The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1905-08-10

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the attic and went over the entire
house down to the cellar. Not there.
Well, he thought, his wife had stepped
out somewhere. Doubtless she would
be back presently and explain all. In
the meantime he would seek his newt
guest. He found her standing in the
hall waiting for him.
WELL" she said pleasantly, you
didn't find her. did you?''
No"
Nor you won't. She's gone for
good. I'm in. her place. ..
who are your ss.. ...
your wife. of course. The lady
of you choice"
MY choice?"
Certainly You had your pick out
of all the lothsr women you saw, and
you chose me-"
did I? When?1 s....-
Yesterday morning. Don't you re-
member? I'm the girl in the car -, '~
Whittier passed HIS, hand across his
brow. He had seen her before. Yes
he remembered it ali.
$50 you are" he calculated. f'Of
course, I remeber. you. But how
! in the world did you come to be my
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Because you wanted me to. Do
you recall what you were thinking of
when got In? Be honest nov" ,.
why, yes. I was thinking of-of-4
my last Wife"
Exactly. You'd had some trouble
with her, hadn't you? Just before
you left home-words."
| Yes" ~
"And you, were rejecting that she
wasn't much good anyawy2" ~
so / was. How do you know"
| ."Oh I'm d mind reader: Well, you
iwere kind of sore about your wife.
Don't you know you were? You
Thought sadly that she was getting
lpasse. She hadn't been up to the
mark, and then. suddenly while YOU
were thinking how disappointed you
were in her, you happened g. to look
lacross the car and you saw me. :, =
$50 I did. / remember 1t perfectly.
Let me go on. saw how pretty you
were. and said TO myself: by .sJove
There's a girl wish I had for a wife"
Didn't II" -. :s.5..s... -.
AYou most certainly ala. And here
I am" $ IL. az .,~,.s, =
"But I don't understand how the
thing is done.' - 81 .r,... "a ...,.
Don't bother about that. 1t was a
lsyndicate." .sty.-... ......-- liz.
| "A syndicate for the renewing OF
wives by disconnected husbands. It's
1.-THE latest thing. The idea is to pro-
mote the happiness of all mankind"
4 r'But where's my other wife?"
! "Oh, she's all right. You see, she
was getting along in years, anyway, So
| the syndicate turned her over to a rich
old duffer who cared for little else than
la good housekeeper. Don't worry
about her. Think OF me-" r.
Whittier gasped,
"Well,'' he exclaimed, this is GER
tainly sublime. I suppose must &C.
commodate myself to the change. BY
the way, how's dinnerr"
His new wife smiled. 's
Lets go down and see. Can you
lcook?"
''Well, you see. when came the SER
wants all iSLt' IT, Hft ,
what! Why, they've been with me
for long time -s
] II know 1t. But had some words
with them-and one thing led toi an
other and I told them to get out. No
4 it5pudence for me-"
] perhaps If you had been careful Of
Ithem-used a little tact, for example
they might have stayed" ,.4
! POSSIBLY. But that's not my way
Come now, get to work. Fix this fire
and skirmish around and cook some
thing for dinner" T.
i Whittier looked at her hoplessly.
my dear girl" he exclaimed, "I
not used to this sort of thing. I'm
Woodworking business man. You're a
woman who should look after these
matters. You cook and I'll watt
mot one bit Of it! I'm not that
sort Of wife. I'm not cooking
wife. I'm attractive and bright and
young. You selected me, didn't you?
When you said you wished you had me
for a wife, you didn't require list of
things that I could do
Certainly not, but, my dear girl,
one takes certain things for granted %
His new partner laughted a merry
peal of laughter.
well. you are a soft one," she ex-
lclaimed. Here you agree that you
are disappointed in the wife you have,
and just think! Out of all the women
in the whole town that you see, you
picked me to take her place, and now
that you've got me your not satisfied
If that isn't like a man."
But" replied Whittier, this is all
so sudden. If + only had time to
think it over! Perhaps if we could
have arranged for preliminary
trial
She stopped him short.
"a preliminary trial. she exclaimed
And what, pray, do you thing of me-
Here 1 am an attractive, stylish young
girl, with loads of admirers, obliged to
be tied down to an old bald-headed
Lodged like you"
I'm not bald-headed."
well, you're almost, and you'll be
entirely, before get through with you
I say, what do you thing of me? ]
suppose about all you expect of me il
to run after servants, make beds, mend
your clothes and be a. household
drudge, instead Of going to matinees
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