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TAKE AN AGENCY FOR
DAGGETT'S
tell, batting
ROASTING
PAN
Hcrfad In era?
HIS MOTHER-IN-LAW.
“Oil, Wilforl, you won't regal’d
m: with aversion 1 '' Yon won't say
things about niother-in-las, will
you?” little Mrs. Pendextor coax
ed. “Because sbe isn't in the least
the kind of moth-in-law they n:«uti<
you knou,”
“I hope not,” said Mr. Pnndex-
':t r, “I sincerely hope not, Cam’ll
“You never called mo by in
whole name before,” sighed Mis
I’endexter. “You always >aid‘M\
dear Cam my.’”
“Very well, my 'dear Cammy,’
•aid Wilford. *‘I shall certainly
behave to your mother as I would
to any other lady. If she is wind
she ought to be, all right. But I
always have resolved to be master
in my own house, and 1 always
will be.”
“My dear ma is a perfect lamb,’
sobbed Camilla. ’ 1 have her pho
tograph up stairs. 1 11 get it lo.
show you.”
“I’yo seen it,” said Mr. Pendex-
(er, with the remembrance of n
grim and ancient matron in specta
cles, with a ruffled cay on her head
and a prayer boo'/, in her hand,
floating bcfo.iej his eyes. ‘She
lootcs liKo a very excellent person,
but”
“I did not Know that you had
ever seen in i’s portrait,” said Ca
milla. “But what, Henry Penny?’
Aenry Penuy was a pet name
for her sponse.
“But the proof of the pu l.ling is
Canimy, desri” Tier
have seen one's mother-in-law. Mr
Pcudcxter began to feel tliatit was
rattier risky. He had met Miss
Spruce at tlio house of a nr utua]
friend. Stic was teaching a school
school at tl. j '.'line. Her only liv
ing parent, her in other, lived in
Cnlifornia. Hu had rather rejoic
ed in the fue', and now she hud
broken up housekeeping and was
coming to New York to live, with
them no doubt, if she was invited
o do so.
“If she is as serious as she looks,
slio'll expect, mo to touch Bible
class,” soliloquized Mr. Prndexter
lio walked down the street-
She'll try to stop my cigars anil
my glass of beer of an evening.
Slio'll consider my friends wicked
young men, and throw th« euche 1 '
deck into the lire. I know those
goody-goody old ladies by heart.”
Suddenly, as lie turned the cor
ner, a face met his eyes that
brought memories of long departed
.lay s, of a flirtation which might
have resulted in an affair of the
heart. Mr. Pendextor was not us
young as his wife. Ho had lii s
little experiences.
What portly woman that was —
could it ho the f ame person?
He slightly lifted his hat; the
lady smiled; he bowed.
“After all the world is a small
place,’’ said be to himself, and
walked toward her.
“Well, I declare j never ex pc. t*
eJ to see you again,” said llio lady
with a laugh.
“And I thought you still in San
Krai e sco,” said Mr. Pcudcxter.
•‘What nice talks we used to have,
Mrs. Miller.”
•‘Why, it’s ten years ago, isn'i
it?”!cried Mrs. Miller,
“Cou'du’t believe it. You look
ih young as ever,” said 'Mr. Pun-
lextcr.
“Oh, when it comes to being
told that one looks as young a
ever all hopes is over,” said Mir,
Miller.
“Well, I intended to compli
ment,” said Mr. I’endexter. “I'm
getting b. Id,” and he took off his
hat.
“It only makes you look more
like Shakespeare,” said Mrs. Miller
“She always says such nice
things.” said Mr, Pendsxtcrto him
self.
'1 lie. idea that he looked lika
dmkcspeare lmd occured to him
before, but no ono else had eve'
hold him that he did. He felt
ll ittereil. A little pang of regret
pinched hi-heart. I lo often felt
thilt lie had made a groat mist.ik'
in losing sight of Mrs. Miller, t
whom he had never been regularly
introduced. They had begun to
speak in the street ears durin
blockade which provolted them
1 oth. They had always spokei
after that, lie judged that she
wasjabout his own age, and knew
slife was a widow. There was a
iilmrm about her that lie had. _
or seen in any other woman.
“And ! think she told me sin
ews atone in the world,” lie said to
himself. “And I should have been
expecting my mother-in-law to
make my life wretched”— ilis
thoughts wore running away with
him; he laughed,
“Are you living in New Yor! .
Mrs. Mfiler?*’ >
“Oh, yefe,” she answered; I'm
going to some ft tends.jafter awhile..
hut I fim at hotel just now.
r don’t believe in popping in o.
people tornado fashion If they
nt me let the urge in ', say I ”
•I wish my motlier-in law 1m 1 t-d.
The lady laughed.
“I haven't asked you,” said she.
“But you’ll let tuo in if I do
come?” said ho. “It’s my duty to
R all oil stianger.”
All she said was, “Well, goodby/
During the day I’endexter was
not quite himself. He had discov
ered that his Camilla could pout.
Ho foarod the unpleasant things
that ho hud beeu told came to a
mail with a mother-in law. No
doubt lie should find her, grim and
sarcastic, in the parlor on his re
turn. Ilo did not liko that photo
graph. No, ho dot liite it. He
thought he profored being a little
late that night. And ns he went
up town the bright entrance of the
little hotel mot his eyes and he
stopped out on the platform and
stepped off on the corner.
Mrs. Miller was in, so the waiter
told him, and she tripped into the
parlor in a dress of manuve silk
tlmtjbecnmn her mightily. Her
hair was black, her eyes were
brown. She was no longer young,
but she was by no means old. She
was in very high spirits, and they
flirted—yes, |flirted, despite the
fact that I’endexter was a married
mail—ns they had ten years ago in
California. They had supper to
gether in tho restaurant, and after
slipper an idea occured to I’endex-
ter.
‘You want to see the new comic
opera, Mrs. Miller?” said lie. Don't
say no. (let your wraps and com.
along. We’ro a couple of old
Californians, and must not set up
for ceremonies. You don’t need n
chaperon now, do you?”
I should say uo(,J decidedly,"
said Mrs. Miller. “And I’ll ac
cept your, invitation,”
shan't lie homo until v.iry late. Obllg-
I to moot a man on hindn-ss. I’rovok
iK .Intention, , II. 1‘.
“A man about to lie moilin'-in
hered is entitled to littl) fun be
forehand. They feed condoned
men well before they hang them.’’
said J’enkoxtcr to himself.
It was a very charming opera,
no other than “Erininie.” And
after the opera there was a prome
nade concert on the roof *f the
Camno, a glass of lemonade for
Mrs. Miller, a bottle of beer fo
himself. And they walked arm in
arm back through tho moonlit
streets of beautiful, wide awake
New York. And lie was very so -
rious as he left her at tho door of
the hotel.
“It won't do lo go there again,”
he said, “But, Load, what a fool I
made of myself ten years ago!”
lie went homo sadly and slowly-
His Camilla opened the door for
him in her dressing gown, with
China candlestick ill her |hand, in
which fluttered an end of a pink
candle. She had been weeping
and hur nose win red. How girl-
irh and immature she was, 1 e
thought.
“You are very, very late.” sho
said.
“Didn't I say I would bo?’ In
asked. He stalked up stairs. She
did not follow. After jjsome min
utes lie looiccd over the banister
Camilla sat upon the lower stair
weeping, tho wick of tlio candle
flaring in a little poo. of grease in
the eamllesticK.
\V 11. i c 11 n nt > ? ho asked.
“You never kissed me when
you cam?,” sobbed Camilla. “It’s
the—the—tho first time you ever
forgot to do it.”
“Como up and bo kissed,” said
I’endexter. Camilla slowly climbed
tlie stairs. Caresses were excluing-
“Cainmy doesn't know what bus
iness bothers aro,” said Mr. I’cn-
doxtor. “Henry l’enny is tired
and worried with them; his Cam-
my must not ho eros-i.”
“No. no; hut Canimy wants to
share Ml Aenry Penny’s troubles,’'
said Mrs. Pendextor, “Tell her
all about it.”
Just then tha street doorlie 1
rang violently-no 1 : on -e, but six- th* hotol -I walked beeauso 1 was
teen tunes,
“Hli, dear, dour; ,1 believe it's
dear ma!” cried Camilla.
I’endexter gianced at tho picture
over tho chimney piece,
“Just like her,” he mucterod a*
lie went down stairs to open tho
dior. A telegraph hoy was just
about to ring again. Pondcxto 1 '
snalohod tho onvelopo lie offered
and signed ns bidden, then rushed
up stairs to peruse the missive.
Ilis Canimy was rushing about the
room wringing her hands.
“A telegram!” sho cried. “fo:ne-
tiling lias happen”.! to ma!”
Mr. I’endexter assumed a seri
ous aspect,
“Be calm, Cammy,” lie said. “If
it is the will of Providunco that
something has happened to her
you mustn’t rebel and aU that, you
know, lie calm.”
“I can’t until I know wliat it is.’’
Mr. l’endoxter opened tho enve
lope and read the inossuge lie had
sent to his wifn from the hotel.
“Bother!” h j said. “Oh, it’s
nothing, Cainmy; only a message
l sent you when I knew I should
>• detained. That wretched boy
shout. I hare brought it at 7 o’clock.’
Oh,Henry Penny,” cried Oum-
ny, “how relieved 1 inn!” Then
ho KU-l.lenly threw herself into Ioh
iruis. “Canimy did not know her
Henry Penny had sent hur word,”
she said.
Oh, that’s why you wore frigli-
t me J?” said Henry Penny.
“Yes,” slgliee Cainmy, “oh, so
frightened! And that man you lmd
to see gave you all the bother'’”
os, of course,” said l’endoxter;
“yes, certainly,”
“What was li is naughty name?”
asked Cammy.
“His name?” quorud the guilty
l’endoxter. Oh, If s name was—or
Miller.”
“Cainmy hates him for bothering
her Henry Penny,” said Mrs. 1’en-
dector, then she turned the gas out
aud .slept tlio si-, ep of innocence,
Mr. Pendexter’s conscience, how
ever, kept him awake some litt|e
while. II s tossed about uneasily
and sighed several times lie wu-s
thinking of the charming Mrs. Mil'
ler. Ho slept late next day. When
ho awoke a sound as of tinkling
teacups met his ears. The liou.so
was small and the dining room was
just below his sleeping room. Ca
milla was taking breaKfast, Sam ■
one was with her.
“Oh, my prophetie soul, my m>
thor iu law!” ho gasped. Getting
softly out of the bed, he app’-o lull
ed tho register and listened.
“do have another biscuit, ina,'
ho heard Camilla say.
“No, really, dear,” responded
another female voice. “That hus
band of yours sleeps this morning.’
“lie was out quito late last night,
said Cammy, “and awfull bother
uic, to till it of you Icing man o 1,
and I’ve so much to toll you. Last
uight I had tho greatest fun. You
know I used to soo a great many
people when I had a share in that
business iu San Francisco, and
there was one very nice little man
—bald, but not so bad looking—
tliptl flirted with dree.I fully. Well
yesterday, as I was on my way to
so tired of sitting—whom should I
meet but tlio very man! Why, I
liadif seen him for ten years, and
lm was just delighted, lie is really
smitten-, Cammy You Know I
look fifteen years younger than I
am iwhen.I am dressed and touched
up u bit, uud actually he call d on
me at the hotel an I took me to the
oppra—it was fun.”
“Nil, ina!” cried Cammy.
“Oh, 1 knew the man to lie ru-
upectable,” s lid tho elderly lady.
“But I’d forgotten his name—
couldn't think of it aud ain't yet.
lie dealt with the linn for a long
while—-I saw him twice a week,
hub what his mime was— Well,
nojmattfr, After I got home I
laughed and laughed. When I
do get into a gale I can’t stop. Wo
want home slowly, luce a couple of
lovers, and lio really said the ten-
tloresf tilings.,
j Why, mil,” said Camilla again,
jf you should cut up such a
drbudful caper I’d disown von.”
sail Camilla’s mother, But whats
tht use of 'being six aud forty if
you can't enjoy yourself ns you
please? Be lidos lie'll tim er see mo
again, ytiu know. Oh, I could have
mill-rial twenty times, Camilla, but
I never —l own it- -I, never came so
near really liking any one since
your poor stepfather. Mr..Miller,
died, us I did that man long ago iu
San Francjseo. I tqip >so lio is much
younger Limn L but I phouldjhave
said ‘yes' if lie bad asked me then.
“And now, ina,?” cooed Cam: I la.
“Stuff and nonsense, child." re
plied her mother. :‘Now I’m look
ing forward to being a grandmoth
er.
“Oil, go way ma! said Mrs. Pon,
dexter, and both ladies giggled.
As for I’endexter, he dresssd
himself ih'''trembling baste and
stole softly down stairs, A por
tiere gave him.a .chance to remain
unseen while he .took a peep. Ho
had not doubted before—his ears
had given him plenty of evidence
hut now his ey.-s gave him fur
ther proof. The California char
nnr—the ln.ly for whose sake he
had deserted Ins Camilla the even
ing before—was-his nintlici in law.
For a few moments Mr. Pendsx-
ter had a mind to run away, but
reflection assured bi.ir t'.a Mrs. •
Miller lias quite in much reason to
feel embarrassed a-i he had; and .
with this consoling r flection in his
mind he drew back the portiere and :
entered the breakfast room.
“My dear mother-in-law, lie said
“I am delight to see you.
“It was so lovely of you, Henry
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“Oh, business,” said Cammy.
.‘Nothing but business could ke. p
him from me. Some dreadful man
named Miller bothered him—I
don’t know ho,v. Ho wasn’t l’.ko
himself when he g t homo; oh, not
a bit! And the tclegium be s.-i t
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spouBe replied. Whereupon bo j
ut on his overcoat and betook ;lial disposition,” said I’endexter “He.- Henry Penny did not mean 1 came after that, and 1 was terrifu d
ii mself to his usual affairs. ;to himself. Aloud be said, “I not to kiss hi* Cammy,” thus Ca-| “You are too nervous, my child,',
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