Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1879-08-01
Gales ano Skettbes.
HOW THEY GET READY.

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vas just pulling away at the bridge switch
at the rate of thousand miles minute
Their first impulse was to run after it, but
rs the train was out of sight and whistling
for Sagertown before they could act upon
the impulse. they remained in the
carriage and disconsolately turned the
horses heads homeward
at all comes of having to wait for a
woman to get ready Mr.. Man broke in
very grimly.
Il was ready before you were,N replied
his wife.
Great heavensr' cried Mr.. Man i'm ir-
repressible impatience, jerking the horses
Jaws out of place, '.iust listen to that?
And sat out in the buggy ten minutes.
yelling at You to come along. nnhl the
whole neighborhood heard inc ~
Yes, - acquiesced Mrs. Man, with the
provoking placidity which no one can as
sume but a moment. ''and every time |
started down stairs, you sent me back for
something you had forgotten"
Mr.. Man groaned
'Ihis is too much to bear he said,
''when everybody knows that if | WAS 60
| ing to Europe ! would just rush into the
house, put on a clean shirt, grab up my
grip sack, and fly; while yon would want
at least six months for the preliminary
preparations, and then dawdle around the
whole day of starting until every train had
lett town. tI3.t a-s4 '-t"@A
Well, the upshot of the matter was that
the Mans put off their visit to Aurora un-
til the next week, and it was agreed that
each one should get him or herself ready.
and 90 down TO the train and go. and the
one who failed to get ready should be
left. The day of the match came around
in due time. The train was to go at 10 80
and Mr.. Man. after attending to his busi-
ness. went home at Q :45.
Now, then, he shouted. ''only three
quarters of an hour to train time. Flv
around; a fair field and no favors, you
know .afeIf
And away they flew. Mr.. Man bulged
into this room, and rushed through that
one, and dived into one closet after an
other with inconceivable rapidity, chuck
ling under his breath all the time to think
how cheap Mrs. Man would feel when he
started off alone. He stopped on his way
up stairs to pull off his heavy boots to
save time. For the same reason he pulled
off his coat as he ran through the dining
room, and hung it on a corner of silver
closet. Then he jerked off his vest as he
rushed through the hall, and tossed it on
a hook in the hat rack, and by the time he
reached his own room he was ready to
plunge into his clean clothes. lie pulled
out n bureau drawer and began to paw at
the things like Scotch terrier after rat
Eleanor :" he shrieked, where are my
shirts ?''
"In your bureau drawer" calmly re-
piled Mrs. Man. who was standing plac-
idly before glass. calmly and deliberate
ly coaxing refractory crimp into place.
"Well, by thunder, they amt" shouted
Mr.. Man, a little annoyed; 1--WE empted
every last thing out of the drawer, and
there isn't thing in it that ever saw be-
fore"
Mrs. Man stepped back few PAGES, held
her head on one side, and after satisfying
herself that the crimp would do. and would
stay where she put it, she replied:
These things scattered around on the
floor are all mine. Probably you havn't
been looking in your own drawer"
Il don't see, testify observed Mr.. Man,
why you couldn't have put my things out
for me when you had nothing else to do all
the morning"
Because" !" said Mrs. Man, settling her.
self into an additional article of raimeIt
with awful deliberation. ''nobody put mine
out for RE. A fair field and no favors, my
dear
Mr.. Man plunged into his shirt like
bull at a rag.
Foul" he shouted in malicious tri-
umph. mo button on the neck"
Because said Mrs. Man. sweetly, al
ter deliberate stare at the fidgeting, I'M
patient man. during which she buttoned
her dress and put eleven pins where they
would do the most good, because you
have got the shirt on wrong side out
When Mr.. Man slid out of that shirt he
began to sweat. He dropped the shirt
three times before he got ii on, and while
it was over his head the clock struck ten.
When his head came through he saw Mrs.
Man coaXing the ends and bows of her
neck-tie
where's my shirt studs, he cried.
Mrs. Man went out into another room,
and presently came back with her gloves
and hat, and saw Mr.. Man emptying all
the boxes he could find about the bureau.
Then she said:
''ln the shirt you took Off"
Mrs. Man put on her gloves, while Mr.
Man hunted up and down the room for his
cuff buttons.
Eleanor" he snarled at last. believe
YOU know where those buttons are.''
II hay mt seen them,' said the lady. set
Ting her hat. ''didn't you lay them down
ON the window-sill of the sitting room, last
night? ?'
Mr.. Man remembered, and he went down
stairs on the run He stepped on one of
his boots, and was Immediately landed in
the hall at the foot Of the stairs with neat
ness and dispatch, attended in the trans
mission with more bumps than he could
count with Webb's adder, and landed
with bang like Hell Gate explosion.
Are you nearly ready, Algernon p
asked the wife of his family, swsetly. lean
ing over the banisters.
The unhappy man groaned. 'ai s'a
Cant you throw me down that boot e.
he asked. B A
Mrs. Man pityingly kicked it to him.
"Nly valise 2'' he inquired, as he tugged
away at his boot.
TIP in your dressing room,'' she an
swered.
Packed ?'
II do not now. Unless YOU packed il