Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1900-04-17
NOT 4 DIT JEALOUS.
JoBsoN DECLARED HE COULDN'T BE II
HE TRIED.

/ nor OF DIS. however, sue nhnueu tue
letter to him st the breakfast table,
simply asking, not In any particularly
curious way:
"wh0 10 It from?''
"I'll know better as to that after I've
opened Il and seen the signature" re-
piled Mr.. Jobson chopplly.
Mrs. Jobsou ran over her own letters
while Mr.. Jobson was reading the mis-
sive addressed to him In the feminine
handwriting, and when she looked up
and across the table at her spouse he
was apparently suffdsed In bushes, and
there WAS quite 40 amount OF self-satls.
fed complaisancy In bis manner.
Anything importsntg' inquired Mrs,
Jobson.
"Oh, I dopt know" replied Mr.. job
son, leeripg vt himself In the sidebosrd
mirror, and twiddling with his fork.
rs 1t from anybody l know In
quired Mrs. Jobson.
II think not" replied Mr.. Jobson, ad-
justing his cravst and pulling down his
cuffs 10 truly Lothsrio-like manner.
"Buainess matter?' asked Mrs. job
son.
"well, hardly that" answered Mr..
Job.on, with another quite killing look
At himself In the sidsboard glass.
Anything I'D be interested in?" 10.
qulred Mrs. Jobson, not With any par
ticular Indication of excitement nor any
evidence OF pique.
u wouldn't undcrtsSe 10 say a 90
that, replied Mr.. Jooson, rnboing the
hair over on TO the bald spot on the TOP
OF his head, and smiling mysterioasiy 70
himself
Its not IN regard 70 the church Iair'
is n.y. asked Mrs Jooson.
Anything out thst, repIied MT 1oo-
son, toying "ith MS iorS ai'ef '"e 'n'n'
ner OF leading )uveniie NJ = stge sup
per. Anything IN ire out inst:
"Is your coffee strong enough. Mxe"
Mrs. J0bson, ana MI. Jooson looked s'g-
nslly disappointed that she did not pur'
sue her inquiries further. Mrs, Jooson,
however. WAS saying TO herself:
"Iie's just aching To have me come out
and demand 10 know the contents o'
that letter and the name OF the writer.
but I'll jus. do nothing OF the sort-so
there, now. l would Ike 10 KNOW the
name OF the imprudent thing, but
wouldn't give him the satisfaction OF
asking him outright for worlds. A "
I cared, Huh. Moreover, I'll see the let
ter. anyhow-thst IL, II It's In his coat
pocket at bedtime tonight. But
guess it's nothing very serious, else II
wouldn't be addressed to him right here
1t his house. Now, just look at him,
preening himself, and imagining that
am already insaneIy jealous. AS IL
should ever be jealous OF any living
msn, indeed"
Mr.. Jobson pulled the letter out of h's
pocket, unfolded II, and read !, with
great elaboration, two or three times
over. and the mysterious smile on his
countensnce deepeucd each time that
he perused n. Somewhs, 10 his chagrin,
as exhibited by the frequent glances
tina, he c.s, at her out of the corners
OF his ewes, Mrs. Jobson seemed to have
quite forgotten about the letter, and all
OF his ahems and other ostentatious
efforts 10 attrsct her attention TO IL
failed ciismslly. Mr.. Jobson kissed her
oui,e smiably before starting for the
ofy,ce and stiu looked complaisantly
mysterious . he descended the steps.
When Mr. .Jobson WAS M the dessert
s,,ye NJ bis dinner tina. evening he
Looked nm AZ Mrs. ,Jobson and said:
"Csme near going out OF your mind
from jealousy this morning, didn't YOUR
"Jealousyy" replied Mrs. Jobson, try
ing 10 look as completely mystified rs
nossible. ",Jealous Of who? On account
Of wh,ts What do you-?r
"Ob. | saw -FOUR eyes fash. and I
,bonobt Won were going 10 hsye an At
tscs of apoplexy." said Mr.. Jobsou.
..Jes,ousv ia n sorry husiness. Mrs. Job
sop--jt's a feeling that men are incsp-
.b,e Of xperiepcing-,heir natures are
so much larger and broader, you know.
Now, | don't want you tn go on suffering
acute misery over the communication
received. addressed 10 n feminine hand,
this morning. and 90 III show II 20 you
on condition.
II have no, the least desire In life TO
ace IL said Mrs. Jobson. She had, 10
fact. already read it-when Mr.. Jobson
had changed his coat for his smoking
jtcket on coming home from the office,
before ne had thought 10 SHIFT the letter
10 his smoking jacket pocket.
Mr.. Johson Insisted upon her reading
IL, however, and for the SECOND time she
read over begging letter written oy
the female secretary OF the society Tor
the Rising Of sponge cake fund for
indignant infants, or something OF that
sort.
when | saw that you were so ter
riicslly and unwsrrsntedly Jealous"
explained Mr.. Jobsor, III concluded TO
give you little lesson, and 1T tn" sam.
time In instruct you In the himsiness OF
circumstsntisl evidence. I'd recommend
you not TO give vent to any such mani
feststions OF uncomfortable jealousy In
tn. future, Mrs. Jobson; It's not a
pretty sight, and you'd find IL mighty
wearing on the system"
When the postmsn delivered the first
mail on Tuesday morning last there was
letter for her addressed In strong
masculine hand. Mr.. JobsOn WAS right
behind her, and she made an Intellectual
effort TO hide the letter beneath her
house Jacket. But Mr.. Jobson's eagle
eve had caupht her In the attempt.
uWbo,. ,h.t one from. Mrs. .jobsop 90
no asked her IN a sharp voice.
(which opeP, incurred Mrs. Jobsou,
a succession of well-defined blu shes
crossing her face.
"Thst letter addressed in mans
ndwriting that you just stuck under
your waist" said Mr.. Jobson, severely.
"Let's Just have look ut that after
yOu'ye read IL, IL you please"