The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1907-07-01

WHO is it?'
Bob Terrytrove. Who are you"
'Oh, you're Bob, Well?"
Can you dine with me at the Buck
ingham Friday EVENING""
with pleasure
'Im delighted
Don't call for me- I'll be down
town shopping and will meet you at
dinner
That's very good of you
You must promise not to talk sweet
to me-"
"Oh, couldn't keep that promise.
You're too lovely, you know
well. you mustn't talk very sweet.
Keep your veriest sweetness for the
one you love best"
Then / shall talk my veriest. Ha,
har'
You naughty fellow!'
'Be sure to be there
''All right. Goodby."
"Goodby.''
On Friday morning Mt breakfast
Mrs. Terrytrove said to her husband:
Bob, see they're going to give the
Flying Dutchman' tonight. I've never
seen it and always wanted to see it.
Do you suppose you could get seats?"
Tonight! Oh, no. It's too late.
You should have thought of it before"
TRY"
mo use 1 couldn't get seats in the
top balcony"
I'm going downtown this morning.
I'll see what can do
I'm going to be very busy today.
I'll try to get home in time should you
get the seats, but if 1 don't you can
get some friend to go with you. 1 dare
say Ned Stewart would be delighted"
"I'll manage somehow"
This was a relief to the husband,
who gave his wife loving kiss and
went to business. During the day he
received telephone call from his wife
that she had secured excellent seats
and he must be sure to come home in
time to go with her. BY this time he
had it all thought out, and he informed
her that a man was in town he must
see She seemed much disappointed,
but said she supposed pleasure must
give way to business. She also in
formed her husband that she, too, had
made an engagement for the evening,
which she hadn't cared to keep, but
now that he couldn't go to the opera
with her she would give the tickets
away. So it was all very nicely set
tled-for Bob Terrytrove.
When Bob went to the Buckingham,
he was informed that lady had left
a message for him; that she might be
a little late for dinner, but he was to
order the dinner and she would join
him at the table. Bob went to the
cafe and was deeply immersed in the
menu, a slip of paper and a pencil
when he looked up and saw his wife
drawing out a chair to sit down oppo-
site him.
"Ww-h-y, Sophie.'
You seem surprised, dearie."
Surprised! W-why, 1 thought you
were going
Il was going to the opera with you,
but I'd made a previous engagement
with you for dinner, and since ]
couldn't have the music 1 concluded to
take the dinner"
Butt don't understand"
Didn't you telephone me from the
Office several days ago to dine with
you here today?'
A blank stare.
"And weren't you to talk your veriest
sweetness to me?v
Still the stare. 1t was now cape.
Come, begin your veriest. I'm dy-
ing to hear it,"
Sophie" said the husband at last.
chow have 1 blundered?"
''WeH, Bobbie, the only way / can
account for it--youre awfully absent
minded, you KNOWS that when you
called Bet you asked for the number
most familiar to you. your own"
by Jove. / wonder if / did,"
well go on ordering the dinner.
I'm frightful.y hungry"
A waiter set a silver bucket on the
floor beside the table containing cham
payne in ice.
"Open thatr' said Terrytrove to the
waiter.
The bottle was opened. the glasses
filed, and Terrytrove raising his glass.
said:
Sweetheart, here's to our agreement
It's done a lot of good in breaking US
in to the new harness, but it's served
its purpose. Let's drink to its MEM
ory"
I'm silence
THANK you. love. That's very kind
Of you. It's the best part Of the toast"
EMNALINE c. BURKE