The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1901-01-24
: Mr.. JObSOn's Request

MRS. JOBSON had put in such a
lvl busy day at housecleaning that
she hadn't time to dress before Mr..
Jobson's arrival home the other even
ing. Mr.. Jobson surveyed her disap
provingly as he hung his hat and over
coat on the rack.
"By the way" he inquired, scruti-
nizing her from head to foot, what
have you been doing-sifting ashes or
blowing the back yard to put in
crop of winter wheat?'
"This is my housekeeping day." re-
piled Mrs. Jobson, land the clock is
change my"
"Oh, that's it, is it?-you didn't have
time" said Mr.. yobson, sarcastically.
1--WE keep servant, don't we, Mrs.
Jobson?"
"Yes, but"
''Well, what do we keep her for? To
amuse us by playing on the piano?
To teach us the higher and nobler?
To instruct us in the kinks of the
Delsarte movement and theosophy?
To-"
"She's as good girl as we could
expect to get, but, of course, the mis-
tress of the household must superin-
tend the housekeeping, or else"
1T is also part, and the most inn
portant part. of the duty of the mis-
tress of the household, Mrs. Jobson,'
said Mr.. Jobson, sternly, -''to look
half way presentable when her hus-
band is around. That's the trouble
with you married women. You don't
care how you look in the eyes of your
husbands, but you'll spend hours in
primping up for other folks. Yet
you're perfectly willing to let me
catch you looking as if you'd driven
in from Prince Georges county on a
load o. hay"
IT was just about to go upstairs to
dress for dinner when you came in
and"
THAT'S all right what you were
just about to do. The point is that
come in and find you looking like
you'd been caught in a Jackson City
| dust storm. There's no reason why
you shouldn't look attractive around
| the house all the time. What's the
| reason that that little Mrs. Questreet
who isn't so much behind you in the
matter of years, always looks pinked
up and diked out in frilly wrappers
and things every time we happen, to
call there, and"
mot much behind me in the matter
of years!" calculated Mrs. Jobson
MRS. Questreet is eight years Older
than l am, if she's day! And we
never happen to call upon her at g
time of day when she's cleaning
house, and, furthermore, she dings al
Questreet so that he lets her have al
the money she wants to shop, anG
those pretty wrappers that you're
talking about"
'If Questreet gives his wife any
more moneyto buy these dinky things
that make women look nice than
give you, then I'd just like to know it
that's ALL" interrupted Mr.. Jobson
IF you haven't got house duds lik,
Mrs. Questreet's, why don't you e,
and get 'em? What's more, there
no reason why you should do an,
work whatsoever around this house
Just you let the servant girl do tn,
jumping up and gallivanting aroun,
when you want anything or / wan
anything. and devote your time Il
keeping yourself looking neat ant
pleasing"
Mrs. Jobson didn't make any reply
but went upstairs and made hersel
ready for dinner.
/ When Mr.. Jobson got home on tn
following afternoon Mrs. Jobson, look
ing very splendiferous indeed, me
him at the door. She wore a nev
and handsome baby-blue tea gown
with lot of cream -colored lace scat
} tered over it. Her hair looked as i
| it had been done up by hairdresser
Her feet were encased in neat red mo
rocco slippers, with gilt cord sewed OF
3 them-Mr. Jobson had never seel
them beforehand where they ende,
Mr.. Jobson caught glimpse of baby
blue silk stockings. Mrs. Jobsol
looked distinctly handsome and fas
cinating as she kissed Mr.. Jobson
He looked at her in surprise.
| "Who's been here?" he asked her
. still sizing her up, wonderingly.
Nobody" replied Mrs. Jobson.
swell, what are you all rugged ou
that way for, then?"
"Why, don't you remember wha
you said last EVENING""
Mr.. Jobson did remember all of
sudden, as she saw by his expression
and he didn't say anything more.
"How do you like my new te
' gown" inquired Mrs. Jobson, cheer
: lily, holding out the skirt in her hands
II got II y0-uay Y0r afmost hornfng-
$34-at q sale; II was the only on
they had left, and it was a Pari
model"
ITS great" replied Mr.. Jobsop, I
q husky sort of tone. ''It's the limit
Only thirty-four, hey? They Nigh
Just - well have made you presen
n Of II, ehf''
sAnd ess hon s dossa paass I
! thea lovely Uilk otoekingD. di8ore1