Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1902-06-07

where fOrbearance ceases to be viz
tue and my own self-respect demands
-"
''There you co. Keeling off yards of
talk. talk, talk, in order that you may
have the last word. You are so quar-
relsome that"
Il quarrelsome! When you know
perfectly well l never even have an
opinion of my own. And as to the last
word" E-.l I.He fG-.
"The clerk is waiting for us to reg
lister. If you will stop scOlding long
enough, l will order our ROOM"
Room, Mr.. Wilson, room? You
mean rooms. We are not reduced to
the necessity of dispensing with par
lor to which we can invite our friends,
are we?'
"Just as you please, madame; It is
like your extravaganza to engage Il
suite. Fourth floor, then, and a suite"
Fourth floor. Mr.. Wilson, then you
occupy it alone. You know we always
take the second floor for fear Of fire
But | presume you would be delighted
If was burned to cinder. Wretch!
In all the years we've been married
l never knew you to oblige ME by
granting any request"
Never mind about that, Mrs. Wilson.
Its fourth floor or nothing. You know
me we'll enough by this time to I'M
derstand that ! am not to be dictated
to by any woman"
ooh, no, Mr.. WILSON,; certainly not,
particularly when that woman is your
wife. suppose by this time l ought
to be glad l have roof to cover me.
Heartless man-if the world knew how
you treated me-"
"Please register" said the clerk, who
was tired of the recriminations of the
pair, and willing to help them adjust
matters.
They had been engaged in this dis
agreeable quarrel since stepping from
q carriage at the door, and there was a
suggestion of one of those terrible
hotel tragedies which occur so often in
their expressions Of rage and defiance,
and the hatred which flashed from
their angry eyes as they glared at each
other
"Clarence Wilson and wife, st. Paul,
Minn.," was the inscription recorded
on the hotel register, and several guests
who had been interested in the quar-
reling couple sauntered up and glanced
at the bold, accustomed writing, and
specialized over the new arrivals.
That isn't the handwriting Of a
tough" commented the clerk.
"They don't look like toughs, but
they wrangle like them"
Must have money by the way they
are logged out"
1T will be either murder or divorce
They're too young to have good
sense"
"Oh, they've been married some
years. l heard her twitting him with
it. They are not so young as they
look"
The pair entered the hotel dining
room In pacific silence, and but for
the traces Of their previous III humor
would have made very good impress.
sion. However, they went at 1t again
hammer and tongs before they had
| finished the first course.
Did you secure good tickets for the
theatre, or did you get any old thing
| as usual?"
There you go, jumping at conclu
slons! These are the tickets-perhaps
you will condescend to approve them
Best in the house."
| six rows from the stage, and not
end seats! Suppose the theatre should
be on fire-how would we get out?"
II could skip over the backs of the
| seats"
Yes, and leave me to persist Oh
this is too much! Yet. years ago wher
we were first married. Mr.. Wilson
and you Were not the cruel w-r-e-tcl
you now are, you said" ~ .t
| "Oh, never mind what I said. Ea
| your. fish and give me a chance t.
finish my dinner in peace. LITTLE
thought In those days that ! had mar
riej a termagantw .E
WHO made me one? You-nobody
but you. My-my mother"
Never mind dragging her in. II
her daughter Were half as amiable n!
she Is wouldn't be leading such {
dogs life" UFl{TFCiNffa q.
Mt. Wilson seemed to have had tn,
last word, and although the pair spok'
i once or twice In an undertOne. the Mt
Etentiye waiter had no further parle,
to report 10 the head clerk. .,,s,.. -.
RI t1,nfrqf w1s rpsurnnd In III,