The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1898-03-22

NJ loveleSt, W e I e
- " debutante of the sea
SkJN AY son, and before the
NH end of it she proved
AZ D the most fortunate,
oF ~ for she carried of
Charlie Van Essen, who was conced-
ed the prize of the year. Marguerite
had done this, too, without having a
single ENHANCEMENT with any of the
many entangling but undesirable
young men who haunt the fairy foot
steps of all debutantes.
MIR. and Mrs. Van Essen were eat
home to their friends on Mondays, in
a charming house, furnished with ex-
quisite taste. Although Mrs. Van
Essen knew little of housekeeping.
her housekeeper aud butler knew an
amazing amount, aud so her house
hold affairs ran much more smoothly
and comfortably than did those of her
more knowing neighbors, for in house.
keeping, as well as in many other mat
tiers, 1T is not what one knows. but
what one does not know which makes
life worth living.
Into this Elysium came one day
Miss Abigail Van Essen, with a small
trunk, judicial air, hundred thou.
sand dollars, aad sixty years to hel
credit. Mr.. Van Essen had prepared
his wife for the coming of his aunt.
You will love her, know, Rose
bud, he said. "She was always aw.
fully good to me when l spent my va
cations with her She is rather-ah,
rather-well, rather close about mon.
ey matters, and you may think some
OF her financial arrangements q little
peculiar; but try not to mind them.
for my sake, love, and you will get on,
I'm sure"
Aud he kissed the pretty, wistful
faced turned up to him, and vowed tc
himself Aunt Abigail, who was a dear
old girl in spite of her peculiarities.
would love his flower before she
knew it.
And Aunt Abigail did.
One might fancy there could be No
sympathy between a song bird and q
very domestic hen, but after all there
Is. A choice morsel is OF equal inter.
est to each, and neither wants to be
caught by q hawk. Everyone knows
o bond between women, and as these
women both thought Mr.. Van Essen
the one man of the universe and all
other men shadows, they got on very
we'll indeed.
Mrs. Van Essen had never looked
very sharply after the money matters
OF her household Her husband gave
her monthly allowance, and when her
bills ran over it he paid the difference.
She used to wonder what she would
do ii they came within the allowance.
but as such thing had never been
known the question did not interest
her greatly.
In journal devoted to women she
once read a story of a wife who saved
her every spare dime and dollar for
fifteen years, aud then, when her hus.
band failed in business, delighted and
amazed him by producing 500. 600.
The tale had made a deep impression
upon Marguerite, and she thought a
little of doing the same, but she could
not help telling the story TO Mr.. Van
Essen, and his comment on il had
completely upset her faith forever az
ter in the woman's journal as o guide
in financial affairs. He had cried, die.
gustedly:
Great Cesar, No wonder the man
failed. with $50, 900 dead capital in the
house. Why, il she hal given IL n
him TO put in his business. or placed
1t OF interest, they might have been
millionairesr'
Aunt Abigail soon thougl,t she die
covered that Marguerite had az much
idea OF the purchasing power Of n dol.
lar when expended for groceries as the
flower for which she was named
Moreover, her distrust OF the butler
was only equaled by Marguerite's
confidence in him.
why, I've never seen him give
her any change yet" thought the old
lady Indignantly. And she never
had, for the butler kept q book ID
which all money received aud ex-
pended were carefully entered "IU
save her what money 7 can while 1m
here. anyway. the old lady thought.
After that, "Lci zoe ~ to market
ID 80 enjoy going out early in tht
morning. became frequent request
aud Marguerite would ohelicativ o.
dor the carriage and market basket
Rt wAat ssemel % hcr uuholy hour,
Of the day
As she did not want Amt Abigail
e. be restricted bro her bnviul. sh,
usually gaze her twice a. m1.l
money as she would have gwen ths
butler.