The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1908-06-02

0Ax1Y Oh1EOs
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 nightY' Aunt Betsey demanded.
Bettina faltered out her menu.
Aunt Betsey shifted.
"No wonder he was disagreeable,"
she said. ANY mans affection would
be frozen out by cold meat and cold
salad and warmed over coffee"
"AIbert's love ought to be superior to
such things Bettina said HE used
always to quote things like "A jug of
wine, a 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
.WelI, thank goodness my love Isn't
dependent on food" said Bettina lofti-
ly.
what did you have for lunch yester-
dayY' Aunt Betsey probed. "You told
me you went to Maillard's."
1--WE had grape fruit and crab and
quail, and salad and an ice. Every
thing was delicious Mary Luttrell In
vited me, with a friend Of hers from
out of town"
"And poor Albert had sandwich"
Aunt Betsey reminded her.
"Oh! Obi" Suddenly the real situa
ton seemed to dawn on the little wife.
HE was really hungry. Aunt Betsey.
poor dear fellow"
And he had worked from $50 in the
morning." Aunt Betsey went on, land
when he came home at night tired and
worn and nervous, he was not In a
condition to appreciate lace trimmed
ruffies, 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 a 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 1t than
by keeping him on the rack with your
coquetry.'
But Bettina shrugged her shoulders
1.-The way to hold man." she de-
clared, lis to play with him"
"The way to hold a man." said Aunt
Betsey, with nod Of her gray head,
sis 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
little Bettina "How can you know.
Aunt Betsey?"
1.-The people who look on from the
outside are the wise ones" said Aunt
Betsey. land have seen so many
natrfrnoniaI shinwrpckS
That night Albert's footsteps Jagged
a little on the stairway as he climbed
10 mis- little nat. 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
quotes made of the last of the beef
Bettina always ran to big roasts. and
there yet remained to be eaten 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 copper chafng
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-
liciousness.
"Bettina." he called, and at the sound
she came to the kitchen door. She
wore long apron of china blue; her
hair was ruffied about her face; her
cheeks were flaming.
81 haven't time to kiss you." she
cried gayly. 81 must watch the
chops"
Albert went into his room somewhat
disconnected. 1t was the first time
that Bettina had failed to kiss him. It
was the first time that his rooms had
not been In rosy glow-and he miss
ed it.
But his discomfort vanished with
the serving of the dinner.
There were oysters in the chatting
dish. PANIED to perfection. There were
broiled chops, a crisp salad and a pud-
ding made by Bettina's own fair hands.
And Albert ate and praised and won
dered-
81 didn't know you could do it, Bet
tina" he said. you always seemed
such a butterfly giri.'
Bettina laughed.
"Aunt Betsey showed me how" she
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