Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1907-06-15
SOMETHING LACKING.

ork who IS ont OF sympathy with the
new movement for the suppression of
noise. That's Hudgens. And Hudgens
is just an average New Yorker, who has
a prosperous little business, and sends his
family to church regularly and to a the
alter now and then, and belongs to
bowling club and the A. 0. U. W. and a
first rate luncheon club down town.
1t was a prosperous little business
that caused the trouble, for the Hudgens'
ambition grew iwth the Hudgens' bank
account. That is to say, the Mrs. Hud-
gems ambition grew with the Mr.. Hud
gems bank account.
John" said Mrs. Hudgcns one even
ing, don't you think we could afford to
live in a better locality than this?"
IIudgens looked surprised. 1t had new
CT occurred to him that there was any
thing to be desired in their apartments
| They had six rooms on the fifth floor in
Columbus avenue, and even Mr.. Hudgens
was wont to boast that it was a particu-
larly well managed house, the landlord
afrable, and the tenants unobiectionable.
The TIudgenses had lived here and in
another place in Columbus avenue alto
gether ten years.
"Why?" asked Mr. Hudgens cautiously
Mrs. Hudgens thereupon explained. 1t
was a, long, involved and crcumstantial
explanation, which did Mrs Hudgens
great credit for her knowledge of her
husband and her self-control in not hav-
ing mentioned the subject until she was
prepared for every species of resist
aLce. 1t was, lin short an admirable
piece of feminine strategy for at the
psychological moment Mrs. Hudgens
dropped the matter with an affectionate
''Of course, john I'm happy here, and
would be happy anywhere with so good
tt husband as you are" And she had one
of her delicious pies in the oven for dim
ner.
They moved into a nice new apart
ment house in One Hundred and Twenty
first street, near Riverside Drive.
They moved back to Columbus avenue
thirty-two days later, into their old
apartments, cheerfully meeting the land
lords raise of IS in the rent
Hudgens explained it to a coterie of
friends at luncheon the next day.
1T certainly was a nice place." he said
1T had one of those paneled dining
rooms in black, and steam heat in every
room, and all the things woman likes in
the kitchen, and telephone, and the
newest thing of all was a dinky little
safe in the wall with a combination lock
for Jewels and such truck We thought
we'd struck something pretty fine and it
looked it, too when we'd moved in lot
of new furniture and got rid of some of
the old stuff that had been accommodating
for years.
There wasn't much to see from the
windows Only some new apartments
going up across the street and a bare
glimpse of the river and the Jersey shore
by pressing your face against the win
dow pane. Nothing doing in the street
NJ sidewalks crowded with children, no
hucksters yelling their wares, no fire en-
! gineS dashing past, no policeman talking
to Hans, the grocery man over the way,
through the crowds and running over
somebody now and then, no L trains
crashing along day and night.
But something was wrong We
couldn't GET used to the apartment. We'd
sit around the breakfast table dumb as
oysters, and every one of us with about
half crouch.
"'Nou didn't sleep well, either, did you,
John ? my wife would say to me.
"'No, ! didn't | would growl in reply.
Guess | need more exercise The only
trouble with this place is it's too far
| from the bowling alleys
There's something the matter with
my room, said Tom. It's too blamed
! light for one thing. I'm all the time
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