Fisherman & farmer. [volume] (Edenton, N.C.) 1887-19??, 1891-06-26

re Ii Vet the same Thing as Coursfags
Maid. As Polhemas Demo nstrntes.


/ Polhemus Diltz set his lips firmly to
(. gether, buttoned his coat, and started 10
! home.
at was as much my fault as hers, h
muttered, that when went home TN
/ other day with the idea of counting IN.
{ wife dieln't seem TO succeed. | ough
E: 10 have known better than to bother hel
when she was picking the pin feathers
Off an old hen and Bridget was taking II
afternoon of. won't make blundel
. ike that again.
About half an hour afterward Mr.
Diltz entered the +. lilly mansion. He
found Mrs. Diltz il the sitting room.
Merely remarking that it was a chilly
day, he threw package carelessly into
the fire that burned brightly in the CRATE.
What is that. Polhemus?" inquired
Mrs. Diltz somewhat sharply.
Nothing but my pipe and cigar case,
he replied with a yawn. I've sworn off
from smoking"
Mrs. Diltz looked pleased, but said
nothing.
1t will save me at least 500 year,
:ary Jane, observed Polhe1nus with an
other yawn. as he walked ailnIessly about
the room with his hands in his pockets,
and the habits nuisance anyhow"
1T certainly is, assented Mrs. Diltz.
I'm glad you've outfit you'll only
stay Quit. "
MIR. Diltz continued his aim'ess walk
about the room. Presently he brought
mp in front of small closet that he had
been in the habit of hanging his smoking
cap and smoking jacket in. lie opened
It, took those garments out, aud in
spected them.
while I'm about it," he said. TIL
rake a clean job of it. I'll hang these
things in the woodshed, and the next
tramp that comes arng can have them.
GU can use this c.,,set for anything you
like. Seems to me" continued Mr.. Diltz,
his nonchalant walk about the
'oom, and extending his stroll into the
room adjoining, I'VE don't have more
liam about half enough closets in the
house. If were building a house for
luman beings to live in I'd put in so of
EN-. Now, here's u place under this
tairway where could have good large
loset made. suppose you'd object to
t, though"
mo, I wouldn't" responded Mrs.
)iltz warmly. ut would just suit me,
'olhemus
well, I'll have it DONE" And Polhe-
aus kept on yawning and strolling
through the rooms.
There are half dozen other places"
his wife, somewhat timidly,
where should like to have closets built
shelves put up while you're about it."
"Au right. You can have all you
ant.
Mrs. Diltz went behind a door and !
ugged herself. Mr.. Diltz continued to
ak about unconceri. IDLY.
"What-what would you like for din
er this evening Polhemus?"
Anything, Mary Jane-anything. I
mt know but I'd like some hot biscuits,
lly-"
"Only what?"
Bridget doesn't know how to make
nod biscuit.
Why, Polhemus! Do you like my
scuits better than Brfdget's?"
4 never eat anybody's but yours if
n help it.
Oh, Polhemus!"
Mrs. Diltz came nearer to her husband.
n the first time in II years she threw
r arms about his neck-but nobody
s any business to be intruding here.
ease retire. ,
1t isn't such laundering hard job, {
en- for married rAinoceros of II years t
'ndlng, to court his wife if he ONLY 7
ows how to go at it right. said Mr..
ltz to himself as he went about the t
use the same evening at a late hour
king up things for the night.-[Chi.
% Tribune.