The herald., 1894-09-21
REVOLT OF THE =

1O1l Ohl VI Il llH
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 in the city,
as alas they often do Mr.. Madax was
alone in his Office in Old Gold alley.
He wanted time to think and had given
orders that he was not to be disturbed.
All the thinking he appeared to be able
to do did not seem to help matters, so
at last he pulled himself together and
paced up and down the room. Finally
he stopped and said to himself: "That
seems the only thing to do shall con-
suit with my wife. wish she came
home moro frequently, and then we
could talk over these matters.
He seized a telegraph blank and
wrote: "Mrs. John Madax, 20 Bullion
court, city. Can you run over to Old
Gold alley for few minutes? wish to
consult you on business. Madax.
He rang the bell for telegraph boy
and sent the message, then, pacing up
and down his room again, waited for
his wife to appear. Instead there came
a prompt answer, which he tore open
and read feverishly: "Sorry / can't
como this forenoon. Too busy. Call ON
me at 1 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.
1t 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 to
what business there was in hand. He
brushed himself up bit, took his walk
ing stick and drove in hanson to his
wifes office on Bullion court After
having sent in his name a neat little
girl showed him into room and told
him that Mrs. Madax would be with
him presently.
She was sorry to keep him waiting,
but she sent copy of The Sketch for
him to look over during the interval.
The Sketch was a paper started in the
nineteenth century and was at 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 a man to read, although
the women paid little attention to it.
In the reception room two or three other
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 cut, decided
features. AS far as the upper part Of
her was concerned, she was dressed al
most like man. She wore a somewhat
glaring necktie and standup collar.
Her hair was cut short and parted at
40 side, while the hair Of her husband,
ark 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
nd very similar in cut to a mans pock-
its. Her right hand was thrust into one
VI these pockets, and she jingled some
coins and keys as she entered the room
where her husband was waiting.
"Well, John" she cried, "excuse me
for keeping you, but we have had very
busy morning. However, if you are
ready now, l am. We will go to the
Pine Ear club and have lunch" She
approached her husband as she spoke
and patted him with some affection on
the shoulder. He looked up at her and
smiled. Somehow her influence had a
oothing, protective air about it, which
.sade the man feel that he was not bat
tling 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 buttonod up the
ul ter and put jaunty round hard hat
OF her head, che looked more like man
I'll n ever, and Madax himself seemed
al post effcminate beside her.
t Is my brougham at the door?' she
OF fcd tho girl.
''Yes, madam
'Come along, John; we have no time
I'd lose, " said Mrs. Madax decidedly,
q h leading the way she opened the
cIfriage door, whereupon he stepped in
le.
''ro the Pine Ear club" said the
,l.dy to the coaclman.
She took her seat beside her husband.
nd the carriage drove off toward the
est end. IN short time it drew up
,sfore &c palatial building standing
7hcro the Motropole once stood. This,
s every one knows is the Pine Ear
lub, the sumptuous resort Of women
Engaged in business in tho city. 1t ia
higher priced than the Carlton or Re-
form, but is much more luxurious than
either OF these cid fashioned men clubs.
Call for me at half past s, - said the
lady to her coachnan.