Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1913-07-31


OF being an old maid.
well. when you are about to get
married. don't marry q man who is
sugar and spice and all that's NIGEL
It's much too insipid!
You'd recommend, on the contrary,
snaps and snails and puppy dogs tails.
Ell T" laughed Annie, also quoting q
nursery rhyme.
Not exactly that: but one does get
tired Of perpetual honey and sunshine"
said unreasonable Rosie, as she reached )
out her hand for her embroidery. And
now you promised to tell me all about
Kitty Smiths trousseau.
AZ 1t happened, Mrs. Cameron's
beautiful drawing room was separated
Cameron, reading his paper, sat on the
side Of the draperies and heard this
caves dropper In spite
OF himself. His cheeks burned. he bit
his lips, and the blood rushed through
his whole farme,
So Rosie was getting tired Of himl
Well. after all it was better to thor 4
the case. HI, was too amiable, was he b..
B Mr.. Came.o,i flung aside the crurh
pied paper AID walked once or twice
the length OF the rooms.
TIL see tEa. the fault is corrected"
he said to himself with a grim SMILE.
out the usual good bye kiss In which
he generally INDUCED.
Mrs. Cameron went out shopping in
the afternoon, and was detained a little,
but It did not worry her In the least.
Clarence doesn't mind, she said;
and SO she spent an extra half hour In
deciding wether she would have tan or
pearl gray for her new kid gloves. and
whether she looked better in a hat /
trimmed with sweet brier of simple
field daisies.
I'm q little late, Tn afraid" she said,
as she entered the dining room, where
her husband was prancing up and
down like the proverbial Gagged lion Of
romance. Is M ss.s5 as
Late madam! I should say you
We're! retorted her husband in tone
which fairly made Mrs Cameron start.
Its half-past seven IL it's second.
But suppose you think my time is Of
no value. =
sClarence!"
I've born this long enough" went,
on the indignant husband. And give
you fair notice that / shall bear 81 no.
the dinner at once. and, tomorrow let 1t
be served at seven, nunctually, whether
your mistress is here or not.n
Yes, sir" said Jane. as she dis
appeared grinning, into the kitchen.
"a Mrs. Cameron sat down, crimson to
| the very Soc IS of her hair. =
Clarence" she said, with difficulty
controlling her voice. lis it necessary
to insult me thus, before the servants %
t. Yes madam, 1t is. II wife doesn't.
comprehend her duty. It is high time
she should be made to do so. / will;
trouble you for a cup Of coffee.
Mrs. Cameron was mortified, stunned,
Idazed. She was entirely unused to this
style Of domestic reproof Almost b@-
fore the dessert With .whieh her hus-
band found plenty of fault, int1mating
that It would be better IL his wife re-
manned at home to attend to household
matters little more. instead Of CAD
ding abroad the whole timethe door
bell sounded.
It's dear mamma and Aunt Lizzie.
come to spend the evening" said Rosie.
dumping UP. K sgsss
Confound them! /" roared Mr. Gamer
on, shifting the table with his fist; can't
X have a quiet, evening once In q while Pr
II told thems you would take pss
i to the theatre tonight = hesitated Rosie,
the color coming and going schRngefuliy
i in her face.
Indeed" Mag ask madam, who
4 authorized you to make that state
ment 2" crisply queried the husband.
Am mere puppe. In your hands,
3Eand am supposed to have no will
4 or desire OF my own ~
"But YOU viii 80. wont you, clar-s
Il ence g? faltered poor Rosie.
Il mo madam, I will not" said Mr.
4 Cameron. rising and looking for his
4 hat. PROPOSE to spend the evening
slsquietly at my club"
He b0lted out Of the room, nearly
falling over his mother In law IN the,
4 passage and muttering to himself:
81 Joye! q I'D stopped another min,
a ute those tears would have conquered
u lne. Poor little .Rosias'ss
q was past twelve before he returned.