St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1902-06-07
POOR ECONOMY IN TIPS.
How Suspicious Wife Found Out the
Cause of Her Husband's
"Extravagance."

He was the happiest man in the
world when they married and fitted up
a little fiat in Harlem. The fact that
he made only $40 a week was draw
back, but not a serious one. They
would economic, and be just as happy
as though they had all the money they
could possibly spend. For time they
were happy. Then the wife began to
get acquainted and go out into Harlem
society" She did not have enough
spending money, and the "nagging
process began, and the allowance was
increased, although the generous hus.
band was already giving her more than
her share, relates the New York Irlb-
une.
In order to do this he found it neces-
sary to cut down his own expenses.
He left the quiet little eating place
where he had taken luncheon for
years, where he clipped" his regular
waiter and was comfortable. He left
this for one of the fashy, cheap res
taurants, where the tables are crowd
ed with men and women who bolt their
luncheon as if to forget it's meager-
ness. Girl walters served the food,
and the man who was economizing did
not think that it was necessary to
''tip" them. In month or two he was
settled in the new place, and the same
woman waited on him each day. The
saving was considerable, and there
was more money for his wife. After
all, it was not so bad. One day he had
roast apple and toast, the next coffee
and butter cakes, then pancakes with
maple syrup, or a piece of pie and
milk-nothing that cost more than 10
cents.
Yet the wife was not satisfied. II
am sure Henry is extravaganza about
his luncheons," she said to herself.
''I'm going down to see."
So one day at noon she appeared at
the office, all smiles, in order to con-
ceal her Interior motive. GIVE come
down to take luncheon with you, DEAR -
she said, and he was really delighted.
He offered to take her to an expensive
place, for it was the first time she had
surprised him this way.
"No, Henry" she said, stake me to
your regular place, and order just the
same luncheon you have on days when
| am not here"
| II don't eat much at noon, my dear, .
| said the fond husband. "1'm afraid
you won't like it,
'That's just what came down for
she said, ITO see what you have for
luncheon. Pm afarid you are extrava-
CANT"
The injustice of the charge hurt him
= little, but, sure of complete vindica-
ton, he led the way to his cheap res
| taurant. The wife glared at one OF
the mattresses who was pretty, but
forgotit when she saw the woman who
served Henry's table.
"This is my regular waitress" he
said as they sat down. "She knows
Just what eat every day. Toproveit,
IN not order anything in particular,
and you can see what she brings and
admit that I'm not extravagant."
He called the girl, who had been
standing near enough to hear his ex-
1
PLANTATION.
.Mary," he said, "bring me what
had yesterday, only make the order
for two" Then. turning to his wife, he
added: "The beauty of this place is
that you don't have to give tips" The
girl heard that, too, and on her way
to the kitchen remembered that she
had waited on him for three months
and received not even ''Thank you. .
"Let me sec," she said, che had
baked apples and toast yesterday
Then she ordered oyster cocktails, q
porterhouse steak for two, with mush,
rooms, three vegetables, salad, plum
pudding and coffee. It was the most
expensive meal the restaurant had
served in months. She managed to get
it all on the tray, though things were
crowded, and just as he was wondering