The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-04-11
Our Daily Sport Story

carpets and he found his slippers out venient to doff his boots. He demurred at some of these changes, but a few well-chosen remarks and a reduction of the temperature in the family at- mosphere, together with certain changes in diet. convinced him instant rim each case of rebellion that he was wrong and that she was right. Then she decided to make his clothes. This was a severe blow, for Hobson always had been a fairly we'll dressed man for one of his station and was rather proud of his taste. His home made clothes, while equally warm and serviceable. certainly were not pat terms of the tailors' art and Hobs Jn found himself altogether too conspicu- ous for comfort among his fellows Indeed. he became the butt of a deal or good-natured raillery. This and ner carrying of the purse were his severest crosses, but he bore them uncom- plainingly.
 After a time his hankering for his pipe led him to accept the wood shed condition and many an evening did he spend perched on the saw-buck pour ing volumes of smoke from his mouth and ruminating on the joys of bach CAOlhOOus 4NOL ulu tue STO"llS Danh account Gin her name) resign him to the conditions which, think as he would, he could find no plan to amel- iorate In his secret heart he began to understand why Jim Highs had struck out for the west without giving his better half or his friends d clear idea of his destination. Hobson even got to feeling very bad about Higgins untimely death, the details of which had been duly conveyed to Mrs. Hig- gins through a letter from a mining camp. stating that her husband was among the victims of a fearful mine disaster.
 As for Mrs Hobson, she felt pretty well over her success with her second husband. and after a year or so pro- nounced him thoroughly trained ond educated. Hobson's friends pltied him. Hobson himself lived on, growing more spiritless every day.
 One day a rough looking man ap- peared at the shop where Hobson worked and had a long talk with him. When he went away Hobson was very pale and trembling violently That night he sat long in the wood nhed and smoked prodigiously. The next day was Saturday and Abagail had some shopping to do which kept her down town rather late. Hobson got off from work early Saturday-which was pay day.
 Imagine Mrs. Hobsons surprise when she sailed into her domicile red from hurrying and loaded with pack ages, to find the house full of tobacco smoke and imagine, if you can, her further surprise when she burst into the sitting room to find Hobson sit- ting comfortably In a rocker with his feet still clad in his street shoes rest ing peacefully o4l her very best up- holstered chair, calmly smoking while beside him on the table was a half emptied pitcher of beer Moreover Hobson was clad in brand new suit of store clothes.
 Mrs. Hobson gasped for breath.
 'Philander Hobson, what does this mean?" began Abigail in sharp tones.
 Wait moment, madam" inter- rupted Hobson, gazing at her with a glance of whitening scorn-and imme- diateIy fortifying himself with swal- low of beer.
 Abigail astounded. started to break forth again. but Hobson interrupted her sternly.
 "Silence." he said. T have some thing to say to you. Sit down thero," pointing to a chair. She seated her