The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1900-05-10
The Generosity Of Nj. yobsen.

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At noon the other day Mrs. Jobson re-
ceived, per messenger boy, large, fra
grant bunch of double vislets. with Mr..
Jobson's calling card attached thereto.
and his affectionatc solicitations scrawl-
ed on the back OF the card.
Mrs. Jobson couldn't understand IL.
She turned the violets upside down, and
sideways. and studied them from all
points OF view. Tnen she scrutinizcd the
card as n II were written in Arabic and
the job OF translating 1t were difficult
and slow.
"violets.' said she to herself. wonder
ingly. And from Mr. Jobson. Let me
recall how many years II has been"
But she couldn't recall.
IL wonder IL there's anything the mat
ter?" she unused. 'violets! And from
Mr.. Jobson,''
Another messenger boy rang the bell
about o'clock and handed Mrs. Jobson
two-pound box of chocolate creams,
nicely done up. Resting on top of the
candies was Mr.. Jobsons calling card,
his afrectionate felicitations scrawied on
the back of the card.
Mrs. Jobson, nustered by the receipt of
the Nioiets' was no~ cVhPie'eis ha"o'i-
gasted.
There's something wrong; I'm sure
there Isl she said TO herself, excitedly.
1T can't be that he DR.? No. that Is
out of the question. Perhaps, though,
hts mind Is wandering little-he was
fighty when he had that return OF the
grip I'm December What can the matter
be? If he has become n little fiighty
again of the grip. maybe his hightiness
grandeur that l was reading about some
where not long ago. ! do wish that he'd
come home. 40 that ! could put him to
and and ser send ~ for the doctor. "' GOODNESS.
gracious me! there surely is something
wrong"
Thus Mrs. Jobson worked herself up
to high pitch OF nervousness. :, yiolets
and candies from her husband. all In one
day! IL was all very. delightful-but II
foreboding OF trouble However. she put
on her prettiest tea gown. pinned the
yiolets thereto and waited anxiously for
Mr.. Jobsons familiar step.
Mr.. Jobson got home at the usual hour.
He wore an expression of benignity as he
entered the vestibule. where Mrs. job
son, In saluting him, found out that he
"Why, you dear old extravagant thing,
you,' she said to him II never saw such
lovely violets IN my life. and as for those
Tut. tut. little one" said Mr.. Jobson.
amiably. don't speak of 'em. Just hap
you know. and they're no more'n you
deserve. at that I tell you what, IL L
were rich man, you'd have everything
But Mrs. Jobson scarcely heard what
he said. Little one." she was saying TO
herself why, it's been years and years
Have you been specniating In stocks.
my .dsar'" Mrs. Jobson asked him,
"stocks2 Who. me? Well. I'd like TO
aaiH
turedly. mo. ma am: no stocks for me-"
Mrs. Jobson looked him over carefully.
but he was an right. 80 far as she could
on him as naturally az II that were his
everyday manner rfe stepped out into
the hall for moment, got = package
ing In. and opened IT,.
Happened to remember, as was com.
ing up that YOU wanted some books.
Brought you up few. Hope you'll like
'em."
Mrs. Jobson took the books and looked
them over I'm a daxed sort of way. They
were Just the boQks she had been want
ing for long while-all good. substan,
tial editions. too. She couldn't refrain
Why, You generous. silly old thing"
pining for. for ages. Won't you please
done to deserve all these lovely pre-
Never you mind" said Mr.. Jobson.
smiling amfably. II only wish i were
don't know what to do with their money
--if you wouldn't have thumb rings and
automobiles and couple q 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 want you 10 have. Sign on
it's been marked down from ss5 TO $50.
Don't know whether that's true or not,
but it's dandy, and ! want you to get
down dow and have @ a look at IL. It's made
out o. some kind o. black stun, with lot
OF this here frizzy-wizzy spangley stun
sHaersS s over the ear mas smy
idea of II, but I'll bet hat you'll like II.
we can look II over this evening. and to-
Ts sSo ABOUT f1n II you should say
the loo. = of IT,"
Mrs. Jobson was stunned.
why, you darling old DID,, 49, ,, ,.u
out in your best tonight, said Mr.. Job.
son, interrupting her. Got a couple of
seats for the & theatre, and after TN the show nov,
want to GO. Well Just make night of
IL. Hoy's that?"
Mrs. jobson went mp stairs and put on
II don't know what In the world I'd
do II anything was the matter with the
Here her mind wandered into specula-
tion over the strange happenings of the
afternoon and evening; She got herself
up i'm her best, and when she descended
the stairs Mr.. Jobson. himself decked out
I'm his evening clothes. rewarded her with
gaze OF admiration. 49,.
"By Jove, you do look nice, my dear!
he exclaimed quite enthusiastically. "Tll
bet there won't be a woman In the theatre
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 n dream. The play was
excellent. and Mr. Jobson was tho soul
| of good nature. He said clever things 10
| her and even made surreptitious love TO
| her between the acts. After the play they
went TO the hotel cafe and had Ncwburged
Holsters, with sparkling liquid accompani-
| ment. Then Mr. Jobson put her into n
| stylish rubber-tired hanson, and they
bowled home.
my dear. said Mrs. .Jobson, pleadingly.
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 ham
| som passed under the light.
| well, III tell you, my dear, said Mr..
| Jobson. IL was rummaging In the trunks
| in the storeroom last night, wasn't a.?
Member the blue serge suit that 7 wore
when we went To Atlantic City last sum-
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