Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1896-12-28
IF Mr.. RISING SOUGHT cusA.
But Then He Didn Want To. II Was Nh.
Wiie's Mistake.

IN the whole, think we'd better
buy Cuba, said Mr.. Rising. as he n,
u would-be Havana cigar.
10 you, John?" asked Mrs. Rising
VINO was mentally comparing the re-
spective merits of northern spy ana
Ben Davis apples.
Il do, Emily" replied Mr.. RISING
with argumentative firmness.
| ISM 1t large island. John" I'm.
quired Mrs. Rising. feeling that fur
Their remarks We're expected from her
! '"Tolerably,' responded Mr.. Rising
but ! think we could manage IT,"
! I'm sure you could, John" ex-
claimed Mrs. Rising. with wifely adj
miration.
! Maybe so: maybe so, Emily" as
sented Mr.. Rising, with due modesty.
| Il don't know, John, that it would
be pleasant to live in Cuba" Mrs. Ris-
ing remarked. thoughtfuIly.
! Il don't know why not, Mrs. Rising
a big sugar plantation with bananas
and pineapples strikes me as pretty
nice thing by the side of a Chicago
winter
Cousin Manda sent me splendid
recipe for pineapple preserve" oh
served Mrs. Rising.
You see, Emily" continued Mr.. Ris-
ing with confidential accent, most
people haven't figured out the future
Of those warm countries. A man could
go down there, raise coffee for ten
years and cone back rich"
But, John" inquired Mrs Rising.
doubtfully. aren't they having some
war in Cuba"
of course, Emily" Mr.. Rising an
sWered in patronizing tone. That's
why We can buy ii cheap just now"
These hard times have made lots
'of bargain sales. Mrs. Rising agreed,
in real appreciation.
Il don't think we ought to let such a
chance slip" gravely alleged Mr.. Ris-
ing 1t VIII never happen again. You
can depend on that Emily"
Mrs. Rising. thus elevated to the po-
ston of chief counselor, in a brisk
business manner put the question:
.What is a cheap price for Cuba,
john"
oh, one or two hundred Millions
returned Mr.. Rising with airy incon-
sequence.
MIS- 1SlSlIlS stared at NtT husband
with unfegned CONSERVATION.
John does your head ache?' she de-
manded suddenly.
Not at all. Emily, never felt better
in my life" Mr.. Rising answered.
Mrs. Rising still endeavored to scru-
tinize his features through the clouds
of tobacco smoke.
of course l don't mean to bring Gu
ba right into the Union" Mr.. Rising
said in the lofty manner suitable to
disposing of questions of state.
No. dear. no." Mrs. Rising an
swered i'll soothing tone. No. you
can buy Cuba for two hundred mill
lions and he a little king down there
on coffee plantation, sitting under a
banana tree
Mr.. Rising blew the smoke aside and
regarded his wife keenly. That in
trepid woman met his gaze unfiinch-
ingly.
What in thunder. Emily" began
Mr.. Rising.
There, there. dear, Don't excite
yourself" said Mrs. Rising.
by George, Emily. have you gone
daft" shouted Mr.. Rising.
Mrs. Rising only regarded him ST.
lently and shook her head.
We'll, Why any woman in her
senses should talk that way about the
United States buying Cuba is more.
than | can TELL" Mr.. Rising fairly
howled.
oh, JOINTS it the United States
that want to buy it? l thought it was
you. yourself" and Mrs. Rising gave
huge sigh of relief.
Mr.. Rising without a word turned
out the hall gas and went upstairs to
bed.
Mrs Rising, as she folded her work
neatly, preparatory to following him.
said to herself:
Il wish l never had heard that
Johns great aunt Haldale went crazy
and thought she was queen of the Can
nibal Islands. On the whole, / think
the Ben Davises are best to eat. ana
the northern spies to bake"