The Climax-Madisonian. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1914-1917, 1915-02-17


and on and on about It, and as she
talked the pretty face of Mrs. Wiles
grew more and more distressed
Harry. DEAR" she said. Dolly and
I want limousinel Pleasel'
Dolly clapped her hands.
After that limousine again." he gay
ly commented. Not now, Woody.
Business is too bad"
81 don't like business" she laughed
Its mean old thing. isn't 1t. Dolly?
Harry, pleaser'
Get thee behind me. Woody" The
man still laughed. but he began to look
very seriously at his charming wife.
you'd get anything out OF a man"
And his laugh was half yexed, alto
gether admiring.
Pretty Mrs WiIes accepted that COM
pliment prettily. but June. as she slip
ped out of the library unobserved. was
hurt for the woman. for herself, for
her kind. as her face betrayed. Here
it was again-the endless, almost I'M
varying story of the woman dependent
on the mans bounty and. in this case.
getting all she could out of him.
Ned and his detectives on that day
were down in the neighborhood of the
Hotel Daniel securing the district inch
by inch. as it were. for some trace OF
the runaway bride. and wherever they
went small, fat nosed boy with one
soiled newspaper under his arm sleuth-
ed after them. Sinking from tree to
tree and from doorway to doorway.
Little Dolly Wiles awoke in the night
to become aware of light in the low
er floor of the duplex apartment. Dad
dy! He was at work In the library. as
he always was late at night here re-
Gently. Dolly felt herself privileged to
say good night to daddy. so she slipped
out and put on her bedroom slippers
and her pretty little lounging robe and
tripped downstairs.
June heard her go and dressed in like
fashion Harry Wiles had his books
spread out before him and a pen be-
hind his ear.
Daddy. are you going to get mother
a limousine?"
The man glanced over at his books
and ran his hand across his brow.
''Well. promised mother tonight"
he admitted, with reluctance, and his
face grew grave.
"GoodyF' The little girl clapped her
hands.
But will it be nice big limousineT
Not an extraordinarily big one. Just
a proper sized limousine for little girls
like you and mother. oh, come In.
Woozlyr'
Mrs. Wiles in a stunning negligee
stood in the library door.
You want Dolly. of course" she said
to June. 'She's a born prowler.
think"
Dolly smacked her father a parting
kiss.
Daddy says it won't be big limou-
sine, mother. but it'll have silk tassels.
and it will be limousine anyhow.
May we have red headed chauffeur
and a chow dog?"
1T depends on what color upholstery
your mother Selects" grinned her IA
Their as his pretty wife took DolIy's
place on the arm of the chair.
There's only one kind OF upholstery
! in the Beaver cars" laughed Mrs.
/ Wiles, pinching her husbands ear.
Really. Harry, I've been wondering
IL it isn't a waste of money to buy as
cheap a limousine as that I'd rather
wait until you can afford one that will
be more substantial"
81 know your tricks" commented her
husband Really. Woody, l positive
ly cannot afford an expensive car"
"Harryr' That wheedling tone echoed
/ In June's ears as she skipped upstairs
with Dolly. and she knew that the
cheap little Beaver car would moi
stand in front of the Wiles' door.
1t did not A good car brought Mra
Wiles home the very next day.
Mrs. Ned Warner had been made TIRE
mendously thoughtful by the affairs Of
the little Wiles family. There wal
something wrong in the custom which
made this condition possible. Wha
was it? The position OF donor and
recipient. Neither the man nor the
woman was really to blame. 1t wal
custom. And June knew what Mrs
Wnes would not admit to herself. Z
she suspected it, that the man was be
ing constantly wheedled beyond hi
means.
Mrs. Wiles affected even to hersel
that his constant resistance toward ex
penditure was the normal attitude o
man toward the domestic spending
of money. 1t was the woman's bust
ness to get all she could and the man.
to resist.
The crash came sooner than June ha'
expected. On the next evening afte
the limousine had come home Their