Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 48, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 18 December 1891 — CHRISTMAS PRESENTS. [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

CHRISTMAS PRESENTS.

Mr. Breezy Gets Just the Sweetest, Nicest Present In the World.

HO wou'd think it!” said Airs. Breezy, taking up a piece of fancy work and sitting comfortably in her rocking chair. “It is only a few woeks to Christmas ” “Is that all?” asked Air. Breo y, deep in lrs newspaper. “Yes, on y a few weeks,” said Airs. B eezy. “The timo will fly away before wo know it, and I have hardly 1 have so many to

thought of presents.

make, too. Now you are elected, I suppose you won’t grumble, as you usually do at this season of the year There isn’t any excuse for your saying that son can’t afford to give me a few dollars for presents this year. It’s high time I had a little money to commence with, too. Suppose you let me have a (heck for a hundred dollars in tho morning, and ” “A check for what?” asked Mr. Breezy, looking up suddenly. “Only a hundred dollars to start w th, ” said Mrs. Breezy, putting her thread a little through her work. “A hundred dollars to start with?" ejaculated Mr. Breezy. “Start what?” “That’s all the attention you over pay to anything I say,” said Mrs. Breezy. “I suppose you haven't heard a word I’ve been saying. Do put down that ever asting newspaper and pay a litt e attention to your wife for once in your life. I say you may give mo a check for a hundred —a hundred and fifty dollars in tho morning for Christmas”— “You just said a hundred,” said Mr. Breezy. “I knew you’d notice that,” said Mrs. Breezy. “I know I said a hundred a moment ago, but I’ve changed my mind. The fact is. I should really have two hundred dollars”— “My dear, if you keep raising the limit at this rate I sha 1 have to draw out of the game ” “I don’t understand your horrid gambling terms, and I wish you would confine yourself to respectable language,” said Mrs. Breezy, fumbling around in her work-basket for a particular shade of silk. “Two hundied and fifty dollars wou dn’t bo any too much for”— “I call,” cried Air. Breezy. “There you go again,” said Airs. Breezy. “For heaven’s sake drop on—stop that slang Y'ou know you can well afford to give mo a few hundred dollars for Christmas presents, and the man who has met with the luck you have this year in politi s should not kick—object to giving his wife a little Christmas money. You wouldn’t think anything of spending three or four hundred dollars on vile liquors and cigar 9 for your—your constituents, as you call them, but when your wife asks you for half that sum ” “Suppose we return to the original estimates and call it an even hundred?” said Mr. Breezy, pulling out h ; s checkbook. “Do you suppose I can got along with a miserable hundred dollars?” cried'Mrs. Breezy. “Why, your present alone will cost nearly that. Yes, I expected to give ybu a real handsome present this year, but if you are going to bo so stingy, of course you will have to take what I can afford to give you. Then think of tho chi’dren, and of dear mother, and of grandmamma, and my dear sister-in-law, to say nothing of brother Jack and cousin Harry and your own mother. You don’t wan tme to forget your own mother ” “You hold over me, ” said Mr. Breezy. “Scoop the pot.” and he threw down a check. “Fill her out to suit yourself. ” “Do you really mean it?” asked Mrs. Breezy. “Yes. ” “Well, you shall have just the sweetest, nicest present in the world. ” And Mrs Breezy gave her husband a tremendous kiss upon the lips, and flitted out of the room with tho check. “The first timo in this year,” gasped Mr. Breezy, as lie slowly recovered from his astonishment.