The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1901-06-28

Tut, tut, little one," said Mr.. job
son socially, "don't speak of 'em. Just
happened to think to send 'em up to
you, you know, and they're no more'n
you deserve, a, that. tell you what,
if were a rich man, you'd have every
thing
But Mrs Jobssn scarcely heard what
he said. "Little one!" she said to her
self. "Why, it's been years and years
since he"
"Have you been specializing in
stocks. my dear?" Mrs. Jobson asked
him, timidly.
"S:ocks! Who, me? Well I'd like
to see myself said Mr.. Jobson, good
naturedly. "No madam; no stocks
for mel"
Mrs Jobson looked over him care
fully, but he was all right, 80 far as
she could see. His extraordinary
good nature sat on him as naturally
as if that were his everyday manner.
He stepped out into the hall for a
moment, got package that he had
dropped on the rack in coming in and
opened it.
"Happened to remember as l was
coming up, that you wanted some
books" said Mr.. Jobson, in an offhand
way. drought you up few. Hope
you will like EN-"
Mrs. Jobson took the books and
looked them over in dazed kind Of
way. They were just the books she
had been wanting for a long while
all good, substantial editions, too
She couldn't refrain from giving him a
hug.
"Why, you generous, silly old thing!'
she said. "Just tbe books that I've
been pining for for ages. Won't you
please tell me wha: it is all about
what I've done to deserve all these
lovely pre-
"Never you mind" said Mr.. Jobson,
smiling amiably. II only wish were
as rich as some Of those pinheads that
don't know what to do with their
money-if you wouldn't Lave thumb
rings and automobiles and a couple O.
thousand of silk skirts. Saw tailor
made dress in a window as l was walk
ing down town today that want you
to have. Sign ON it says that it is a
Paris model, and that it's been marked
down from $S5 to SO. 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 we'll 60 and
have look at it. It's made out of
some kind O black stuff. with lot of
this here frizzy-wizzy, spangled stuff
splattered all over the waist and skirt
Il dunno if l can give you an idea of
it, but I'll bet hat you'll like it. We
can look it over this evening, and to-
morrow pou can 60 down and buy it.
It'll just fit you, should say, from
the looks of it,
Mrs. Jobson was stunned.
"Wby. YOU darling old"
"By the way, you might as we'll tug
out in your best tonight, said Mr..
Jobson, interrupting her. SCOT
couple Of seats for the theatre, and af-
ter the show we'll have bite at-well
any place you want to go. Wen
just make little night OF it. How's
that?"
Mrs. Jobson went upstairs and put
on her things in trance She was
almost IN tears.
81 don't know what in the world l
would do if anything was the matter
with the dear, lovely old"
Here her mind wandered into spec
ulation over the strange happenings
of the afternoon and evening. She
got herself up in her best, and when
she descended the stairs Mr.. Judson,
himself decked out in his evening
clothes, rewarded her with gaze Of
admiration.
"By Jove, you do look nice, my
dear!" he exclaimed, quite enthusiastic
cally. "I'll bet there won't he woman
in the theatre looking half so spick and
span," and he gave her regular old
fashioned kiss.
Mrs. Jobson spent the next few hours
like 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 surrepti-
tious love 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 stylish rub,
ber-tired hanson, and then they bowled
home.
"My DEAR" said Mrs. Jobson, plead
ingly, "won't you tell me why you've
been 80 perfectly love-"
A foxy expression crept into Mr..
.obson's face, which she caught just
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 l? Member that navy blue
serge suit that l wore when we went
to Atlantic City last summer? Well