Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1900-03-16

Never you mind" said Mr. Jobson,
smiling amiably. 81 only wish were
as rich as some of these pinheads that
don't know what to do with their
money-if you wouldn't have thumb
rings and automobiles and couple o.
thousand silk skirts, and-oh, by the
way, that reminds me- Saw a tailor
made dress in window as I was
walking downtown to-day that / want
you to have. Sign on it says that it's
Paris model and that it's been
marked down from SIS to $50. Don't
know whether that's true or not, but
it's dandy, and 1 want you to get
your things on after dinner and We'll
go down and have a look at it. It's
made out O. some kind O. black stuff,
with lot of this here frizzy-wizzy;
spangley stuff splattered all over the
waist and skirt dunno if I can give
you any idea of it, but I'll bet a hat
you'll like it. We can look it over
this evening, and tomorrow you can
go down and buy it. It'll just about
fit you, I should say, from the looks
of it."
Mrs. Jobson was stunned.
why, JOo
'By the way, you might as wei tog
out in your best tonight" said Mr..
Jobson, interrupting her. Got a
couple of seats for the theater, and
after the show we'll have a bite at
| well, any place you want to go. Well
| just make little night of it. How's
that?"
Mrs. Jobson went upstairs and put
on her things in trance. She was al
| most in tears.
81 don't know what in the world I'd
do if anything was the matter with
| the dear, lovely old"
Here her mind wandered into specu-
| lation over the strange happenings of
| the afternoon and evening. She got
| herself up in her best, and when she
| descended the stairs Mr.. Jobson, him.
| self decked out in his evening clothes,
rewarded her with gaze of admira-
ton.
''By Jove, you do look nice. my
dear!" he exclaimed, quite enthusiast
tically. '1'll bet there won't be a
woman in the theater looking half so
| spick and span," and he gave her a
regular old-fashioned kiss.
Mrs. Jobson spent the next few
hours like a woman in a dream. The
| play was excellent, and Mr.. Jobson
| was the soul of good nature. He said
| clever things to her, and even made
| surreptitious love to her between the
acts. After the play they went to the
hotel cafe and had Newburged lob
sters, with sparkling liquid accompani-
ment. Then Mr.. Jobson put her into
a stylish rubber-tired hanson, and
they bowled home.
MY DEAR" said Mrs. Jobson, plead
ingly, won't you tell me now why
you've been so perfectly love-
A foxy expression crept into Mr.. Job
sons face, which she caught as the
hanson passed under an arc light.
''Well, I'll tell you, my DEAR" said
Mr.. Jobson. 81 was rummaging in the
trunks in the storeroom last night,
wasn't I? Member that navy blue
serge suit that wore when we went to
Atlantic City last summer? Well, in
digging through the pockets of that
| suit I found two twenties and a ten
that you'd overlooked. The bills were
in an inside pocket Of the vest. /
missed that money when we were down
at the beach, but I thought I'd lost it
| anu 80 uiuH say any tIlnS ABOUT II
| to you. Well, seeing as how you'd over
| looked all that real, sure-enough
money" concluded Mr.. Jobson, with a
crafty smile, 81 thought that you were
! entitled to a good time out of il, any
| how, and
Mrs. Jobson's face during this re-
cital was a study.
| "Well," she said calmly, when Mr.
| Jobson hesitated in his enjoyment OF
the situation, 81 have had perfectly
lovely time, and have no complaint to
make. But those two twenties and the
ten were the bills that you gave me to
| put in the bank the day before yester-
day. I didn't go to the bank, because il
was raining too hard, and I put them
in that vest for safe keepingi "-Wasb-
ington Star.