Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1901-01-26
FORGOT THEIR QUARREL

A sensation was created in the drawing
room Of a prominent hostess Friday by the
excited entrance Of social leader OF tno
West End. who made the announcement, SO
that all might hear, that a street car had
averted domestic tragedy in her home.
The woman is young and beautiful. and
it Is Characteristic Of her irresponsible ana
impulsive nature that she should nave an
nounced to crowded room the details OF
her recent experience.
Said she; ST have been drawn back, liter
ally, from the brink of ruin by an ordinary
street car Sounds odd, does 1t not? But
listen. This morning my husband and mad
our first quarrel. assure you it was OF
desperate nature. He tore all over the
place l wept. 1t ruined the breakfast and
ruined my complexion. For one solid holr
it was a give-and-take Of the most fofciole
and franl. statements you ever heard.
Then my husband left the house. Said ne
hoped he would never lay eyes on the place
again. The slam of the front door broke
seven plates and three cups in the china
closet. 1 went UP to the nursery, kissed the
children all round and set them hoWhfg
and wailing. All the servants stood around
and listened. Then 1 agonized increasingly
until o'clock, during which time seiecteo
my lawyer and summed up evidence ior
divorce suit. You see, it was all over with
me, and loves young dream was disslpateo'
dead, cremated.
at o'clock 1 rose up and determined to
live part The first thing to do was 10
dry my tears. dress, and, heavily veiled, go
forth upon the obligatory round OF visits
that Is the soul of Washington woman
life. l did not order the carriage. NO.
| scorned to use nything that belogned, law
fully. to my husband. Well, l got into
street car 1t was crowded. A gentleman
rose and offered me his seat, though heaven
knows 1t was not because of an attractive
face. for mine was sight, besides being
heavily yelled. Thank you, said L. most
cuurteously and, raising my eyes, beheid
my husband. Behind my veil I could feel
my features growing stiff with dismay, but
| to my amazement my husband race Drohe
into a smile of pleasure. why, little
woman, he exclaimed, where did you come
| FROM and what has happened to the
horses? I am late for luncheon today; just
| going to it. So jolly to have run across
you. You must go with me and We'll have
one of our old-time larks together There
was a continuous stream Of just such talk,
and gradually it was borne in upon my
comprehension that Jack had actually for
gotten our quarrel.
| Forgotten it! Think of 1t, will you,
after my hours of misery! Ye gods! but
! felt happy. Well, we were half way
through lunch before Jack remembered the
quarrel, and then he came to- with a start.
| By that time l was won over to my
| readjust matters and start upon new line
| of domestic bliss. You see, do you not.
| that the street car saved the situation?
| The surprise of the meeting was all that
made it possible. If Jack had come home
| he and his irate wife would not have
| spoken. 1 declare TO you that nothing but
a divorce would have satisfied either one Of
| u.s.
| "Oh. that blessed street car. I shall al
| ways love it! Will l go into the dining
| room for refreshments? Certainly not.
| " ouldn't raise my veil for worlds, I've
such looking face.
well goodbye, everybody See you
! soon, for Jack and 1 are going to celebrate
Our wedding anniversary early in February
| with a big blowout" And the West End
woman made her exit.
This sounds like fiction, but it actually
| hammered