The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-04-19
JOBsON ECONOMIES.
Desires His Wife to Pay More Atten.
ton to Meat Bills.
Washington Star.

Washington Star.
Mrs. Jobson," inquired Mr.. Jobson one
evening a couple of weeks ago, sitting
straight up in his Morris chair and gazing
at her intently, do you ever read the
woman's column of any Of the newspapers
that you get hold OFF,
Why. certainly 1 do" quickly replied
Mrs. Jobson. Its the first part of the
paper l turn to-"
1T is, hey?" said Mr.. Jobson. with a VIC
torious CLEAN in his eye. well, will you
is that we waste in this house about twenty
or twenty-five pounds of good meat week,
at a rough calculation"
Mrs. Jobsons mystification was plain.
"Woman's column? Meat wasted?" she
said, in a puzzled tone. I'm sure wish
knew what in the wide world you meant"
Well, I'll just tell you what in the wide
world mean" said Mr.. Jobson, oracularly.
"Once in a great while accidentally take
a peek at this stuff in the woman's column
myself, and / never do this that / don't
worthwhile suggestions for household
economy. Among these suggestions there
are constantly published wise little tips as
to tho not b to ay hs 81 OF
may be cut down. And let me tell you that
these tips read in a pretty appetizing way
too. Instead of reading them. and profting
by them, and giving your husband little
lift occasionally in the matter of expenses,
you go right on chucking pounds and
pounds of first-class leftover meat into the
refuse can. You wouldn't think of going to
little dishes composed of the meat left from
previous meal, because you might have
to devote fifteen or twenty minutes study
drain upon your vitality
Whereupon Mr.. Jobson sat back in his
chair in his regular NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
ALL manner and resumed his newspaper.
When Mr.. Jobson arrived home from the
office on the following afternoon he was
hungry.
Maybe that spring tonic I'm taking is
Jobson with greedy look in his eyes.
why, ate bigger luncheon to-day than
I've sat down in front of for twenty years.
and yet I've been so hungry at the office
nearly all the afternoon that several times
I was tempted to go out somewhere and
buy SIS worth of ham and eggs. Right
now wouldn't do thing to steak as big
as a bath mat smothered in onions or mush-
rooms or any old thing. Whatchoo got for
dinner, anyhow
oh something nice,something that will
lily as she led the way down to the base
ment dining room.
Out of the bowl in the center of the table
she served out to Mr.. Jobson a rather
savory mess favored with bay leaves and
spices. saying to him:
THAT is a beef saute, you know-Mrs
Kaystreet was telling me how to make il
the other day. Doesn't ii smell delight
full? And it is so economical, too-it is
made from what remained of the roast
beef we had for dinner yesterday"
Beef sought-who?" said Mr.. Jobson
looking rather crestfallen as he took a
mouthful of the savory mess. ''Well, that's
a pretty good name for It, but il tastes
to me heap like the plain. old-fashioned
beef stew of years ago. Got any other
kind OF meat to go with it?'
mo" said Mrs. Jobson amiably. There
is plenty of the saute, you know, and the
potatoes and nice fresh bread and but
ter. and just think. / didn't have to send
out for single. solitary thing for to-day's
dinner
.'Uh-huh," said Mr. Jobson, gloomily.
do you enjoy the saute?" inquired Mrs.
Jobson after a little pause.
oh it's not such bad beef stew un-
compromisingiy replied Mr.. Jobson; but
for the remainder of the evening he was
unusually grumpy and quiet, and a little
before bedtime he went out, saying that
he was going to the cafe around the cor
ner to get a sandwich and bottle of beer
On the following morning. when Mr.. job
son sat down to his breakfast, Mrs. Jobson
placed on his plate a couple of ark-brown,
obloid-looking things. reposing in tomato
sauce.
another surprise for you." said Mrs
Jobson, in her sweetest tone Beef cro-
quettes. and made from the same roast
beef that we had day before yesterday. out
of which / made the saute for last even
ing.s dinner. you know"
Yes. l know. SAID Mr.. Jobson-he had
from the table. "And l know also that /
am going out somewhere and get some
thing to eat for breakfast. And / also
know, again, that IL there's any more left
of that roast beef under this roof I'll send
a hurry call to the Board of Health within
ten minutes after / get home this evening
There's nothing mean about me in the mat
ter of grocery bills or meat bills. or any
other kind Of bills as you've had pretty
good occasion to find out for good many
years past. and If you got the idea abb
sorbed into what you please to call your
mind that you're going TO work OF back
number food on me as a steady thing. then
madam, let me tell you that l am not TAX
ing handouts yet, here or any place else
and don't you fail to remember it.''