The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1904-07-01


" Wv Y found In the top drawer of
@ " @ my chiffonier clipping
4 = from the daily paper an
|FC< nouncing sale" of
ladies spring hats.
Il really don't need this, dear" re-
marked, handing it to Polly, without
even turning around.
What is it?" asked Polly innocently,
turning the paper over as though it
were some strange, scientific specimen.
oh, yes; the advertisement of the
Bondbreaker sale How did it get
there? l must have dropped it when l
was putting away your socks after
mending them last Saturday Do you
know, Jack, dear" she went on, let
ting the paper fall to the floor with
beautiful Indifference, "that 1 never
really thought | should love any man
well enough to darn socks for him.
II suppose" 1 remarked. looking
very severely at my shaving cup and
mixing the latheP with a firmness and
decision quite unnecessary under the
circumstances, that l am about to be
wheedled out of my last penny. And
l suppose you know, Mrs. Heavy
feather, that since that slump in P. d.
@. we cannot afford any luxuries. like.
well-like spring bonnets, for in
stance
l was stirring the lather furiously by
this time.
Polly looked at me for moment in
amazed reprOach.
And I suppose you know" she re-
torted warmly, as soon as she had re-
covered from my thrust, that if l
wanted a spring bonnet l should know
better than to have left that clipping
where you could find it,"
, l dropped my brush with my face
half lathered.
Apparently" said 1. sarcastically,
'there is a science in getting a spring
bonnet"
NO" said Polly, wiping the stem Of
pink rose and tucking it In her hair,
es.but there is an art in managing q
man. A man is divided into three
parts; his heart, his soul and his
vanity. You might as we'll hail mo-
tor car on the wrong side of the street,
as to attempt to coerce or wheedle Il
man without appealing to his vanity.
It is the woman who knows how to
pay a subtle compliment and who
takes the time to do it every morning
and most afternoons, who has every
Il, L- Il md 10 q
to the right arm of policeman across
crowded street. You may cOmpli
ment man upon anything, from bis
nose to his neclltie; from his brain to
his boots. 1t never really matters
when nor how nor upon what you
compliment. him. so that you do II
skilfully and often--especially often
You may tell a prize fighter that he
should have been Il poet or q deal
mute that he is a charming converse
tionaiist: and either of them will SWai
low the little dose of fiattery like 6
sugar pill and feel better for it after
ward"
I drew q clean line down the middle
of my cheek with my razor before re
plying.
II perceive" said I, when I hat
finally finished, that managing
man is not so much an art or a sci
ence as q form Of war;
"Oh. no." said Polly deprecatingly
as she leaned forward to admire he
eyebrow in the mirror, sit is more lik
% form of dinlomacy A woman cOul,
no more win in open tight with a ma
than japan could whip Russia in ope
field. But when it comes to strategy
it's the little woman and the little IA
tion who understand how 20 make
nav. better than muscle and gunpoN
DER
"Oh I See" | remarked scathlnglN
"like the bloody Russian have sale
into the traps and the mines laid fo
mc--and doubtless have swallowe
about a pound of soft soap since N
wedding day"
"You look as though you nigl
have" gurgled Polly, gazing though
fully at my lathered chin.
And / suppose" l continued, igno
Ing the impertinence, that you ina;
Inc believe that am wise and cle7
or and handsome and all the 9th:
things that your fancy and your fla
terry have painted"
well, you are" fared Polly. looSin
at herself defans'y in the glas
@sveYy one of them."