Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1908-08-20

GA1L1 CRIED.
.sparingly of the lamb and the tasteless
salad and sought final solace in his
after dinner cigar.
That evening Bettina found him
somewhat unresponsive. In vain she
played and sang his favorite songs in
her little lifting voice. In vain she
prattled of her downtown bargains. In
vain she petted him and praised him
Albert met all of her advances stolidly,
and the next morning found her at her
Aunt Betsey's in tears
"He has ceased to love me-" she de-
clared.
What did you give him for dinner
last night?" Aunt Betsey demanded
Bettina faltered out her menu
Aunt Betsey shifted.
mo wonder he was disagreeable,"
she said. ANY mans affection would
be frozen out by cold meat and cold
salad and warmed over coffee"
"Albert's love ought to be superior to
such things" Bettina said He used
always to quote things like "A jug of
wine loaf of bread and thou beside
me, singing in the Wilderness and last
night all Of my singing couldn't make
him smile"
But Aunt Betsey was severely on the
defensive.
"a jug of wine and loaf of bread
may be all right in hot climates" she
admitted, but yesterday it was snow
ing, and Albert came in chilled, and
you ought to have had something fit
to eat"
"Well, thank goodness my love isn't
dependent on food" said Bettina lofti-
ly.
What did you have for lunch ycster-
day. Aunt Betsoy probed. "You told
Inc you went to Maillard's."
I'VE had grape fruit and crab and
quail, and Il salad and an ice. Every
thing was delicious. Mary Luttrell in
vited me, with friend Of hers from
out of town"
And poor Albert had sandwich"
Aunt Betsey reminded her
"Ohi OH! Suddenly the real situa-
tion seemed to dawn on the little wife
He was really hungry, Aunt Betsey
poor dear fellow"
"And he had worked from $50 in the
"'"rnipo" Aunt Ratsav wont on .ora
when he came home at night tired and
worn and nervous, he was not in a
condition to appreciate lace trimmed
rufiles, Bettina, half as much as an
appetizing dinner"
Bettina sighed.
well, it does away with the ro-
nance"
Dear heart" Aunt Betsey told her.
there is joy in service that is above
the JOY of mere admiration. Try max.
ing Albert comfortable and YOU will .
get more solid happiness out of it than
by keeping him on the rack with your
coquetry"
But Bettlna shrugged her shoulders.
THE way to hold a man." she de- /
clared, ''is to play with him"
THE way to hold man." said Aunt
Betsey, with nod of her gray head,
lis to love him, and that means to
make yourself his equal in endeavor.
Then you have his respect You must
be the homemaker, just as Albert is
the money maker"
But you have never married" said
httle Bettina. How can you know.
Aunt Betsey?"
The people who look on from the
outside are the wise ones" said Aunt
Betsey. "and l have seen so MANY
shipwrecks."
That night Albert's footsteps Jagged
little on the stairway as he climbed
to his little fat. He knew Just what
he would find at the top-Bettina.
charming in the rosy gown; the pink
candle shades, the pink roses and GRO
quettes made of the last of the beef
Bettina always ran to big roasts and
there yet remained to be eaten a fifth
days soup made of the bone.
The sound of his key in the latch
summoned no rosy vision, however.
He passed through the dining room.
The pink candles were not lighted. In
'front.' of his place was a copper chafine
dish, one of Bettina's hitherto unused
wedding presents, and the blue fame
burning beneath set the contents bub-
bling, and the air was laden with de-
llciousness.