The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-04-25
Wis. sMiIlbrool.e.s Economy.

George Millbroolse's wife has often ex-
pressed the belief that he will never learn
to economic. if he lives thousand years,
says the Cleveland Leader.
George" she said just before she left
for Chicago, two weeks ago, sis always
spending money for things that Ne could
get along without. lie sends kilograms
when he might write letters. and he buys
books, when he could get them at the Ii
braries. I've talked to him and I've scold-
ed him, but it doesn't do a bit of good.
They say some folks are born without
any sense Of the value of money, and l
guess it must be So
But to get TO the point of this little sto-
~. Mrs. George Millbrooke went to Chi
cago two weeks ago to see her old school
chum, Bessie Willis. One morning after
her visit had about drawn to a close she
got up with a headache and longing to
see her dear husband. So she decided to
start for home that night, and a letter
was Immediately posted informing George
Millbrooke that she would arrive on the
1920 train.
This" said Mrs. Millbrooke, will be
at the Office for him when he gets there
in the morning, and he will have plenty
of time to run down to the station 10
meet me. suppose if George were in my
place he would waste a quarter for a tele-
gram, but that would be foolish 1t is
only the people who know how to save
that ever get ahead in this world
George Millbrooke happened to he late
in reaching the office next morning. He
had stopped on his way. to see a customer,
and when he finally hung up his overcoat
and unlocked his desk the forenoon was
well advanced.
Of course the first thing he did after sit
10 wifi letter
Dearest George" it began, II leave
here this evening on the train that gets
home at 1880 tomorrow morning"
"Ten thirtyI' exclaimed Milbrooke,
glancing at The clock, why, confound It,,
it's twenty-five minutes after 10 now" and
without stopping to finish the note he toss
ed it aside. grabbed his hat and oVercoat
and hurried away, for he was loving hus-
band, and he knew that his sweet wife
would grieve if he were not waiting for her
when the train stopped.
So he rushed pell-mell away toward the
| station, not waiting for a car, because
there was none in sight.
Hi, there" yelled newsboy, hurry or
| you'll miss it,
Aillbrooke paid no attention to the SCOT
| fer, but rushed along with even greater
strides than before.
whats the matter" bawled boot
| Dlack, "dlQn the alarm CLOCK 80 Oh
! Still George Millbrooke's coattails flap
ped and snapped behind him, and he
thought thinks that would look harsh anc
ungenerous in print.
| Whirling INTO a cross street leading tC
| the station, he broke into run, listening
as he did so for the bell of the incoming
1 engine. Yes, there it was! By grand
/ burst on the homestretch he could be a
the gates when they swung open, and
hugginb the pole, he rushed ahead.
The old applewoman saw him coming ant
| crouched back against the wall to maxi
| room A small dog that got befuddlet
and didn't know which way TO turn wa
kicked into the middle of the street, anC
then George AlillbroolSe's right heel CAM
down upon a section of orange skin.
There was a skyrocket, a pinwheel,
siss-boom, and an ah-h-h.
People who had left the train and wer
pouring out into the. street helped the in
jured man to arise, but the doctors exam
nation showed that it wasn't half as bal
fracture of the right arm no serious dam
was told, ought not to disable him TO
more than a few months.
Alice Millbrooke went home alone. afte
sitting in the waiting-room for half al
hour, with the firm determination never t
speak to her husband again, and a sicken
ing realization that he had ceased to Low
her in the old way.
. OF course these feelings were forgot
ten when she saw him-but she had save
quarter.