Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-11-23
BEFORE HUBBY'S EYES

~ yodeveel show we sat behind the
d woman with the carroty hair. the
Ratchet face. the watery green eyes and
the reddish wen at the tip of her left ear
who had some conversationzings TO MAKE
to her woman companion. Not having
pencil we couldn't Pitmanize it on a cuff.
But the exudations of the carroty-haired
one wee something like these:
What beats me is how some women
can expect their husbands to be decent
when they carry on So themselves. LOOK
at that Keepmove woman down there in
the second row ON the left, with that new
set of S1.49 puffs in her hair, and the
puffs don't match for shucks. either. Well.
that woman is the most feverish and in
satiabIe gambler you ever heard of. al
though you'd never imagine it to see the
baby stare she habitually puts on Just to
fool people. Now. If 1 gambled do YOU
suppose I'd be so abject and low to tell
my husband about it? Deed, 1 wouldn't!
There ara few things about their wives
that married men are required to know,
and what they don't know isn't going to
hurt EN- But that keepmove woman
tells her husband every blessed thing
about her gambling. and she's got him SO
banboozled that the crazy thing really
thinks her clever! That's the way some
women make their husbands no good to
themselves or anybody else. by setting
them a bad example. The horrid thing
about it is that that Keepmote woman
nearly always wins, no matter what kind
of game she plays-bridge, euchre. poker
everything. That shows how low she
has sunk. She's just professional wom-
an gambler, that's what she is!
why, didn't she have the malignant
meanness one forenoon last week to come
down here and show me the beautifulest
seal brown Mirabeau collaret that she d
| - ~ bow ,iy,ec Hri1 he
day beforehand I'd lost 50 at that very
game where she won enough to buy the
collaret! Wasn't that despicable of her:
Then. on top of that, she invited me to
play bridge again at her house that very
| afternoon.
well, felt like letting out on her right
then and there. but I decided that I'd try
just once more to see If / couldn't win
something at that bridge game of hers,
| for I'd been hankering for one of those
collarets myself the worst way ever since
| they came in.
80 1 took $50 of the rent money-my
dear. I should die right in my tracks if
| thought this would ever reach my hus-
| bands ears-and 1 went up 20 Mrs Keep
moves luncheon bridge party. and I lost
every penny of the 800 within two hours,
and she had it all, or most of it. Well,
my dear you know how very frank l am
sometimes, and l was that aggravated I
just couldn't help it, deed I couldn't. So
I up and told Mrs. Keepnove that l con-
sidered it mighty odd that she didn't ap-
pear to know how to lose. and few other
harmless little things like that, and, of
course, I looked to the other women in the
game to uphold me. But they didn't. the
cats. They took her part, and they made
nasty remarks about hard losers and
breakers-up of games and all that-why,
it was perfectly engaging to listen to
them, thu slinky Tables, just as If their
duty to'their hostess amounted to any
thing when they were being cheated right
| ",
talking, Mrs. Keepmove must cheat, that S
all: she couldn't win the way she does
unless she cheated. And then to make It
worse, Mrs. Keepmove-she was trying to
course-got up and offered to give me back
the $50 I had lost. The insulting crea-
ture! OF course. didn't take it.. 1 went
right out of her house with my head up,
that's what I dido you think was 60
ing to be downed by crew of cats like
that? When the game broke UP Mrs.
Keepmove sent me by her maid stiff lit
tie note, inclosing my $50. She didn't ex,
pect me to keep it. of course, after ia
refused it once, but 1 fooled her. Deed
did I kept the 500 and I didn't even
reply to her note, the guilty thing.
But what I started to talk about was
the way some women carry on right be-
fore their husbands eyes, and then expect
their husbands TO behave. Why. take that
Goodpal woman, for instance-you know
her-litt!e bit Of a shrimp that thinks she
has a figure-lives up Mt. Pleasant way
would you believe that that woman
smokes right in the presence of her hus-
band? Why, 1 saw her. myself, smoking
in her husbands presence. My husband
had to go to Baltimore one day last week,
and the Goodpals asked me to dinner and
so l went and of all the carvings on!
Before dinner her husband fell 10 picking
on guitar. and what does the brazen
thing do but grab his top hat and cane
from the hall rack and begin t. do
,;-rlt I1nFo III a.
fui antics for a married woman. Then
he switched to some kind of a perfectly
shocking hula-hula dance, and if you d
seen the hgh-kicking that woman ola
to believe that it's all right and good pol
icy. She says that II a mans entertained
in his own home he won't feel like ram
bling around. OF course, Goodpal does
stay at home with her every night, and
they're a mighty devoted couple, but that
doesn't prove anything, and l can under
stand why he should be devoted TO her.
She's pretty in a dollish sort of way and
all that butch, yes. about her smoking
before him. After dinner, when the cot
fee was served, didn't she produce Jap
anese silver cigarette case and take out a
Russian cigarette and light it with all the
coo.ness in the world giving ner husoano
the same match with which to light his
cigar? Deed she did. She offered me a
cigarette, but. of course. l wouldn't take
it, When I left the Goodpals ! came
. home and enjoyed TWO clSdielteS iiii-
mensely. but that'sN different thing from
smoking in the presence of ones HUSBAND
and letting him have such a thing on one
Whenever I smoke l always use Vioie'
tablets right afterward
"H-h-rn-no indeedy. Men have toe
MANY privileges as it is! What's that
Men have to go out and work and hustle
!, to get the money, and they are providers
, and protectors and they ought TO have 8
few little privileges? Well, if you aren',
the silly, old-fashioned creature! My dear
am perfectly surprised at you! an
, | astounded, | am overwhelmed! FRO
, yiders? Why. of course they are! II
their business to provide, isn't 1t? That
what they're alive for, isn't it? | zeal
: you sadly spoil your husband. It's nc
, wonder that he claims the privilege OF
running around. and-er-well, don say
, outright my dear, that he does rur
, around-please don't misunderstood me
but YOU know how folks will talk abou,
; these things, and when you went ava.
last summer. why, the stories we hearc
about his--well, running around-car-rld
! ing out to Chevy Chase every night
and -,
.tSh-sh-sh, There goes the curtain up
s'pose that clumsy woman IN the sketci
= is ripping but | think its h!deous, don
. YOU"
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