The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1906-12-21
DIN GLEY'S
GREAT IDEA,"

serial he was so delighted that he
went right down and bought Mrs.
Dingley a new set of mission furniture.
She had been limiting for it for a year,
and when the furniture nan arrived
she was so excited that she fairly
danced in and out of the rooms, study
ing effects and trying different ar
rangements. Dingley, however, had
forgotten all about it by that time and
was deeply immersed in the plot of
his new serial. A great idea" had
just come to him. So he shut himself
up in his den, told his wife to go
ahead and fix things anyway she
liked" and sat down to work out the
story.
He had scarcely written three words
when there was a timid knock on his
door.
"Oh, Richard" cried Mrs. Dingley,
softly, do come and tell me whether
you think the divan looks all right
in this corner or if it would be better
over by the window"
In the goodness of his heart Ding
ley could rot quench her joy; so he
put down his pen and sailed forth to
give his expert opinion. s
"Oh, the thing looks good enough
there" he said absent-mindedly. Say,
Kitty, what do you think of a heroine
with snow white hair? Wouldn't that
be a sumner; and"
81 don't know" broke in Mrs. Ding
ley, thoughtfulIy, whether it would be
in the way there or not. We GER
tainly need something to fill in that
space, but it is too much in the shadow
now to show the grain of the wood,
and over by the window it would"
"Oh, WELL" repeated Dingley,
change it round to suit yourself"
Don't you take any INTEREST,""
sighed Mrs. Dingley, GROSSLY.
"Of course, of course, but ="
"WeIl, then, help me to nov it owe
by the window and We'll try it there.
Now, that Ices look better, doesn't
ito"
Lots BETTER agreed Dingley, get
ting his breath again. Nov I'll go
back and write
Wait a minute" cried Mrs. Dingley.
q want you to put the shelves in the.
book case. 1 don't understand all
those dinky little screws and things"
For 20 minutes Dingley labored with
the boards and props and tried to keep
his mind on the story. Then he went
back to his den again.
Richard, dear" called Mrs. Dinghy,
just as he had gotten settled and
swung into the great idea once more,
1--WE decided to move the divan back
again. 1t really takes up all the space
in that window and there's no room
for any plants, and besides it shuts
out the light"
YEARLY Dingley rOSe n once more
applied himself to the task of moving
the heavy divan. Then, the chairs had
to be all replaced and the book case
showed e into the space between
the windows. After that, Mrs. Ding
ley could not be happy until some of
the pictures were changed around,
or shortened and rehung. 1t
took Is minutes to decide just whether
each picture was straight or not, while
Dingley stood on a shaky foot-ladder
and Mrs. Dingley stood off and squint-
ed one eye to get the effect.
Once more Dingley, tired and dis
trait this time, shut himself in his
den. And once more the voice of his.
wife called him back TO earth again;
Dearest" lit was the pleading voice,
of Mrs. Dingley AGAIN., would you
I disturb you-just once.
more?"
Dingley swore softly under his
breath.
What in thunder is it now?" he
growled. Don't you know that if I'm
not allowed to write this thing I can't
pay for the bIoomin' furniture?"
q know, dear" Mrs. Dingley's voice
was almost fearful, but this is most
important, really"
Dingley jerked open the door of his
den.
Well" he demanded, what do you
want? Speak, and be quick about it."
Now, don't be cross" said Mrs.
Dingley, pouting. But Just look how
dreadful the whole thing looks against
wall paper. 1t won't do at all"
We'll do you want me to paper the
roared Dingley.
No. But I've decided to change
about a little, and I just wanted
you TO move it all into the other room.
Don't you really think it would look
better?"
Dingley laid down his pen. popped
his paper into a drawer, took off his
and spent the rest of the day
moving. When, the next day, he re-
turned to his serial his great idea"
had fed. The famous magazine bought
the thing he wrote, but it was so con
monplace that they have never or
dered another, and the Dingleys face
the proposition of living with that
furniture for the rest of their