Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1884-06-20

ulL1ii$5 DIS ~ EDUulS II she t8W1SfeQ 1l,S anu
he Thought that for his old-time friend
she would make much Of his gift. But
it would be q waste Of words to attempt
to follow the arguments and counter
arguments concerning that poodle,
| which for all they knew, might never
have left San Francisco The more his
discourse the more the animal appeared
as the paragon Of all earthly virtues,
while she continued to paint it as ablack-
er and still blacker ferocions end blood
thirsty wolf. This ha-.....,.x discussion
was an inauspicious way of beginning
life beneath their own roof tree, but
neither paused to think OF that. Finally
Jack rose from his chair. and standing
mp in an oratorical fashion, as he did
when he was very much III earnest; he
said Ii. NJ .>j;
Mrs. Apologize, that poodle is COM
ing, and we must receive it in decent
style, so r S'>= Il VT
1t was the first time in all their mar
ried life that he had coldly and formally
addressed her as Mrs. Apologize" and
for the moment she felt the blood in
her heart chilling Then her woman
nature reasserted itself, and in a voice
fully as determined rs his, she began
Jack, if You wish to destroy the
peace of our happy home-"
But Jack was gone, and instead Of
completing the sentence she walked in
ito the next room and, throwing herself
upon the bed, she cried as if her heart
would break.
| Her husband, when he left the house,
rapidly walked down the gravel walk
they lived in the subur bs--and, lighting
d cigar, began smoking furiously. He
did not return until supper, and then
the subject Of debate was not again
preached, but it was evident that their
! quarrel was uppermost in their minds.
The next day some hours after Jack
had left for business, Mrs, Apologize
was surprised to see three or four work
ingnlen prepared with tools and lumber
in the yard. Not knowing their bust
ness she slipped on her hat, and, going
out, inquired.
Going to bu1iu t, >-...1el, num-" an
swered one Of the men. ne"Mr. Apple
gate said as how he was going to get a
| Rocky Mountain poodle, whatever that
lilly No. 4iiu liz Itlt OIAcLS GillS u1OIllluE
! for kennel"
And what could Mrs. Apologize do?
| she could not order the work stopped
or hinder it in any way, as it would be
degrading to her self-respect to reveal
to these workingmen that she and her
husband were not i'll perfect accord.
So she merely nodded, and, going into
the house, listened all the morning to
the hammering, and it seemed as if
| every nail that was driven. sent pang
| through her heart.
Such is the strange perversion of
women, however, that she prepared a
dinner of those things which he par
ticularly Liked, and in the little wom-
anly touches about the house she
did all she could to make everything at
tractive.
At dinner Jack was unusually jolly,
and he tried to make mp for her silence
by continual flow of small talk After
the meal he went into the ward and leiz-
l,rely inspected the nearly completed
dog kennel.
Nice bit of architecture, that" he
casually remarked on returning.
ooh, Jack!' said his wife, with half
a sigh.
Nov, Winnie" he began, edo be
reasonable. This thing
But he said no more, for she had
rushed into another room, and, closing
the door, was lost to sight and hearing
Feeling decidedly uncomfortable, but
still with the reassuring consciousness
that he was in the right,
Jack Apologize left his home
without making the least attempt to kiss
his wife good-by With the poodle in
his thoughts he went to the Office Of the
express company and asked if a dog for
him had arrived. No, no such animal
had come. Then he explained to the
expressman that he was expecting a
Rocky Mountain poodle, and that it
might be well fed and cared for on the
road he left quite sum Of money.
Then he serenity proceeded to business.
Meanwhile at home his wife was as
miserable as she well could be. In one
breath she blamed herself, in the next
he was at fault. She felt that her heart
was breaking, and life no longer was as
bright us it had appeared during the
happy days of the honeymoon. When
Jack returned she was still gloomy and
depressed. Supper was melancholy
enough, and Jack did not allude to the
poodle question until it was over.
II was at the express Office to-day"
he observed.
She did not reply or even look up.
Yes. he continued, ignoring her 81
lence, but there was no news of our
San Francisco wedding present"
Then he paused, but still no answer
''By the way" he went on, strdious-
ly not noticing the fact that she was ST.
lent, "What do you think Will be a
good name for the animal? Seeing
that he comes from the metropolis of
the Pacific slope, wouldn't it be good
idea to call him 'Frisco?' Frisco
Frisco, that's not such bad name for
dog, is it, eh?'' y
"Jack Applegate!" cried his wife
with a sudden burst of anger. ''You're
cruel, unloving husband!' and then
she sought the refuge of her chamber,
and like the bride OF a month sobbed
and sobbets in despair of soul. The
world has grown black to hor, and no
longer Was there JOY or brightness in 1t.
It would be hard to describe the mis-
cries and discomforts of Jack Apple
gate and his wife for the next few days,
He tried to be buoyant, but all to no
purpose; and for her part she was
thoroughly unhappy. That such a
state of affairs could ever have existed
would, but Q few short days ago, have
seemed impossible. Now it was q sad