The daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 190?-1908, 1907-04-22
MIST AXES
Mrs. Candidate stu Cen Mako
Them,

The rural vote must be cultivated,
To this end. Mr. Candidate bought n
small farm for a summer home. and
Mrs. Candidate. as politicians wife
and ever interested in her husbands
ahairs, entered enthusiastically upon
the duty Of educating herself in its
varied interesta
George" she began one hot day,
tanning herself with her sun bonnet
while she studied her husbands draw.
Ing for an addition to the farmhouse,
when will you begin TO build?"
"Never!" replied her husband from
behind Farmers Bulletin.
Good he6vensl" exclaimed his wife.
You surely don't expect me to spend
another summer here without moro
room, do your"
Mr. Candidate laid aside his Bulle-
tin, carefully selected another and re
sumed his reading without replying
70 his wife's question.
Mrs. Candidates Indignation grew
as she watched him.
Really George" she said. her volcd
vibrating with resentment. "am I 70
interpret your silence as n refusal 10
maze any explanation Of this extra
Ordinary change OF plan?"
Won wouldn't like the explanation
mter II was made. Matte" said her
husband. continuing TO read.
"Of course, that means, George"
said his wife. bitingly, that the OK.
pianation involves some criticism OF
me"
NJ. Candidate read on.
We'll, George" said Mrs Candl.
date. so offended that her voice trem-
blod, you wouldn't treat me with such
scart courtesy ~ were one OF your
constituents"
MY constituents are more careful
'i NY interests than you are, Matte"
said her husband curtly.
Mercy, George" exclaimed his
wife. actually suffering with surprise.
"How can YOU say that. after all I've
done this summer 10 make you-well.
solid with the country voters,"
Mrs. Candidate paused. Mr. Candi-
date read with an obliviousuess that
thoroughly aroused her.
Look at this hideous dress" she
exclaimed. her voice thrilling with in
d1gnation, "and this check apron and
this sun bonnet that I've worn TO i'm.
press the farmers wives and daugh.
ters!"
Mrs. Candidates voice broke with
the pathos OF her sacrifice. Mr.. Can
didate preserved n sphinxllke silence.
Don't | churn publicly under the
big tree in the back yard every morn.
Ing Just to show that I respect labor.
and dida't we put the hennery right
next 70 the public road so that every
body could see that wasn't too proud
TO feed the chickens?"
The climax found Mrs. Candidate
breathloss and Mr. Candidate sill un.
provoked to speech.
"lf YOU can deny all this. George. -
resumed his wife with a majesty OF
brow suited to Lady Macbeth herself,
Il haven't another word 20 say"
Mr. Candidate rose and took several
turns M and down the shady gallery
Vol, Matte" he finally said. with
the air Of one who reluctantly Yields
10 pressure and performs a disagreea.
bic duty, what did you say to the
leading dairyman OF the county yes.
terday?" PGusing in his promenade
and looking intently at his wife.
Mrs. Candidate became suddenly
/. limp,
Il see. Matte" said her husband
resuming HIS walk, that you can re-
call as distinctly as | do your state
meat to that dairyman that you con
sidcred Il unrefned. even vulgar, to
sell milk"
Mrs. Candidate hung her head.
"Now, Motto" he continued, with {
district r.ttorney's manner; "what dit
you c.ay The day before to Mr., Poul
tev erg"
! Mrs. Candidate dropped among th'
| Farmers Bulletins completely un
strung.
"weh, Gorge" said the wife. viii
~ cTc-t, "the very mcnt tol'
-.m hat ! didn't SEQ how n,vboc,
could eat tho kind of chickens SS h.
raises saw that had made mis-
tak' e-@ 49, Candidate Frightened
a little With The confession.
Indeed" exclaimed her husband,
with sarcastic intonation that made
bis wife subslde again.
"Perhaps you understand now Mat
tie, why | have abandoned all idea of
spending our summers On this farm. A"
and Mr. Candidate, with the calm OF
desperat'o', filed his pipe and lighted
It, while Mrs. Candidate reflected bit.
! terly upon her many vain sacrifices
! TO the prciudlces of the country
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