The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1895-08-09
THE OLD WOMAN IN POLITICS.

From the Times-Herald.
When Mr.. Rising received his coffee
from Mrs. Rising at breakfast. the other
morning. he said genially:
They asked me to take the chair at
the meeting last night, Emily"
THAT was right kind of them, John" re-
spOnded Mrs. Rising, who is much
younger than her husband, but wasn't
there more than one chair?'
'The chair on the platform, I mean,
Emily" said Mr.. Rising, in explanation.
"Oh" said Mrs. Rising. and then added
'But didn't you hate to take 1t away from
the others. John?'
"They all wanted me to have It," said
Mr.. Rising, swelling with conscious pride
well, now John, don't see why. You
amt no older than the rest of them" said
the unconscious Mrs. Rising.
"You don't understand, Emily. It's an
honor"
why! what did you do with it?" asked
the now interested wife of his bosom.
sat in It," roared Mr.. Rising, as he
snatched his hat, and slamming the door
behind him. left the house.
"Mercy mel" said Mrs. Rising to herself
what fuss men do make over little
things. I never run into n neighbors bu,
they ask me to take chair, and never
so much as think of mentioning It,"
Emily" said Mr. Rising, as he careful.
ly cut the tip from his MONDAY cigar
don't be surprised If we have trouble
with Bill Jones' folks. wouldn't give
Bill the floor last evening and he laid it up
against me-"
why, how could you give Bill Jones the
floor. John?" asked Mrs. Rising, with con-
siderable trepidation.
well, you see when had taken .he
chair, Jones thought all he had to do was
to wink at me, but I'm not that kind Of a
man."
'But they didn't give you the floor with
the chair, did they, John?" asked Mrs
Rising. mentally grasp!ng at the familiar
phrase.
mo. Emily" returned Mr. Rising indul-
gently, "'tain't customary to give one
man everything in sight. When l had
taken the chair, / couldn't take the floor ~
Some men would though" hazarded
Mrs. Rising.
Mr.. Rising.
well, john" said Mrs. Rising, pleased
with the success of the conversation, IL
you would give them the floor. Like as
not. If you gave Bill that, he would come
back for the doors and windows"
THUNDER, Emily" remarked Mr.. Rising,
as. settling his hat firmly on his head, he
left the house.
Mrs. Rising looked carefully out of the
wirlow for clouds. but seeing none she
settled peacefully down to her sewing.
"Our party's got platform this time,
Emily" said Mr.. Rising, that can't he
broken down."
"Who made it?' asked Mrs Rising.
"Well, l don't know any man that would
dare say John Rising didn't do his share -
responded that individual, complacently
and warming with recollection. Mr.. Rising
added, "there amt rotten plank in it."
I'm SO glad" said Mrs. Rising, "for
you'll speak on 1t, won't you. John?"
II should rather think would, Mrs. Ris.
ing. Your husband can be relied upon
every time. There were some fools that
wanted to put in silver plank" con.
tlrued Mr.. Rising.
"Why, there amt no silver mines around
here Is there, John?" was Mrs. Rising
Interrogation.
That's Just what told 'em, Emily
was Mr.. Rising's encouraging reply. "And
told 'em, too. I'd bolt the whole thing 81
they kept on. That held 'em back, you
bet"
II should think boiling would make II
ever so much stronger" said Mrs. Rising
"When father built his new house, he
bolted all the timbers right to the founda-
tion," and the energetic young woman
went into the kitchen to look after her do
mestic affairs.