Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1907-05-03

pet store, SalQ MIS-. T16'SH'
She walked in with cool self-pos-
session.
"Mr. Haven has concluded to take
the buff oilcloth," she said.
Mr.. McAllister stared, but entered
the order on his books.
al will have it sent round immedi-
ately."
"Now the tailor" thought Mary.
Snip & Scissors had an elegant es-
Enlistment on a side street, just out
of Broadway. Mary walked up to
the counter calmly.
MIR. Ravens bill, receipted, If you
please"
The tailor presented the document,
which was promptly paid.
where now, ma ann" asked the
driver.
"Mr. Jordan's real estate agency,
opposite - street"
"Ah, Mrs. Haven, is that your"
said the agent, cheerfully. What
can | do for you this morning?"
Nothing, thanks" said Mary gra-
ciously. II called round to tell you
that my husband thought better of
the Central Park lot. He will not
take half"
All right, said Jordan; Smith &
Parker are only waiting for the
chance. Ill let them know at once.
Il don't think I've done quite mis-
chief enough" said Mrs Haven to
herself; Il will go down to the Office
now, turn the stove around, and
make Jack rearrange the law books"
So the carriage left Mrs. Haven az
her husbands Office in a narrow
downtown street.
About one hour subsequently, Mr..
Haven sauntered into the establish
ment of Kartwin G. Dalcey.
About that Twelfth street lease.
Mr.. Kartwin."
eyes, sir" said the lawyer, rubbing
his hands. "a thousand dollars is a
very fair price, and 1 don't object to
giving it."
who in the deuce is talking about
thousand dollars?" demanded the
puzzled Haven. II don't mean to let
you have it cent short of $500"
The lawyer looked amazed.
Mrs. Haven was here this morn
ing, and informed me that it was her
property, and 1 could have it for
$1,000"
"Mrs. Haven't" echoed the aston
ished husband. "But, really, this is
quite unbusinesslike.
Il don't know whether it is or not"
rejoined the lawyer stifly. IL only
know that Mrs. Haven spoke before
witnesses, and the house is undenl-
ably hers"
Mr.. Haven retreated from the field,
vanquished, but chatting.
At the door of the carpet store, Nc
Allister met him.
"It's all right, sir; the oil cloth is
half way down by this time"
(which oil cloth?"
"The buff one, sir; cheap goods
Mrs. Haven was here and ordered it
some time ago."
"The mischief she did"
81 hope there's no mistake" said
the dealer, anxiously.
"No, no." returned honest Henry,
disconsolately, adding to himself, as
he turned away: What has got into
Mary-is she crazy!"
All things considered, it was not
very strange that Mr.. Haven was in
no amiable humor by the time he
reached the shop of Snip & Scissors.
"I'd like to know what you mean
by sending home such garments?" he
demanded imperiously. II won't
wear 'em unless they are made over
completely"
Sir" responded the surprised
tailor, "you are aware that our rule
is no alteration after the bill is set
tied"
Every well, the bill isn't settled,
and it won't be in hurry"
Mrs. Haven paid it, sir, this morn.
ing" said the surprised tailor, refer
ring to his books.
How the uncalled-for interference
of Mrs. Haven stared him in the face
at every step.
"I'll step into Jordan's, anyhow
he thought, "and secure that lot. II
will be a capital speculation
Mr.. Jordan looked up as Mr.. Haven
entered
Suppose we clear up the business
about the Central Park lot; 1 don't
think 1 can do any better"
Your decision comes too late. l
signed over to Smith & Parker half
an hour ago."
"By whose authority"
"Mrs. Ravens. She was here a
little while ago, and said you would
not take the half lot
Mr.. Haven bit his lips 1t was get
ting too provoking. He left abruptly,
and went to his own office, where two
men were on their knees, hammering
down the hard buff oil cloth.
Mrs. Haven sat at his desk, sorting
and arranging papers with diligence.
"Yes, DEAR" she said, looking up
as he entered. Jones VS.. Brown be-
longs on the right-hand pile. Really,
husband, the confusion of these
papers is appalling"
Confusion, madam! tell you
they are in the most perfect order,
or were before you got hold of them.
Where are my law books?"
"Oh, I put them in the closet, the
bindings were SO dingy, and the direc-
tories look so much brighter"
Mary, are you insane. to usurp
your husbands placer"
"We are firm, my dear, as you
said this morning"
"Yes, but"
Consequently" continued Mary,
mimicking her husbands rather POM
pous voice of the morning, II shall
claim the privilege of interfering
whenever 1 deem it advisable"
Mr.. Ravens frowns, at first rather
foreboding, vanished at the smiling
sunshine of Mary's eyes.
my DEAR" said he, at is rather
late to transact any more business
to-day. Shall we walk home to-
gether?"