St. Landry clarion. (Opelousas, La.) 1890-1921, 1900-07-28
she waitedifor him to come back, and

She WdlTeQt1Cr MIN TO come Ddck, anu
he did. 2
''The new plan escaped your memory,
didn't il 2'' said Mrs. Jobson. a~
81 guess not said Mr.. Jobson, short
ly. Il went home TO get a clean hand
kerchiet, that's all. And as didn't findl
one and had to buy one, after all, in
spite of the fact that I've bought some
1900 handkerchiefs since the first Of
January, suppose the cat has eaten
'em all up"
There are at least two dozen in your
drawer said Mrs. Jobson.
"Are, hey?" said Mr.. Jobson. "All |
found in my drawer were three of
your veils and a couple of pairs Of your
gloves and about 81 yards Of that 15-
cent lace you bought yesterday be-
cause the man who put it on his bar
gain counter needed the money But
never mind about that. Where are we
going to eat? I'm ravenous." ?
"Oh, any place." said Mrs. Jobson,
"Oh. that's all the interest you have IN
the scheme, is it?" said Mr.. Jobson.
"You don't care whether I'm faint
from hunger or not. do you?''
"Howabout the-?'' suggested Mrs.
Jobson, naming one of the hotel resau-
rants.
''How about moving the Waldorf-As-
storia down here?'' said Mr.. Jobson.
81 hope. you haven't become possessed
of the idea, Mrs. Jobson. that I'm going
to pay about $12.s5 day for our din
ners, have you? Because I'm not go
ing to do any such thing. Come on. /
know where We'll go. Well go o-'s.
They don't put on many lugs down
there, but they give you enough to eat
without assessing you weeks wages
for it,
So they went to IS. It was very
hot, and by the time they arrived there
they were perspiring and uncomfort-
able, Mrs. Jobson particularly SO in her
new, tight-ftting foulard dress.
1t was just after the departments
had closed, and the restaurant was so
filed that they had difficulty in getting
seats at all, and the places they did
finally secure were about 40 feet out of
range of the electric fans. Mr.. Jobson
gave vent to numerous "Huhs!" over
this, but he picked up the regular din
ner bill Of fare and beckoned waiter.
The waiter looked Mr. Jobson over
carefully and went on about his BUSH
ness. When we passed that way again
a few moments later Mr.. Jobson
snapped his fingers for him again, this
time somewhat sayagely. The waiter
approached the table and inclined his
ear.
"Thanks for letting me catch your
eye, after sitting here for four solid
hours" said Mr.. Jobson, sarcastically,
to the waiter. Dye think you could
let us have bite to eat, now, if we act
real humble?''
"Yessuh,'' said the waiter. "Ahll be
back dis-uhway shotely, sub,' and then
the waiter went off After about 12
minutes he again got within Mr.. job
sons finger-snapping range-Mr. job
son was meantime growing things un-
der his breath that caused the people
at the other tables to look around at
him-and once more the waiter ap-
preached the Jobsons' table.
"Look-a-here," said Mr.. Jobson TO
the waiter, dow get anything to eat
here, or don't we?"
"Yessuh. Ah'se uh-waitin' fo' yo'all's
ohduh, suh,' said the waiter.
Two regular dinners" said Mr.. Job
son.
de reg'luh dinnuh, suh," said the
waiter, SIS suhved at five o'clock, sub,
an hits on'y uh quahtuh t five now,
sub. Eff yo'all's wants tub wait, sub,
Ah'1l TEX yo' iohduh an"
Madam said Mr.. Jobson to Mrs.
Jobson, rising sternly and .taking his
hat, 1--WE shall take our immediate de
parture from this place. and then he
clomped out, Mrs. Jobson following
him. 81
Where are we going now?" said Mrs.
Johson, when they got outside.
*Where are we going, madam" said
Mr.. j Jobson,y inSa tone of suppressed
fury. "Where else are we going but
homea We are going home to get
something to eat, that's where we are
going, Mrs Jobson. And the next time
you wheedle me into giving my consent
to any such aiotic schemests this-the
next time you succeed in banboozling
me into aband oning the comforts of a
home that I have slaved and toiled for
years to get together-the next time
you put up a job like this on me, for
the sake of getting out of the necessity
of seeing that your husbands dinner is
cooked and served for him under his
own vine and fig tree there's going to
be a schism and asplit in the Jobson
family, Mrs gJobson. and when it'ssaH
over / won't be the one wearing the
sackeloth and ashes!'
Then the Jobsons went home and
zdined oncanned salmon, sa rdines. Neuf-
chatel cheese. crackers and Wash
ington Star.
Wholesome Discipline.
Perhaps tagging in English schools
is the one medicine for snobbishness
in land where classes are rigidly
defined. For at least short period in
his early life, the noble lord of high
degree is no better than anybody
else. An old Harrow boy says that
he can never forget a certain clergy
mans look of blank astonishmeIt
| when he was told that the magnate of
his neighborhood had been a break
| fast fac at school. and had been