The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1899-09-01
!. Jones' Surprise Party
Mrs. Jones Gained a Glorious
.r r Victory.
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES

MTIEN you get woman who is a
Wv genuine diplomat you'll always
find her in the excelsior class. 1t is the
privilege of her sex to go to extremes
and when she sets out to attain an end
she holds the possibility of death
much more lightly than she does that
of defeat.
This charming little lady, who would
prefer to. be called Mrs. Jones under
the circumstances, lives within a block
of Woodward avenue in one of the best
sections of the city. She has been
married for eight years, and during
seven years, eleven months and three
weeks of that time there was one great
drawback to her happiness. 1t is read
lily figured from this statement that
her release came but one short week
ago. saaaHa. ,rar
Jones must be classified as a good
fellow. In a few years more he is liza
BILE to be called 'Old Suavity," "Old
Smoothology," or by some other mod
ern designation equally expressive and
irreverent. His voice has q native note
of cordiality and is unctuous. His
laugh is a contagion, his handmade
suggests wise and he at once impresses
one with a desire to do something
thoughtful and agreeable. The i'm
preston is not misleading, and one of
Jones favorite ways of showing his
generosity was to invite people home
to dinner. Where the average friendly
man would say to Take cigar" or
Come in and have something" Jones
would smile his genial smile, laugh his
happy laugh and insist that you go up
and have dinner with him.
There is a commendable feature in
such display of hospitality, but what
was to be condemned in Jones was the
fact that he never told his wife of these
sudden invasions. She repeatedly asked
this consideration, but Jones is a busy
man and forgot. He would promise
volubly and kiss his wife by way of
acknowledging his shortening, but
three days would not pass, before he
would surprise the patient little ma
iron by suddenly landing in with from
one to four men for dinner. He always
told them in his hearty way that they
would have to take pot luck, but no
woman with the pride of housewife
is going to set out stingy little spread
for her husbands friends. She would
suffer from it as a reflection bordering
upon the shame of being niggardly and
improvident. So she hustled. planned,
stirred the m9id to prodigies of exer-
dation from the larders of her imme-
diate neighbors. Frequently it was a
close shave, but never did Mrs. Jones
feel that her guests had been misused
or that her dinners were not at least
passable.
Her mother frequently urged that
she set these predatory birds of passage
down TO short rations and let them go
away hungry for few successive
times. ''That'n bring Jones to MS
senaes,' declared the elder lady. "He
needs lesson, and that's the way to
give it to him. I'll show him. Do you
expect to go through life feeding lot
OF strangers on short notice? The I'M
certainty in itself is torture. Have some
spunk about you and give Jones such a
setback that he'll give you due notice
from now on. l would"
But that is not the way of young
wives. Mrs. Jones even rebuked her
grim mother for such advice. and things
moved along in the same uneven
groove. But last Sunday there came
n crisis. ''Saw Jones down town" SAID