Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1891-03-31

DaCk IN MS pocket, TOOK Ills nat anu over
coat down from their hook, aud started
home.
@rll do it, he repeated to himself, as
he walked along ~rll court my wife
as If she were girl again, the way the
fellow did in that newspaper story. ]
expect it'll go pretty tough." he re-
dected. throwing away his cigar and
wiping his mouth carefully as he ap-
preached his home i've been a good
deal OF rhinoceros about the house,
and it's a hard thing to break off old
habits all at once. but rll give it trial
If it takes the hide off.
Mr.. Dillz entered the house and hung
his hat and overcoat in the hall. instead
of throwing them down in a heap on
the sofa in his usual fashion. Then he
went on tiptoe up stairs. put on his best
necktie, conbed his hair carefully, and
came softly down the stairs again.
Mary Janet" he called cut where
are you, dear?'
~Out here. answered voice in the
kitchen. "Did you bring that package
of chocolate told you not to forget
when you went down town this MORN
ing?"
why, no, said Mr.. Diliz regreifully,
as he went into the kitchen. II forgot
1t, dear.
Mrs. Dl;z looked at him suspiciously.
He hadn't called her dear" for IL
year.
"You forgot it? Humphi just ex-
pected it. What are you up to now?"
This query, somewhat sharply uttered,
was prompted by an unexpected for
ward movement on the part of Mr..
Diltz.
Don't you see I'm cleaning this
chicken?" she exclaimed Look outl
You'll make me cut myself. I'm work.
ing at the gizzard. A man has no busi-
ness poking round in the kitchen when
he can't do any good"
Mr.. Diltz stepped back. He had in-
tended to kiss his wife, but concluded
to postpone the matter for a little while.
Mary Jane. he said. my dear"
%What are you all slicked up for,
anyhow? Going anywhere ?"
"No, love. Iexpect to spend the rest
of the day at home came an hour or
two earlier, thinking"
II wish you had brought that choco-
late. That's what wish.
Darling, said Mr.. Diltz, "I-that's
no way to go to work at a gizzard. Let
me-"
maybe you know more about this
kind of work than l do. Maybe I
|. haven't cleaned hundreds of chickens
since I've been keeping house. What
are you snooping around out here for,
anyhow, with your hair all plastered
down and that smirk on your face 7"
"My dearest Mary Jane, l."
~PolhemuS broke in his wife, laying
down the portion of the fowls anatomy
she had been dissecting, and looking at
him keenly, "what on earth is the object
of this palavering? What new dodge
are you trying to work now?'
why, Mary Jane. I've made up my
mind to try to get along with you in a
diff"
~To get along with me?" What do
you meanf Do you tell me Pm hard to
get along WITH"
"Not at all, Mary Jane, not at all. I
was only going to say that we might live
together more comfortably, you know,
if-er-if we'd quit this quarreling and
be sociable, you know, as we used to be.
There's no need of us acting like cats
and dogs.
%Who says we act like cats and dogs
Look here, Polhemus, you've Ieen drink
ing"
sits a blamed l-now, Mary Jane,
don't you give way to that temper Of
yoursl"
"Who started this fus?'
%You dill"
II didn't You did YOURSELF"
81 didn't"
~You didl"
you know better.
~Tell your wife she lies, do you !?
Well, it isn't the first time. II you
have any business to attend to at your
Office there will be plenty time for you
TO do it before supper. Til get along. l
don't need any help on this chicken.
~Diddledy dad-swing the dagger
old henl" shouted Mr. Diltz, beside him
self with rage. -Dad-swizzle its gol-
dinged old carcas,l"
he went out of the kitchen, slamming
the door behind him. and in less than a
quarter of a minute later he was on his
way back to his Office, muttering ex-
citedly to himself and crushing the in
offensive sidewalk hard bneath his
vindictive heel as he strobe along.
Mr.. Diltz has not entirely given up
the idea of courting his wife, but he has
registered cast iron VOW never to un-
dertake the job again when she is anat-
omizing chicken. Chicago Tribune.