The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1898-04-27
CHAPMAN MYSTERY.

at is all arranged for tomorrow, -
said young Mrs. Latymer-Wynne, as
she and her husband took their seats at
the dinner table.
"What is arranged?r asked her hus-
band, little grunpily. for he had had
long and fatiguing day in the city.
'Oh, the football match, of course. -
"And are you going TO waste your
afternoon in looking on?D
"Quelle idee. Oh, no. 1 am going
to play
'Youy said Harry, and he almost
dropped his spoon in disgust.
"Why not? Il is all the rage now,
and you know like TO he in the fash
ion."
"You cannot be serious, Kate. You,
a married woman, with two children,
going to exhibit yourself in that way
before a crowd of lOafersl And in that
dress toori
"Well, the dress is little unbecom-
ing-thats the worst of it. But as to
exhibiting myself, that's all nonsense.
Isn't it a wOman's business to exhibit
herself? Don't we all exhibit ourselves
when We go to a drawingroom9"
cat any rate, you don't kick about
and tumble ia the mud when you go
to drawingroom.n
mo; because the rules of the game
are different, bat one is as much an ex-
hibition as the other"
Mrs. Latymer-Wynne was decidedly
eIeverer than her husband, and kept
him, on the whole, ia a state of sub
lection. He was a good, honest fellow.
who did very well on the Stock Ex-
change, where his high animal spirits
and propensity for practical joking
were much appreciated, but he was no
match for his pretty wife in the verbal
conflicts which sometimes take place
between the most affectiOnate couples
And his wife, though very fond of him,
took a delight in teasing him. his awk-
ward attempts at repartee amused her
"rm really very lucky to have the
ehance,n she went on. Lady Flyte-
that's our captain, you know-said
that, on present form, / hadn't muck
claim 10 place in the team, but that
as two of her cracks were down with
the 'fu' she'd give me trial. Oh,
wasn't it good Of herr"
"Confound herg' said Harry. "But,
I say, Kate, this is beyond a joke L
really must beg that you will drop it,
ayes; into the goal mouth" said his
wife demureIy. "Now, Harry, don't
be an old goose. A hundred years ago.
no doubt, it wouldn't have been done
at all. To-day it is jnst the newest
thing OUT
"Aad you're going to allow lot Of
cads to criticise your legs, and perhaps
call out, Go ii, Tommy as they did at
a ladies' football match the other day
Laiies indeed. It's positively disgust
ing
"oh. l think my legs are all right,
Harry. And if they like to call me
Tommy l don't mind. You know
it's meant as a admiration"
"And woman will do anything for
that. Well, / say again it's mon
strous thing, and you will never play
football in public with my sanction"
Mrs. Lltymer-Wynne smiled con-
tentedly. She was probably conscious
that there were good many things
which she dill without the sanction Of
her husband
Harry noticed the smile, and for
once it angered him. He knew that
the old days when wives were suppos-
ed to submit themselves to their hus-
hands were over and that direct pro-
hibition from him would only make
his wife the more determined TO carry
out her plan, 50 he merely said:
isYou viii regret it yourself one day,
Kate. am sure you viii"
But Mrs. LatymeE-Wynne only
smiled again. She would net give
way. Still, II she coald have foreseen
the terrible calamity that was about to
befall her, she would no doubt have re-
tented. But who can foresee the fu-
ture7
Those who were living at cIapham-
or indeed anywhere in Londcn-at
that time cannot have forgotten the
extraordinary sensation that was ex-