The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1900-06-07
THE SICK HUSBAND AT HOME.
A Transaction in Hats Complicated
by Servants Zeal That
Brought Trouble.

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Mr.. Broadway made the announce.
ment that he was all knocked out OF
killer and couldn't go down to tho
office that day that something dread
full was going to happen. Of course,
the mere fact that Mr.. Broadway was
i'll was bad enough, but she knew
from experience that his inability to
attend to business was not marker
to the trouble that would be sure to
strike them in some form as re-
suit of his indisposition. But even
her widest fancy could not conjure
up anything so dreadful as what real
~ did come to pass, says the New
York Sun
Mrs. Broadway stayed at home all
the forenoon and dosed her spouse
and pastered him and blistered him
as a dutiful wife should, but shortly
after luncheon she began to show
signs of uneasiness. Mr.. Broadway
had observed these signs before and
learned their significance.
Had you intended to go anywhere
this afternoon, Kate?" he asked.
'Yy-yes," stammered Mrs. Broad
way, Il did have an engagement with
Mrs. Harlem
Then just you go right along" said
Mr.. Broadway, magnanimously. Don't
stay here on my account. I'm getting
along beautifully. I'm spry as a cricI-
ct this afternoon and would rather pre-
fer being alone so as to cut all the
antics like and scandalize nobody"
Mrs. Broadway was a conscientious
woman, but that day pleasure tugged
at her with resistless force, and after
cheering Mr.. Broadway with a few
phrases expressive of conjugal affec-
ton she began to array herself for the
outing. Before leaving the house she
came into the sitting-room to deliver
a few parting instructions.
Il forgot all about that hat bust
ness" she said, but l guess you can
attend to it for me. You remember
that hat l got last fall, don't you, Jas
per? The black velvet one, trimmed
with pyramids of chiffon and tufts of
unclassitied plumage. L never did like
the thing, it was so frightfully unbe-
coming. | wore it downtown yester-
day and was conscious of looking so
much like flying zebra that l deter
mined to get rid of it. l stopped one
of those street solicitors for second
hand clothing over on Sixth avenue
and struck a bargain with him then
and there. He will be here for the hat
his aftarDnnn Hos +n tbraa lO1-
lars for it. The hats in box on a
chair in my room. When he comes
give it to him, please, and be sure to
get the money. Don't let him go away
without that, whatever you do. He's
tricky, and you'll have to watch him
About four o'clock the clothes dealer
came for the velvet hat. Mr.. Broad
way brought the bandbox from the
bedroom and handed it to the man,
gingerly.
You may open it if you want to-"
he said, but it's all right"
The dealer was a worldly-wise, heavy
browed, black-whiskered individual,
who looked as if he would cast
doubt upon the word of angels. He
was certainly suspicious of Mr.. Broad
way, for he raised one corner of the
lid and peered cautiously into the
depths of the box.
'Oh, yes" he said, quickly. cts all
right Then he paid over the So and
went away.
A little past six Mrs. Broadway came
home. "Oh, Jasper she cried, the
minute she entered the hall door, did
my new hat Gomez"
Your new hat" repeated Mr.. Broad
way. NO, l guess not. L didn't see
anything of new hat"
Polly" said Mrs Broadway, did
my new hat Gomez"
''Yis, men," said Polly, sit did. l set
it on chair in your bedroom, and
you'll find it there now"
Mrs, Broadway had dashed into the
bedroom and swept every chair and bit
of furniture in the room with a com
prehensive eye, but there was no band
box in sight.
''Ah, here it is in the closet" cried
Mrs. Broadway, an instant later.
Polly, your memory isn't half an inch
long. You never can remember where
you put things"
Hastily Mrs. Broadway united the
strings and lifted the lid. Then she
sank down on the floor beside the box
and raised her voice in lamentatation.
''The same old velvet scarecrow!"
she wuiled. THE same old chiffon, the
same old birds!'
''The saints be praised" said Polly,
81 red up the room the minute you
slipped out, for didn't like the looks O.
that old box a-settin' on the chair. |
But whin the new hat come put it in
the self-same place so yer eyes d light
on it the very first thing"
Mrs. Broadway was deaf to this ex-
PLANTATION. And you gave away my
new hat. my brand-new hat to that
clothes MANI" she said to Mr.. Broad
way, sternly.
''Not gave it away, my dear. I got S.
for it," chirped Mr.. Broadway, bravely, |
his hands against his trousers
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