The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1894-11-21
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Mr. MadaX sat before his desk in a
most despondent attitude, his head in
his hands, and his hands in his hair.
Things were going badly i'm the city,
as, alas they often do. Mr.. MadaX
was alone in his Office in Old Gold al
ley. He wanted time 10 think and had
given orders that he was not to be dis
turbed. All the thinking he appeared
to be able to do did not seem to help mat
tiers, 20 at last he pulled himselftogeth-
er and paced up and down the room.
Finally he stopped and said to himself:
''fhat seems the only thing to do. |
shall consult with my wife. | wish
she came home more frequently, and
then we could talk over these matters" "
He seized telegraph blank and
wrote: Mrs. John MadaX, % Bul-
lion court, city. Can you run over Ia
old Gold alley for few minutes? L
wish TO consult you on business. Ma
dax.u
lie rang the bell for telegraph boy
and sent the message, then, pacing up
and down the room again, waited for
his wife To appear. Instead there came
a prompt answer, which he tore open
and read feverishly: : ''Sorry | can't
come this forenoon. Too busy. Call
on me at O'Clock, and | will take you
to the club, where we can lunch and
have quiet talk. Joan MadaX."
The worried man consulted his watch.
IL was not yet IL O'Clock. 1t would
be more than two hours before he could
see his wife. He sat down at his desk
and devoted himself for those two
hours 10 what business there was in
hand. lie brushed himself up a bit,
took his walking stick and drove in a
handsome carriage TO his wife's office on
Bullion court. After having sent in
his name a neat little girl showed him
into a room and told him that Mrs Ma
dax would be with him presently.
She was sorry to keep him waiting,
but she sent a copy of The Sketch for
him to look over during the interval.
The Sketch was paper started in the
nineteenth century and WAS ut that
time considered to be rather in advance
of the other slow going weeklies. Now,
however, it was thought to be the cor
rect paper for man to read, although
the women paid little attention to it.
In the reception room two or three 9TH
er men were waiting, nursing their hats.
Presently the Office girl came in and
told them all, except Madax, that Mrs.
Madax couldn't possibly see them until
later in the day, as she had an appoint
ment, and would they be good enough
to call about o'clock. SO the men took
their departure, and Madax was left
alone with his paper, although his wife
entered very soon after. She was tall
woman, with fine, clear cat, decided
features. As far rs the upper part Of
her was concerned, she was dressed al
most like man. she Wore a some
what giaring neclltie and Il stand up
collar. Her hair was cut short and
parted at the side, while the hair of her
husband, dark and streaked with gray,
seemed to part naturally in the middle.
The neat tailor made skirt which Mrs.
Madax wore had pockets at each side,
high up and very similar in cut to a
mans pockets. Her right hand was
thrust into one of these pockets, and
she jingled some coins and keys as she
entered the room where her husband
was waiting.
"Well, John,n she cried, 'eXcuse
me for keeping you, but We have had-a
very busyimorning. However, if you
are ready now, am. We will go 10
the Pine Ear club and have lunch"
She approached her husband as she
spoke and patted him with some afiec-
ton on the shoulder.
He looked up at her and smiled. Some
how her influence had a soothing, pro-
tcctive air about il, which made the
man feel that he was not battling with
the world alone.
One of the numerous girl clerks came
in with long ulster, which Mrs. Ma
dax put on, thrusting one hand in the
armhole and then the other, while the
girl held the garment by the collar.
When Mrs Madax had buttoned up
the ulster and put jaunty round hard
hat on her head, she looked more like
man than ever, and MadaX himself
seemed almost eficininate beside her
as my brougham at the door?" she
asked the girl.
''Yes, madam"
'Come along, John; We have no time
to lose" said Mrs. Madax decidedly,
and leading the way she opened the
carriage door, whereupon he stepped
inside.
''ro the Pine Ear Club" said the lady
TO the coachman.
She took her seat beside her husband,
and the carriage drove off toward the
west end. In a short time il drew up
before a palatial building standing