The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1907-11-22

imagination.
1t was a happy day for Sylvia when
she had balanced her Housekeeping ac-
counts and found a surplus OF the
! amount they had agreed upon as the
monthly contribution to their Euro
pean fund.
4 will take it to the bank this very
day." she decided; for if | don't, a
burglar might take this inopportune
time to rifle the house" /.
She told her husband Of her deter
mination at lunch, and when he came
home in the evening it was with the
thought that she would meet him with
the announcement that the European
fund was started. But she did not
come into the hall as he entered, and
she was not in the parlOrs or the din
ing ROOM He found her at last in the
bedroom, sitting in rocking-chair in
an attitude of detection, her hands
clasped about her knees. The face she
lifted to him was pale, the eyes fun OF
path0s.
Good heavens, Sylvia" he ex-
claimed, whats the matter? Is some
one at home sick or-or dead?"
His wife shook her head. She had
risen and stood dropping before him,
her hands clasped, her eyes down
cast
Chester" she said, with unusual
solemnity, = have done something
dreadful"
The anxiety OF his face relaxed;
and seating himself in the chair she
had vacated, ne drew her down on his
knee.
What terrible thing have you
done?" he asked, smiling.
Il have spent the money!" she burst
out desperately.
| Spent the money! he echoed.
Yes, the European money" she
replied. Il was taking it to the bank
and l had to pass Johnson & Bays,
you know; and they had the most ex-
| Quisite CastelIina marbles in the win
1 dow There were three Venuses and
a Cupid and Psyche and Gladiator
! and the loyeliest Apollo. They have
never had anything Of the kind here
! before, you know; and | could not re-
! Eist going in to look at them. Then
! thought how lovely the Apollo would
be in that empty corner in the front
parlOr. And l KEEP looking at it until
! it seemed to me it was the one thing
l wanted to make me completely hap
| Ply. After while lady came in and
said she wanted to select a piece and
she looked at the Apollo. Then II
! said had already decided to take it.
After that the clerk asked me if |
had pedestal or suitable table for
! it; and l knew l hadn't. So got an
onyx table; it had to be nice one,
you know, .and-and it took all the
/ money"
She looked at him anxiouslY like
| repentant culprit. For a moment he
regarded her gravely, then he broke
! into laugh.
Well" he said, '1 can stand it If
you can. It's only another month
added to the time
You're so good to take it that
way" she said. But this is the last
thing 1 shall buy; I'm determined on
| that"
But show me your acquisition" he
said; I'm burning with Impotence to
| see it."
She led the way into the parlor and
pointed to it tragically. The pure,
translucent marble was carved in a
figure of the most exquisite grace
Sylvia sat down and sighed deeply.
It's lovely" she said; "but cannot
holm yorr.vy fbof cOf
AS time passed she could not throw
off the feeling, and the statuette be-
came kind of Moloch on whose altar
she sacrificed her desires She had
intended making little visit to her
mother this month, but she gave it
up.
Il cannot afford it." she explained
to her husband, because 1 got the
Apollo" 80
And the money for railroad fare
went into the European fund
She wanted new hat and the latest
thing in belts; but she looked at the
Apollo and put the thought aside.
One evening her husband asked
her if she would like to go to the
opera the next night.
do you think we had better?'' she
said seriously. "You know we have
he Apollo"
That is so,' he replied; I'VE will
add the money to the fund"
The months slirred by, each one
marked by a dc sis for "the fund"
Sylvia could never quite forgive her
self for her one extravaganza; she
0uld not read the advertisements of
snkrupt sales. Whenever she was
n'npted to indulge in picture or
ase she remembered the Apollo.
When the marble statuette had been
I the house year they found that
hey had saved the requisite amount
IT their trip. Their preparations were
oon made, and they stood one day
4 the deck of a steamer, watching
re shore-line fade in the distance,
vhile far and away stretched the
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