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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 penny, said. Camilla afterward.— Mary Ivyle Dallas in New York Ledger. >• Now Try This, li will cost yo'u nothing ami will suro- ly dii you good, if you have a Couj'li “What about? ’ asked the moth- Col.li or any troublo-witU-Throat, .Ghost er-in-law. “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 olie eating, uammy, tiesri m-ri 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,', 11- r.an«s. Ur. Killy’S No -‘-i hvfli-yio. Consumption, emails and colds is guar- i.nteoiltOi give relief, or money will bo p iid-buck. Sufferers from La ■ Grippe f,mud it just tlio tbijng and. uiidcr its usoi had a speedy and perfect recovery. Try, a sample bottle at oui expense and learn for yvuiself just how good a tiling it is- Ti ial bottles fri e at Connally A Connal y's 1 h uk Move. Largo size 00c. aud It was a singular th ug ueve - to must call on you.’ mill*. 1 mid the motLer-l;>!a ,v. Oh, doa Eipans Tabulos relievo scrofula.