Judge — November 3, 1883 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. RDAY was my birthday, and had so. many beautiful prese about the happiest woman in New York. When Mamma yund yesterday morning and asked me to zo shopping with for | : ret somethi T'd no idea it would quite so expensive. I've s that I'm g for me, but n out to be anything i E ransacking the stores for two week: for a cloak, and had found nothi suited me. So when she suggested Shayne’s I didn’t object, I'd no idea he had such a bewilder stock of fur goods. Mamma commenced by having me try on kin dolmans, and finished by pur- pout the hands one I “t believe w itd any better in London or Par lelighted with it, and_ besides nt of the money I received insurance n lope’s pre I could scarcely believe my e: h looking » fire es when I saw and have something like nt arm on which to place such a of the day I passed in wondering what Heraclitus would give me. From numerous hints [had let fall, I half expected he would buy mea new piano, but when din- from him arrived, I began to be somewhat vexed. It was rather late when he came home, but he was in good spirits, and expressed great admiration for the cloak and bra¢ Said mother was a brick, and Aunt Penelope another. Then he insisted on kissing me— well, as many times as I'd had birthda made no mention of his gift to me. nothing about it at the table, neitl and I was ju door bell rang dl with a package from Tiffany’s. I opened it, but was perfectly disgusted to find nothing Unt a rather pretty, inexpensive shopping pag, TF looked up at Her grinning in a way not ated to soothe my ruffled feelings, when it suddenly oceur- red to me it would be a good plan to open the bag. Imagine my delight on finding therein a tiny box contain a perfectly lovely sapphire and diamond ring. I love sapphires, and this was just what I wanted. It fitted ‘oxactly, and Heraclitus said my hand looked whiter and prettier than ever. He staid at home all the evening and was clit awfully nice, or would have been if the sub- | Nothing on earth would have tempted me | he should become aware of the facts of the 1 been | I've saved a | who sat there | | ject of that abominable overcoat had not | come up. | We were discussing the sealskin dolman is last Winter's overcoat wa vhat taken a but Tanswered I could, that [didn’t ertainly true enough. you taken it out of the cedar closet “) ed, “TI haven't taken it out, and to tell the truth, I’ve no recollection of putting it in there.” This scemed to astonish him, as well it it, for if there’s anything I’m particular about, it is the careful putti v of wine ter clothing. I use up yarc muslin, and | bushels of tissue paper and camphor every | year, and always do up every article myself’; So I was not surprised when’ he suid he didn’ understand it at all. For a woman th always fighting moths, and fu the woolens in the cedar closet ¢ was rather strange I hadn't absence of his winter overcoat before. Well, I didn’t know what to say at all. 1 couldn't tell him about the old clothes an, for I thought he'd never forgive me o in order to gain time, I said that Marie , but perhaps she knew where it was, k her in the mornin, aid he, turni pund and he continne m the elevated, I noticed a nd shop on | vd very much | “By the way, coming up town hang le Sixth avenu like one I By this time knew just wher and. supposin “while second. y 'd_ collected my wits, and | Treplied, ‘well, | id. 1 very ofter Marie my dresses, and 1 presume. she ure not suitable for her to w to me what she does with the ve them to ve It’s noth after Ig by the a. peculiar linin, | like my last winter’ id ercoat with ry much i gracious, Heraclitus,” said 1, “what are vou thinking You don't | suppose Marie would steal, do you | “Idon’t think anything,” he replied, “1 only know that my new overcoat is not done, and if its at all cold to-morrow, I want my old one, . Fortunately for me, so mild and’ pleasant, and his he full of an important he was going try, that he never once thought of the over- fraid he would remember it nd scarcely After he'd gone, I waited half an hour, and then I started off on an investigating tour. I | took the elevated down tow eves peeled for all the second-hand shops. | The fact of Heraclitus mentioning that he s on Sixth avenue simplified the tly. made up my mind to ride down as far as Eighth street, and inspect one enue going down, and the other y e was rewarded sooner than I had hoped for, Flaunting in | the breeze m front of a horrid looking hole was my old lavender silk party dress that I | | sold to the old clothes woman last summer, and close beside it was an overcoat that might or might not have once covered the | broad shoulde of my worthy husband. the morning dawned nd T kept my | e: ALWAYS THE CASE. THIS IS A WET DAY, AND NO UMBRELLA. to go into sucha do that, J would hb business to Heraclitu: was none ext station g et ck past th if the coat About the and on bout the ly the one T wanted. there could be no mistak r inspection, I felt quite sure Timmediately went hom plaining things to Marie, I gave her money and told her to bring the c no matter what it cost. She was gone time, and had to pay twenty dollars for it. They commence sking her thirty-five, but she finally jewed them down to twenty. I was only too glad to get it at any price. Tt is now out in the yard undergoing a vigorous brushing, and [ trust it will have sufficient airing to purify it from all the vileness with which it ‘come in cont When my young man comes home to-night he will find his coat, for all intents and purposes, as good as ever, and he'll never know that it cost me no end of trouble, and twenty dollars. If comicbooks.com