The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1900-04-29
The Generosity of MIR. Jobson.

| JODSOH GAZING cara Attached lneTStOs
and his affectionate fluctuations scrawled
on the back of the card.
Mrs. Jobson couldn't understand it. She
turned the violets upside down, and side
| ways, and studied them from all points
Of view. Then she scrutinized the card as
II it were written in Arabic and the job
of translating il were difficult and slow.
''yieiets.'' said she to herself, wonder
ingly. And from Mr.. Jobsoni Let me
recall how many years 1t has been
But she couldn't recall.
Il wonder If there's anything the mat
ter?" she unused. "yiolets! And from
Mr.. Jobson!''
Another messenger boy rang the bell
about o'clock and handed Mrs. Jobson
a two-pound box of chocolate creams,
nicely done up. Resting on top Of the
candles was Mr.. Jobson's calling card.
his affectionate Fluctuations scrawied on
the back of the card.
| Mrs. Jobson, f1ustered by the receipt of
the violets, was now completely fab
bergasted.
There's something wrong; I'm sure
! there is.'' she said to herself, excitedly.
1T can't be that he's DR.? No, that
is out of the question: Perhaps. though,
his mind is wandering q httle-he was
ffighty when he had that return of the
grip in Decemberi What can the matter
be? II he has become little Eighty
again as the result of the grip, maybe
/ his hightiness has taken the form of
| the delirium of grandeur that I was
| reading about somewhere not long ago.
| l do wish that he'd come home, so-that
could put him to bed and put a mus
| tard plaster on him and send for the
| doctor. Goodness, gracious mel There
| surely is something wrong"
Thus Mrs. Jobson worked herself up TO
| a high pitch of nervousness. Violets and
| candles from her husband, all in one dayI
4 1t was all very delightful-but 1t was too
| delightful. Mrs Jobson had a foreboding
| of trouble. However, she put on her
prettiest tea gown. pinned the violets
thereto and waited anxiously for Mr..
| Jobson's familiar step.
| Mr.. Jobson got home at the usual
| hour. He wore an expression of be-
nightly as he entered the vestibule, where
Mrs. Jobson, in saluting him, found out
| that he hadn't drank a drop.
1 why, you dear old extravaganza thing
| you'll" she said to him. Il never saw such
lovely violets in my life. and as for
| those candies, why"
Tut, tut, little one" said Mr.. job
son, amiably, don't speak of 'em. Just
| happened to think to send 'em up to you,
| you know, and they're no more'n you de-
serve, at that. tell you what. If I were
a rich map, you'd have everything"
| But Mrs. Jobson scarcely heard what
! he said. Little one." she was saying to
| herself. why, it has been years and
years since he
Have you been specializing in stocks,
| my dear?" Mrs. Jobson asked him, tim
| idly.
'Stocks? Who, me? Well. I'd ike TO
| See myself said Mr. Jobson, good-na-
| turedly; mo, ma am; no stocks for mel"
Happened to remember, as was COM
| ing up, that you wanted some books"
| said Mr.. Jobson, in an off-hand way.
| Brought you up few. Hope you'll like
EN-
Mrs. Jobson took the books and looked
them over in a dazed sort of way. They
were just the books she had been want
| ing for long while-all good, substan-
| tial editions, too. She couldn't refrain
| from giving him hug.
''Why, you generous, silly old thing
she said. Just the books that I've been
pining for for ages. Won't you please
tell me what it Is all about-what I've
done TO deserve al these lovely pre-
Never you mind said Mr. Jobson,
smiling amiably. 'T only wish were
as rich as some of these pin-heads that
don't know what to do with their money
If you wouldn't have thumb rings and
automobiles and a couple o. thousands
and silk skirts, and-oh. by the way, that
reminds me- Saw a tailor-made dress in
window as I was walking down town
today that I want you to have. Sign on
it says that it's a 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 a dandy, and l want you to get
your things on after dinner and well go
down and have a look at 1t. It's made
out o. some kind o. black stuff with a
lOf 0f fri
stuff spIattered all over the waist and
skirt-I dunno if l can give you any idea
of It, but I'll bet a hat you'll like Ii. We
can look 1t over this evening, and tomor-
row you can go down and buy it. It'll
just about fit you, l should say, from the
looks of it..
Mrs. Jobson was stunned.
why, darling old
"By the way, you might as well tog
out in your best tonight said Mr. job
son. interrupting her. Got a couple Of
seats for the theatre, and after the show
We'll get a bite at-well, any place you
want to go. Wen just make night of
it. Hows that?'
Mrs. Jobson went up stairs and put on
her things in trance. She was almost in
tears.
She got herself up in her best, and
when she descended the stairs Mr. job
clothes, rewarded her with a gaze of ad-
miration.
by Jove, you do look nice, my dear"
he exclaimed, quite enthusiastically.
I'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 woman in dream. The play was
ha MI
Of good nature. He said clever things TO
her between the acts. After the play
they went to the hotel cafe and had
Newburged Holsters, with sparkling liquid
accompaniment Then Mr.. Jobson put
her into a stylish, rubber-tired hanson,
and they bowled home.
My dear said Mrs. Jooson. pleading
ly, 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 han
som passed under an arc light
We'll. I'll tell you, my dear" said Mr..
Jobson. Il was rummaging In the trunks
in the storeroom last night. wasn't III
Member that blue serge suit that / wore
when we went to Atlantic City last SUM-
mer? Well, IN digging through the peck
cts of that suit I found two twenties and
ten that you overlooked The bills were
in an inside pocket CT the vest ! missed
that money when ve were down at the
beach. but l thought I'd lost Il, and 50
didn't say anything about il 10 you
Wen, seeing as how you'd overlooked all
that real sure-enough money. concluded
Mr. Jobson, II thought that you were en-
titled TO a good time out Of II, anyhow
and
Mrs Jobson's face during this recital
was a study.
We'll" she said. calmly. when Mr. JOB