The representative., 1900-04-05

Mrs. Dobley. Il don't see why you didn't
come downstairs and hypnoti0e Belinda =
.4She had a chopping knife with her Net
n counteracts the hynotic current. But ]
VIII give you an instance. Look directly
into my eyes. Mrs. Dobley.''
Mrs. Dobley looked ct him intently, and
Dobiey made passes in the air with his
hands over the table while Mrs Dobley
watched him In amusement. Look at
mel" he commanded. shaping his fingers.
II am looking at you Just as hard as I
can" said Mrs. Dobfey.
Pass the butter" said Dobley. Mrs.
Dobley did 50. 1.-The rolls!" shouted Dob
ley, The eggs-the toast!''
There is no toast" said Mrs. Dobley.
'There!" said Dobley, triumphantly. III
you only had kept your mind fastened on
the subject and your eye on mine you would
have been completely hypnotized.'
Il looked around for the toast" said
Mrs. Dobiey.
'But in the hypnotic state you'd have
handed me the first thing near you under
lhe impression that it was toast. It's OBJ
tanning control of the mind of the subject.
Now, when you engage a cook"
"Supose you engage herr" suggested Mrs.
Dobley. Because you understand the system
so much better than I. Just put your
hypnotic powers in play and get us real
good one.''
-s OH-WcIA, uOW-lI q llLCl0 out OF my
department, don't you think so?" asked
Dobley weakening visibly.
That's just like a man. said Mrs.
Dobley. "You tell us how simple it is to
manage domestic affairs and give us sys-
TENS and all that, but you back out when it
comes to tackling the matter actually"
Oh, I'll get you cook If that's the way
you feel about it," protested Dobley lightly
Where do you find EN-. At the depart
ment stores or in the florist shops? Do
they come in box or by the bunch?"
''There is the intelligence Office that l
usually go to-" said Mrs. Dobley, giving
him card. ''It's safer to see them there
because they are more tame in the intelli-
gence office than when they get you alone
somewhere"
"Ha-ha-ha!' laughed Mr.. Dobley.
What ridiculous idea! You speak OF
EN- as though they were tigers and lions.
Well, I'm fond OF sport. I'll stop on my
way down town and lasso one for you"
BY the time Dobley reached the intelli-
gence Office he had dropped his air of light
some gayety for one of deep resolve and
had assumed an especially severe express
sion which he considered would quell any
OF the symptoms his wife had mentioned as
being part of the cook character. The Office
seemed to Dobley to be as ful lof females
as Broadway candy shop after q matinee.
He was the only man in sight and he ex-
perienced a sort of stage fright when he
felt the numerous pairs of eyes fastened
on him. But he quickly pulled himself to-
gether when he thought of how Mrs. Dobley
would chaff him if he failed
'.I-er-er wish to engage domestic" he
said to the trim young woman at the desk
as she looked him over with suspicious
gray eye.
"Housekeeper, nurse, wet nurse, kitchen
maid, cook, waitress, upstairs girl or
ladies' maid?" she ratified out.
''Just cook said Doble.
'sTwo dollars, please" she said, and
DObley paid the money and walked as di-
rected into a small room papered in blue
roses and carpeter in red and orange. There
was a chair and settee and he heseitated,
wondering if etiquette demanded that he
should occupy the more important chair.
Then he recolected what Mrs. Dobley had
said about cooks being all very ponderous
and he abandoned the settee and took the
chair. Then he found himself laughing at
the room, which he fancied illustrated in q
colored supplement and labeled as an ar
tistic nightmare Suddenly the door opened
and DObley started. A most un-cooklike
person, magnificently jetted, entered SIM
| pering kittenishly. AS she sat down she
dropped her gloves, handkerchief and pock-
etbook, which Dobley picked up for her.
"YOu are looking for a housekeeper?'
she said, throwing her eyes coquettishly at
| him.
she said, throwing her eyes coquettishly at
him.
"A cook" said Dobley apologetically It
seems as though he ought to be looking
| for a housekeeper.
"Cf course l can cook" she said, with a
| languishing glance, but I'm always treated
as one of the family. You see, if hadn't
lost my husband l never'd had to work.
| It's hard to be thrown on the world"
1T is indeed said Dobley.
"It's cruel thing to have to face bleak
| existence Alone she went on, tuoching her
| eyes with her handkerchief and shifting,
St~~ ,~t~A rr,sk Arsr
you bachelor or a widow gentleman"
Neither, said Dobley, stammering.
'Oh; domestic trouble, l suppose, she
| said '.well, it's common enough now, good
| ness knows; some of the women don't seem
| to know when they get good man. Do
| you like music?'
Extremely" said Dobley, surprised at
the suddenness Of the question.
Because" she said, II play little"
Indeed" said Dobley, admiringly.
I don't have many callers" she went on,
although, of course, l might have been
| married many times If had wanted to-"
Il have no doubt of that" said Dobley.
Then he suddenly remembered that time
| was passing. About ref he began.
1--WE two afternoons cff every week, and,
- course, l want my Sundays free" she
| saad. "And about the wash, don't do
Shirts
Certainly not" said Dobley.
Il might try the place." she said, "and
! ii it suits me-why-Tm easy to get along
| with. What did you say the address was?
Dobley gave her the number and street
| on a slip Of paper. You might call and see
| my wife, he said.
"Your what?" said the bejetted person,
rising to her feet.
my wife," said Dobley, meekly "She
usually attends to these things. only
dropped in to see
why didn't you say you had a wife?''
| demanded the lady, Indignantly. Here
have been wasting my time talking to you.
I'm looking for place as housekeeper to a
single gentleman
I'm very sorry said Dobley, 'but I've
been married for ten years. 1t happened
somehow. One of those foolish, crazy
matches
Il think you're crazy said the lady,
| stalking from the room and slamming the
door after her, while Dobley sat counting
J his fingers and talking to himself. II he
could have escaped without being noticed
at this moment he would have taken any
risk. But there was no window and only
one door-the one which led through the
Office from which he now heard sounds of
tittering.
A tall, square shouldered Swedish woman
came in and stood towering over him and
smiling an affectionate maternal smile that
was almost appalling.
DO you cOOk?" asked DObley. He had
determined to be severe this time.
ssYah Said thu woman