Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-09-11
THE EVENING STORY.
QUITS.
QUITS.
Copyright, 1918, by W. werner. }

| Oopyrgnt, 1913, by W. Weruer.l
Juliet kimball left her friend, Minerva
CROKER, at the Croker gate and stag
gered on toward her own She was laden
with parcels, and was SO weary her very
soul ached yet she had only been to a
| bargain sale. However. it was the first
bargain sale she had ever attended. and
she was going home in a state of dis
hevelment and exhilaration
She was counting on at least an hour
with her treasures before Grin came
home for his supper. But when she went
round to the kitchen she found Grin
smoking stub Of very strong-smelling
| cigar
| Well" exclaimed Juliet. She felt as
if somebody had poured cold water down
her back. "Ain't you home kinda early,
Orin?'
"oh. | don't know Grin replied. coolly::
| He eyed her armful of parcels "Whered
you get them? 1 know where you've
BEEN You've been down to the Peoples
store. l see 1t was blanketed with signs.
If you've been such a fool as to go and
spend my money on that stuff shall be
maddern blazes."
| Il didn't spend one cent OF your
money" retorted Juliet. Il used my egg
money
What! All that?" Orin's face was
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| why, there must have been three dol
| lars, anyway. I've been keeping track
Of the egg money myself, lately"
| There was exactly three dollars, and
| spent every cent Of it, Juliet said,
' Great Scott" orin's voice mounted.
gain sale!'
Il did, But her voice trembled. Her
voice. indeed. seemed to have caved In
| with the rest of her.
Juliet kimball," said Grin. you're a
fool. You amt to be trusted with money.
good coin on gew-gaws, trash that sin't
worth house room. You've let yourself
be led away by Dan Crooker's wife. That
shows you amt got any mind of your
and don't care. wicked waste makes
woeful want and l hope you'll regret
this days doings. I'm a Woodworking.
sober. Industrious man, juliet. and
ahead as long as you do this way. de-
clare. I'm discouraged. II I'd gone and
spent three dollars on fol-de-rol you'd
meyer have got over it. Til tell you right
now, Juliet I don't like your conduct.
I'm madder'n time about it,
| He walked out and slammed the door in
way that threatened to bring the roof
| down about Juliet's ears. She went into
| upon the white counterpart. Her eyes
were full of tears. her throat full OF sobs
She knelt down beside the bed. covered
her face with her hands and cried like a
child. All her joy in her innocent pur-
| chases had fled. The embroidery she had
| fought to get with the intention of max
ing needed petticoat from 1t. the lace
she had planned to edge a pair of cur
tains with. the insertion that she had
countless uses for. the odds and ends Of
| material which had unfolded such ire
sistible possibilities, all had lost their
charm. She felt as if she never cared to
see them again.
Having cried herself out, Juliet rose.
gathered up her parcels and dropped
them into a bureau drawer, which she
locked fast AS she was taking off her
hat Orin's voice sounded harshly outside
the door: well. am I going to have any
supper tonight or not?"
Juliet, greatly Hurried, tied on a clean
apron and ran to minister to the creature
needs Of her lord and master.
After a silent meal Grin started down.
town and left Juliet to cry into the