Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1900-12-29

when We have finished you can tell me
how some fellows spend New Years
night" And before he could enter
protest, even II he had possessed the
courage to try, she was down ON the
floor untying his shoestrings.
Johns face, 1T were possible. turned
n shade redder, and he squirmed uneas-
ily in his chair. All married men have
occupied the same position, have ex-
perienced the same feelings that John
Kimball occupied and felt when his wife
kneeled by his side and assisted him
in removing his shoes, and for their
sakes I will refrain from calculation.
For the benefit Of unmarried men. !
will soy that John felt like a young
fellow who had just been requested to
purchase marriage license for his best
girl and another fellow; think they
will understand. And for the benefit
of the fair sex. will say that John felt
like girl who has proposed - q
Young man during leap year, and been
rejected; I know they will understand.
Small" l think, defines Johns feel
ings about rs we'll and about as thor
oughly as any word in the English Ian
guage.
John has never been able to quite rec
ollect Just when his shoes came on, and
Just when his slippers went on. He
was in the act OF lighting his pipe
his wife had taken her seat on the
other side of the fireplace, and was
turning the leaves Of her book in such
an distracted manner that he felt en-.
couraged to hope that she had forgot
ten something-when she suddenly
asked: "How do some fellows spend
New Years night, John?"
John forgot to light his pipe; he held
the lighted match between his fingers
until It burned their tips, and then
he blurted out: "why, my dear. these
fellows WIS thinking of assemble in
a large room, drink cigars-1 mean
drink wine, smoke cigars, tell vulgar
tales, make ridiculous resolutions, and
tack home at three a. m" When John
finished, he looked as II he had been
invited to attend his own funeral, and
had accepted the invitation, under pro-
test.
His wife laid aside her book, and
coming over she seated herself on the
arm OF his chair, and. throwing he'
arms around his neck, she asked: "Why
should my John think OF such things
You never spent New Years night In
that manner. did you, John?"
ayes, Helen, / have" he answered
and there was a tremor in his voice
land have been thinking too much
about those nights. They say an 'oper
confession is good for the soul;' hear
mine, Helen. and Judge me as you will,
and with his wife's arms still clinginl
fondly around his neck, and with hei
eyes looking straight up into his, HI
told her all about his temptation. Ant
when he had finished he tenderly re
moved her arms, and, with his righ'
hand appraised, he said: "And now
Helen, I want to make one more New
Years resolution. and while we boil
live II shall never be broken: Resolved
that / shall never allow my thoughts
to wander backward, as they have to
day; and resolved, further, that m.
feet shall never stray beyond tn
threshold of my own domain, in tn
pursuit of pleasures, so help me God!
"Amen," murmured his little wife
between her sobs, as she flung her arm
around his neck.-Copyright, by Les
lies Weekly, and printed by permits
sion Of the same.