Connecticut western news., 1909-06-24
SOME GOOD ADVICE
 ALL AROUND.
By M. QUAD.

 more wouldn't have found themselves side by side in an auto, and MT. Dins- more and Mrs. Bradshaw wouldn't have taken the same cab. MT. and Mrs. Bradshaw had had something of a misunderstanding before leaving home, and during tue performance at the theater he had made up his mind to say things on the way home.
 For five minutes the woman beside him ignored his existence. She was still in the sulks, and she might have continued to ignore had not MT. Brad shaw suddenly uttered swear word and announced to the chauffeur that a mistake had been made. Mrs. Dins- more gasped and uttered a little scream at the announcement, but did not lose her self possession. For three long hours she had been thinking how she would like to lacerate the feelings of some man, and she said:
 "I'm going to ask you how you use your wife"
 Madam, isn't that rather singular question:" he replied.
 You may think so, but Pm some thing of a render of character. If you are not one of the bossy kind around your house then I'm much mistaken. I think you are also selfish and con- ceited. You were at the theater with your wife. I'll wager that you gave her to understand that 1t was a mag nanimous concession on your part You'll expect her to sit with freezing feet and save a ton of coal the next week to make even. Oh, know your sort. If you weren't so self important you'd have never made this mistake. You thought you owned the only auto in town and that this must be yours because 1t drove up to the curb. There --I feel better, and you can take me home. I am Mrs. Dinsmore of 342 Ma pie avenue"
 Yes" said Mir. Bradshaw as he headed the machine in that direction. ."It so happens that l know your hus- band. know that he is hard up and on the point of failure, and I have heard a dozen people say that it is on account of your extravaganza. Don't interrupt me, but you are living in a too expensive house. Your wardrobe costs too much. You keep too many servants. Your husband is afraid of you and dare not hint at retrench- ment. You are wearing diamonds now that will be in the hands of his creditors in less than three months if you don't hold up. Here is Maple avenue, and here's No. 342, and there's your husband and my wife waiting for us."
 On leaving the theater and finding themselves in the same cab Mir Dins- more and Mrs. Bradshaw discovered the mistake by the time the driver had travelled a block. The vehicle was or dered to set them down on Maple ave- nue, and they had been waiting there half an hour when the others drove up. Meanwhile they had been talking
 "Oh. so you are MT. Dinsmore?" re- peated Mrs. Bradshaw. 1 have heard of your wife"
 "Yes?"
 "She goes into society good deal"
 "Yes," was the reply, accompanied by long drawn sigh.
 That sigh caught Mrs. Bradshaw She was a sympathetic woman by na- ture, and she had just witnessed an emotional play and was more sympa- thetic than usual. Besides, she had heard about Mrs. Dinsmore's extrava- gance. Therefore, weakkneed and hum- ble minded as she was in the presence of the Overshadowing Mir. Bradshaw, she plucked up courage to say:
 "Mr. Dinsmore 1 am very, very sorry for you, but yet 1t is our own fault in way"
 "Just what do you refer to?"
 ''To your wife, of course. Why don't you stand right up and tell her she can't have this and that? She may have temper, but firmness would con- Quer that. She may threaten divorce, but pay no attention to that That is woman's bluff don't think it too late to begin now. but you have got to make up your mind to be firm"
 ''I sec" said Mir. Dinsmore, who hadn't interrupted her speech by rais- ing so much as q finger. Mrs. Brad shaw, it happens. queerly enough, that I also know something about your family matters. You are a servile, su- pine wife. You don't dare to call your soul your own, You are bossed and bulldozed. Your husband makes you efface yourself like q servant. While he belongs to three or four expensive clubs, buys the best wines and cigars and has an auto for his special ben- eft. you are squeezing the pennies and dreading the gas bills. Why do you do it? Why don't you get up and- as- sert yourself?"
 Mrs. Bradshaw was gasping for breath when the other vehicle drove up, and the four saluted each other. After a moment the men stepped aside a bit to explain to each other how the mistake must have come about, and their wives did the same, having been introduced.
 "Dinsnore," whispered Bradshaw, "your wife has given me an internal wigging."