Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1901-05-23

snAuk sue satu. JUST the BOOKS
that I've been pining for for ages.
Won't Jon please tell me What il is
oil about-whAt I've done TO de-
serve all these lovely pre-
Never Jon nind,' said Mr.. job
son, smiling amiably. .Ionly wish
we're % rich - soms of those pin
heads that don't know what to do
With their money--if you wouldn't
have thumb rings aud automobiles
and couple o. thousand OF silk
skirts. Saw = tailor made dress in
. window ~ was walking down
town today that want you to have.
Sign on il says that It's q Paris
model, and that it's been marked
dovn from s75 20 80. Don't know
whether that's true or not, but it's
q dandy. and L Sant yon TO get
your things on after dinner and
we'll go down and have look at il.
It's made out of some kind o. black
stun, with lot of this here frizzy-
wizzy, spangley stuff splattered all
over the waist and skIrt-I dunno
1t caa give you any idea Of it, but
I'll bet hat you'll likeit. We can
look it over this evening. and TO.
morrow you can go down aud buy
IL. It'll just d. you. should say,
from the looks of it.
Mrs. Jobson was stunned.
why, yon darling old
by the way. you might as we'll
tog ont in your best tonight said
Mr.. Jobson. interrupting htr. Got
q couple Of seats for the n s,re,
and after the show yell have bite
at-well, any place sou want 70 go.
We'll just make little night of it.
How's that P
Mrs. Jobson went u,,s'.ir and
put on her things ia trace. She
was almost in tears.
Il don't know what in the world
I'd do il anything was The matter
with tbe dear, lovely old
Here her mind wandered into
speculation over the strange hap
penings Of the afternoon and even
ing. She got herself up in her bcst
and when she descended the stairs
Mr.. Jobson, himself decked out in
his evening clothes, rewarded her
with q gaze Of admiration.
by Jove, you do look nice, my
dear y he exclaimed, quite enthusi-
astically. 'I'll bet there won't be
q 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 q 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
Mewburged lobsters with sparkling
liquid accompaniment. Then Mr..
Jobson put her into q stylish rub
ber-tired hanson, and they bowled
home.
My DEAR said Mrs. Jobson,
pleadingly, won't you tell me Why
you've been so perfectly love-
A foxy expression crept into Mr..
Jobson's face, which she caught as
the hanson passed under an arc
light.
well, I'll tell you. my DEAR
said Mr.. Iobson. Il was ummag-
ing in the trunks in the storeroom
last night, wasn'tl! 'Memb Der that
navy blue serge suit that wore
when we went TO Atlantic City last
summer? Well, in digging through
the pockets Of that suit | found
two twenties and ten that you'd
overlooked. The bills were in an
inside pocket Of the vest. missed
that morey when we we're down at
the beach, but thought I'd lost
it, and so ! didn't say anything
about it to you. Well, seeing as
how you'd overlooked all that real,
| sure e-enough money concluded Mr.
Jobson, with q crafty smile. Il
thought that you were entitled to q
good time ont Of it, any how, and
Mrs. Jobson's face during the re-
eital was study.
WELL she said calmly, when
Dir. Jobson hesitated in his enjoy
ment of the situation, Il have had
perfectly lovely time aud ! have no
complaint 10 mske. Bat those two
twenties and the ten we're the bills
that you gave me to put in the bank
the day before yester lay. / didn't