The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1890-12-29
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thist demanded Tom There Ia no
dyspepsia herp!"
I'm glad you're pleased. snid Rachel
with II guilty glance ut hev mother-in'
law
"Oh. by the way. Tom the last Of the
set Of shirts IL finished nov Will yon
put IL on tomorrow
"a suppose no. unyraciously uttered
Tom Twill set lil;. fury. ! dare say
like Ill the rest OF them!"
"You might II. least give 1t a trial"
Didn't ray would still more un.
graciously Those shirts will be the
death of me yet" he added turning to
his mother with IL lypan, while Rachel
rat steadily observing the pattern Of the
table cloth.
The breakfast sat smoking. TN the TIA
BILE next morning when Mr.. Edmonstone
came into the room twisting himself as
IL he were practicing to be n human
corkscrew Mrs. Edmonstone glanced
timidly up at him.
Don't it fit, TomY" she questioned.
"Fitl Just look at it. will yod+" he re-
torted. Aft! Hangs like window cur
tain around my neck-pinches my wrists
like pair of handouts! feel as If ]
were in strait jacket -writhing i'm
patiently to and fro "Oh, might have
known il beforehand-you haven't an
idea what the word fit means. wish
mother. you could teach this wife of mine
how to make decent Shirt
"Thomas. said Mrs. Edmonstonp
solemnly. transtixing him with tie
glistening spheres of her spectacle
glasses, you re- not very polite made
that shirt"
You. motheri'
yes, | myself Just IA | used to
make shirts for you in the olden times
that you're always signing after I've
been working ut ii ever since I've been
in the house Throw away the pattern.
Rachel, and don't waste any more time
trying to make your husbands shirts, "
she added Its an economy of time
md temper. as well as of money. to buy
them ready made. It's Tom that's in
fault, not the work. And as for the
cooking you've been praising up so elo,
quently all the time I've been here,
! haven't touched u pot or II pan. It's all
her-your wifc's work. So much for
Imagination. Oh. you needn't hang youi
head SO acknowledgements neither better
nor worse than other men," went on
Mrs. Edmoustone. And | never saw
the man ye; that didn't need to hear 9
wholesome truth now and then. You've
got the best and sweetest little wife il
the world"
Mother pleaded Rachel. trying t
put her hand over the old lady's mouth
but Mrs. Edmonstone resolutely per
sisted.
"And it's my advice to you to try ant
treat her as she deserves '
III don't know but that have beer
rather cranky of late" said Tom sell
consciously, now that come to thinl
of it."
Cranky! | should think So" said tn,
old lady. I'm sure don't know whA
the worlds coming to. Here's littl,
Georgy toddling around with his woode,
cart. The first you know he'll be telling
his wife about the wonderful successes
his mother used TO make in this. ant
that. and the other thing. We've all go
to come to It."
"And Georgy Il be right" said Tom
who after all had maynanimous streal
through hira What crab I've beer
all this tins. Hang the home mad
shirts! I'll buy 'em out of the store mex
time. Kiss me, Eachel-and you. toe
mother! And I've sure you let me have
dish of scalloped oy 'ters when com
home to dinner" The oysters Rache
cooked
He ate his breakfast and departed
And when he was gone young Mrs. Ed
monstone looked with shining eyes q
old Mrs. Edmonstone.
"Oh, what nice thing to have me
ther-in-law" said she fervently. Shin
ley Browne in Fireside Companion.