The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1907-09-17

he was royal BOOu IellCWi WOO
Jack Bell, leading light in the news
paper world and the writer Of some
Of the cleverest bits ever published in
the Call, but Notwithstanding his en-
vironment, he had no love for the Bo-
hemian life and his pleasantest hours
were those spent in his own coy fiat
with his charming wife and two young
sters.
Theirs had been love match, pure
and simple and five years had passed
without a ripple to disturb the serenl-
ty Of their married life. In the win
tiers they had lived in town--as a rule
they spent part OF the summer with
Mrs. Bells relatives IN Pennsylvania.
The year Of which I write, however,
the publisher Of the Call had given
Jack a big assignment which would
mean couple Of weeks in the Shen-
andoah Valley and with the golden
harvest and wealth Of material for
magazine work in view he had gaily
hied to the southern states.
%, no, Genevieve, its quite impossi-
Bile. have a fine photograph Of you
and Beth and Meg riding a prancing
animal through the shenandoah-I'm N
going on horseback, you know-bet-
ter 20 to your mothers and take the
youngsters with you and have good,
quiet, restful time. III be back in a
fortnight"
OF course that settled tas matter,
il Jack was going en- horseback Mrs
Jack couldn't go, but Ills footsteps
hadn't died way when womanlike she
began to plan to get even"
WELL" she said to herself, 4 vii
20 to mothers and IN stay and stay
and stay, and give him chance TO gef
good and lonesome, that's what ii
do to him"
The Shenandoah trip was pleasant
and fruitful, but it didn't consume al
Of the time Bell had allotted for it
and there we're two days of the fort
night lest when he got back home.
III surprise Genevieve,' - he thought
| I'll get the house aired, and have som'
papering done before let her know
I'm home"
He found enough to keep him bus,
for four days and last Of all sent for
cleaning woman to come over and pu
on the finishing touches-then whe
everything was in readiness, he tel'
graphed Genevieve-"Had a throug
ticket to Buffalo, am home now, whe
will meet you. Jack"
To his amazement, the telegraI
brought forth no eager reply froE
Kentshire and In an agony Of fear les
some one might be III he called Mr.
Jack on the long distance.
YES, this is Geneyieve Is that yol
Harryg"
"Harry-well. / should say not, wh
the devil is Harry?"
"wen. you are very rude. whoev'
you are, guess you've got the wroH
number"
NO, haven't; want to speak
Mrs. JACK Bell.
well, this is Mrs. Bell who al
your
why, It's me, dear. Jack; but sa
who is Harry?"
"Oh, is that you. Jack, well, for goo
ness sakes, didn't know your voice
"Oh, you didn't. | say. who we
you expecting to hear from?"
who was what? I can't hear We
( well. dear, there's something wrol
with the line"
Il say, WHO IS HARRY"
Oh, Harry? Oh, he is-don't cut \
of, Central-weil. upon my word. q
you ever hear any thing like th
racket? can't hear a word you 50
: Jack, better cail me up tomorrow. I"
What Jack Bell didn't say to I'll
phone anu later 10 the 0pelat,
wouldn't be worth repeating.
Harry, Harry. I'd like to know "
in-well It's the Baltimore for me
guess, for a few days longer" A
. the Baltimore it was with pool at t
g press club for many nights. IN ia
It so many that be was contemplating
3, trip to Kentshife when a letter frs
e Genevieve arrived.
Dear Jack:--I know you are &
ting along famously, and we are hi
q ing a lovely time. Sis is home and
q are going out a great deal. Afoll
E is going to New York next week foI
q month and I've promised to stay HI
till she gets back, you don't mind,
you dearl It's so easy for you TO
your meals at that nice little place
/, the corner Harry Is here. too.
: careful not To leave the windows or
: when you go down town in the mo
y ing, don't want the rain to ruin
= carpets. Bye. bye, be a good ho
" ANectonaiely. Geneyieye."