The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1901-01-05
What the Women Think .About.
TALE OF WOE.

He had seen IL coming. Here and there
ON their block no had noticed signs OF
por.ent, and now Henry Roseville felt
says the Newark. IN. JD Sunday Call
When he go, home he found Mrs Rose
usually good. with n roly poly pudding
that he loved at the end. aud n nfteen-
cent cigar coming on with the coffee.
Inc psychological moment had arrived.
Henry" said his wife sweetly. will
ycn do something ,..1, for mqey. .m
joyably Al the cigar, want to go 70 the
Moo little household matter. I
would like to have the lace curtains put
I'D put iem, up for you gladly, Clara"
said The guniIeless Henry. jumping 10 his
feet; but I've Just recollected an import
ant engagement down town"
Henry -there was reproach I'm the
everybody on our block but us
believe a word OF your engagement down
town You don't love me as you pre-
tended to when you married me. or you
Mr.. Rosevile, recognizing the trend OF
the argument and scenting flood of
tears, sighed and bowed 10 the inevita-
WYATT until finish your DANCED old
bait" he growle6, and then Wen offer
up the annual sacrihce."
play I'm grandmas room until mamma
calls YOU" said Mrs. Roseville, discreet
sound for the critical time.
With sundry sighs and grunts, Mr..
Roseville lugged the stepladder into the
parlor, where the curtains, fresh from
the Laundry, lay across "A chair.
Gin me curtain and some pins" he
ordered, edjusting the ladder
Yes. dear. III stick the pins I'm your
vest. where they'll be handy suggested
Mrs. Roseviiie. handing him the curtain.
nnoh, ouch. ouch! , murder, Gonfomd snf,aa mi It
Roseyiile, as misdirected pin found its
billet.
Back on and tell me If this curtain is
high enough said Mr.. Roseyille. after
a few moments of labor.
"a little lower Henry" commented the
lady; that's too. rnuch-a little higher
The steam heater in full blast made II
warm near the ceiling. Mr.. Roseyille
pitched his coat on the floor. and sat
down on the stcpladder
One more lower. higher Clara" he
said. I'm quiet. firm tone. 'and your cur
tains will decay. unhdng and unwept for
Don't be yexed: YOU had IL just right
that minute; was the retoinder. Stick
a pin in Il. Henry. and the curtain was
without incident. Mr.. Roseville stepped
back few feet 70 view. his work -.
Take care, Henry Too late! over
went a tabourette bearing a palm in a
jardiniere.
Look here. Clara" bawled Mr.. Rose
Vile, You saw me steering into the plant
and never said word. L wouldn't take
ten dollars for that palm, and now It's
bustedr'
only one frond is broken" said the
patient wife, signing over the dirt on the
carpet. Are YOU ready for the middle
Window she inquired, wearily,
Round No. ,. Yep sweated the gen.
tleman, peeling of his vest and reclimbing
the ladder
The middle pair of curtains were hung
without trouble. and the hanger. elated
over his success. beamcd.
Round No 3. and 1sst" he announced.
gleefully.
The first curtain Of round No. was
hung. when the stepladder. insecurely
placed. began To wohble
iii, Clara grab me, grab me- The
devoted wife made AN Intellectual effort to
sustain him. but down came stepladder,
man. curtains and pole I'm a heap on the
floor. Mrs. Roseville fled up stairs. leav-
ing the storm OF wrathful eloquence TO
exhaust Itself
Half an hour later she venturcd below.
The curtain pole had been restored 10 It's
place with the aid OF "A couple of nails.
and the curtains hung-a trifie awry. In
the cushioned recess of the dining room
lay Mr.. Roseville. completely exhausted.
sleeping the sleep of the just. The job
was done. Mrs Roseville called out:
Albert and Daisy, you may come down
now.