The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1894-11-21

form, but is much more luxurious than
either of these old fashioned men clubs.
'Call for me at half past 80 said the
lady 10 her coachman.
The stately doors of the club were
opened by two girl porters, and the
couple entered. The lady wrote her
husbands name in book which was
on stand in the hall, and together
they entered the large dining room,
where they took their places at one of
the small tables set for two near one of
the large front windows.
1--WE will take the regular club
lunch" she said to one of the walters.
'And bring bottle of 81 champagne
"a large bottle"
I'll don't think care for cham
paigne," said Madax hesitatingly. at
gives me a headache"
"Nonsease ~ cried his wife, "a glass
or two will do you good. You look
worried"
81 am worried, and that is what /
wished To see you about"
"Well, we won't talk business dur
ing lunch, if you please" adding as
she leaned back in her chair: ats
habit | never indulgein. It's bad
one. We can have "A talk in the smok-
ing room afterward. How are the
children ~
Every well, thank you. The girl is a
little hard on the boy and knocks him
about bit, but they are getting on very
we'll"
"Poor little fellow,u said Mrs. Ma
daX. ''Boys are such worry To their
parents when one thinks that they
have to encounter this world alone. |
must run down and see them next week
if can"
81 wish you would" said MadaX.
''The children miss you very much.
Why don't you come home oftener"
"Well, very soon expect To be able
to do So" she replied; "but like you,
| have great deal on my mind at pres
ent, and the market requires very close
Watching"
Cant you come home with me to-
night ~ he asked. "The children
would he so pleased to seee you"
"NO," she answer. II have to take
Sir Caesar Camp out to dinner tonight.
Tomorrow night, then?' he sug-
gested deprecatingly.
"No," said the lady, shaking her
head. ''It's worse still tomorrow night.
| have lot of stockholders dining
with me at the Holborn."
at must cost you lot of mopey,
these dinners on every night.
"Yes, it does,r said Mrs. Madax,
''but my experience Is if You want to
make a good business deal with man
you must first feed him well. | always
see that the wines are irreproachable.
will say one thing for the men-tliat
they always know good wine when
they taste it,"
'Well," said Madax, II will tell the
children that you send your love to
them, but / think, you know, that
woman shouldn't lose sight of her chill
dren, even though business is absorb
ing"
She urged him to take his share OF
the champagne, but MadaX declined,
saying, "a man must keep his head
clear for business nowadays"
"Yes," siad his wife. II suppose a
man must"
"There was slight tinge of sarcasm
in her voice, and she pat unnecessary
emphasis on the noun. Madax looked
grieved, but said nothing. How often
do women in their thoughtiess rude
hess cause pain to the tender hearts of
those who love them!
After lunch was over Mrs Ma,laX led
the way up stairs 10 the private Smok-
ing room which she had reserved for
their Use. 1t was in IA corner of the
club building, overlooking bit of the
river and commanding view of Char
ing Cross railway bridge.
1--WE will be quite undisturbed here"
she said, "and can talk business"
Ringing a bell to give an order, she
asked her husband:
"What will you drink ?"
Nothing, thank you'' he replied
bit added afterward, 81 will have
glass of milk and soda if you can get
it,"
"Tou will smoke, OF course" said his
wife.
"a cigarette" answered Madax.
When the waiter appeard, Mrs. Ma
dax said, 'Bring glass of milk and
sola, some of the best Egyptian ciga-
rettes, two Havana cigars and Il glass
of special Scotch with seltzer."
When these materials were brought
and the waiter had disappeared, Mrs.
Madax walked To the door and turned
the KEY in It. Her husband lit his ciga-
rettc from the match she held out 10
him, and then, biting the end from her
own cigar, she began to smoke. She
thrust her two hands deep down in her
pockets and began TO pace up and down
the room.
"Now, john" she cried whats the
trouble?"
Mr.. Madax's name was Billy, bit
everybody called him John because his
wife's name was Joan. Mr.. John Ma
dax was the name he was Known 10y.
"Some months ago." began Mr.. Ma
dax, al went into wheat deal, and /
don't quite see my way out"
Mrs. Madax stopped in her pacing
and faced her husband in surprise.
"a wheat deal ~ she cried. (which
side of the market are you on?'
'Oh, I'm on for rise"
His wife made gesture of despair
and began walking up and down the
room again.
"What in heavens name did you buy
for rise for?''
"Well," said Ma.iax very humbly,
"you see, the American wheat crop had
practically failed, and | thought | was
pretty sure of a rise"
"Why didn't you speak to me about