
dinner. Now hurry, or you'll be late.'
Then Tom, after kissing her good by,
rushed off to the club.
Louise put on her bonnet and went to
Mrs. Kynaston's house.
Katie" she cried, as her friend wei.
coined her at the door, "I'm to have
boomers"
And then she told the story of the
name in which her husband had beer
induced to change his mind.
And then she said in conclusion, 81
bought the boomers yesterday, and III
wear them tomorrow"
You really cried, did you 2" asked
Mrs Kynaston. "Well, Louise, if you
went in for woman suffrage we woulG
have it in twenty.four hours. Talk about
mems executive ability ! Why, 1 believe
you could make your husband veal
boomers himself ."-New York Sun.