The daily tribune., 1909-02-22

Jonesey Is not an analyst: II gives her
headache to think. 30 she accepts
Jopesey at his own valuation and be-
Iieves that he is about the grandest
thing that ever got off a street car
II you should tell her that Jonesey
is thoroughly selfish and mean she
would not believe you. but she would
hate you to the end Of hor life, That's
the kind of a little woman Mrs,
Jonesey is. and we will all agree that
she is three times too good for him.
But this has nothing to do with the
new hat.
Jonesey had been putting her on,
waiting for the summer hats to come
down in price. A few days ago he
saw few signs in the windows stat
Ing that all trimmed hats were cut in
two, SO he rang the telephone and
asked Mrs. Jonesey to como down to
the office. The time was ripe for that
new hat.
Mrs. Jonesey was all In nutter:
she told Jonesey that he was too dear
for anything, and Jonesey said:
There! There!" and led the way to
one of the cut-in-two establishments.
He figured to spend all of six dollars
on hat; you ought to get pretty
nifty hat for six dollars with the
summer season half gone.
Mr.. and Mrs. Jonesey were met at
the door of the millinery place by a
bewitching little hourl with brown
eyes. Jonesey always did like brown
eyes. Mrs. Joneseys eyes are pale
blue-the washed-out kind.
Before Jonesey knew 1t, the table
was covered with hats-big fuzzy
ones, little nat ones and twostory af-
fairs with crinkled brims. Mrs.
Jonesey held her breath as she tried
them on, for she was afraid to ask
the price.
This is most becomhg-don't you
think so?" The brown-eyed houri ap-
pealed to Jonesey. Il think that gen.
tlemen have such good taste in mat
ters OF this kind-some gentlemen.
Now there are some who do not care
what sort of hat their wife wears,
but / saw at once that you were not
that kind Of man."
The brown-eyed houri ratified on as
she went from one hat to the other. At
last she picked out two--a blue one
and black one. Jonesey was In a
trance. When appealed to. he agreed
with the little saleslady that the two
hats were the pick of the entire stock
and both SO becoming.
at is very hard to make choice"
said the brown-eyed lady. (which do
you like best?" And she bent her soft
searchlights full on the perspiring
Jonesey.
''Take 'em both!" he blurted out.
Mrs. Jonesey gasped.
20, mol" she said. Il don't"
Wrap 'em up!" said Jonesey.
The brown-eyed houri gave Jonesey
a dazzling smile and while under Its
influence he learned that the black one
was SIS and the blue me s12
Jonesey took out his pocket book.
without word, but his ears grew red.
Then he led the way into the street.
Mrs. Jonesey was afraid to look at
him. They walked for two blocks be-
fore Jonesey broke the silence.
You worked me pretty slick" said
he grimly. you didn't need any two
hats. Why didn't you say so?'
Then he told her that he would not
be home to dinner and Mrs, Jonesey
took the street car alone. When she
reached her room she had good cry.
Jonesey figures that his wife owes
him s27. He will collect 1t, too. Mrs
Jonesey wants to apologize. but does
not know how. and all her pleasure in
the new hats is gone. She is afraid
to wear one of them.
But II you should call for the good
husbands and fathers. Jonesey would
be the first man on his feet.
Funny world, isn't it7'