Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-06-05
Il Tri1ting Inconvenience.

4 IdSl6.
"My DEAR" said Mr. Spoopendyke, feel
ing up the chimney, 'have you seen my golt
collar-button?"
81 saw it the day you bought it, answered
Mrs. Spoopendyke, cheeriIy, "and though
it very pretty. Why do you ask?"
"'Cause I've lost the measly thine.n re
sponded Mr.. Spoopendyke, running the
broom handle up into the cornice and shak
ing it az if it were carpet.
"You don't suppose it is up there. dc
your" asked Mrs. Spoopendyko. "Where
| did you leave it?'
''Left it in my shirt. Where do you CUP.
pose I'd leave tin the hash?" and Mr..
| Spoopendyke tossed over the things in his
| wife's writjng-desk and looked out of the
window after it.
"Where did you leave your shirt?" asked
Mrs. Spoopendyke.
"Where did leave my shirt? Where dc
| you suppose left it? Where does a man
generally leave his shirt, MSs. Spoopendyke?
Think left it in the ferry boat? Got an
idea 1 left in the prayer meeting, haven't
you? Well, 1 didn't. 1 left it off, Mrs.
Spoopendyke; that's were left it. I left il
off. Hear me?" And Mr.. Spoopendyke pul
led the winter clothing out OF the cedar ches!
that hadn't been unlocked for month.
where's is the shirt now?'' persisted
Mrs. Spoopendyke.
"Where do you suppose it is? Where do
you imagine it is2 I'll tell you where it is,
Mrs. Spoopendyke; it's gone to Bridgeport
as witness in land suit. Ideal Ask a
man where his shirt is! You know haven't
been out of the room since / came home
last night and took it off, and Mr.. Spoo-
pendyke sailed down stairs and raked the
fire out of the kitchen range, but didn't find
the button.
"Maybe you lost it on the way home,''
suggested Mrs. Spoopendyke, as her hus-
band came up, hot and angry, and began to
pull stuffed canary to peices, to see if the
button had got inside.
"Oh, yes! Very likely! stood up against
tree and lost it. Then hid behind fence
so I wouldn't see it. That's the way it was.
If only hsd your head, Mrs. Spoopendyke
I'd turn loose as a razor-strop. don't know
anything sharper than you are;'' and Mr..
Spoopendyke got up in chair and clutched
handful of dust off the top of the ward
robe.
at must have fallen out" unused Mrs.
Spoopendyke.
''Oh! it must, Ell! 1t must have fallen out!
Well, declare, 1 never thought of that. NV
impression was that it took buggy and
drove out, or balloon and hoisted out:' and
Mr.. Spoopendyke crawled behind the bu-
resu and commenced tearing up the carpet.
''And if it fell out, it must be somewhere
near where he left his shirt. Now, he al
ways throws his shirt on the lounge, and the
button is under that 81 Gov
A moments search established the ;nfalli-
bility of Mrs. Spoopendyke's logic.
ooh, yes Found it, didn't you?' painted
Mr. Spoopendyke, as he bumped his head
against the bureau, and finally climed to a
perpendicular. perhaps you'll fix nv
shirts so that it won't fall out any more, AND
maybe you'll have sense enough to mend
that lounge, now it has made so much
trouble. If you only tended to the house as
do to my business there'd never be any diff
ficulty about losing collar button"
at wasn't my fault" began Mrs. Spoop-
endyke. ~ M
Wasn't, eh Have you found that coal
bill you've been looking for since March %
"Yes.'' @ 1i .iar
"Have, eh Now, where did you put il +?
Where did you find it ?''
Gin your overcoat pocket"