Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-10-01
A PROBLEM OF THE FUTURE


Bulstgole. pursuing up his thin lips The
thing Is preposter0ns. 1t eanfot 70 on
much longer. II is becoming a problem
Of the future steps win haze 70 be
taken before many years are past
He folded his morning paper and laid
IL yiciousIy aside.
Mrs. BuIstrode glanced ct him orer
the coffee uT1l.
They talk Of old-aae pensions said
Mr. Bulstrode acrimoniously They
propose to give FIVE shillings a week TO
an those who are unit for work, and
they call It productive expenditure And
yet they expect women and Young
women. TOTO undertake the response
bIities Of marriage. and the bringing up
Of children without any remuneration
whatever. It's absurd
AIRS. Bulstrode PAT her hand 10 her
cap. a letter lay unopened beside her
plate; and she knew By the handwriting
that it was from her son john who lived
in rooms farther towards the center d
London in order to be near his work.
i don't quite understand. dear. She
said soothingly. Do you mean that
women ought TO be paid for getting
married.
That = said A{r. Bulstrode warmly
is precisely what / do mean. Women
should most certainly be paid for it.
But, nay dear" suggested Mrs. BuI.
strobe, wouldn't it be rather waste
OF money to pay them for what they
90 on doing for nothing"
Maria snapped Mr.. Bulstrode.
don't be fool"
His wife recognized the cadence that
usually terminated her husbands argu
ments and. without comment. took mp
her sons letter. She paused, a. she
opened the envelope, to listen as Mr..
Bulstrode commenced again.
Il would give every woman who mar
ried," he said impressively. ten shil-
liHgs week as a pension"
Mrs Bulstrode waited a moment: but
as it appeared that her husband had
really finished, she gave a little sigh Of
relief and opened her letter. As she
read it. her sigh of relief was followed by
gasp Of dismay.
"0h, Ephraim" size cried 0h Eph-
RAIN and so sat with parted lips and
eyes that stared at the pape-
"What is it - asked Mr. Bulstrode
Its joint" she cried He's think
ing Of getting married"
/ Mr. Bulstrode elevated his bushy gray
eyebrows
aThe deuce he is.'' he remarked.
That's serious. Maria
I'm afraid it f. she answered lie
writes that he cannot take the step If
| contemplates without informing as He
would have told as before. but feared
that we might disapprove. Nothing, he
says, can change his determination Oh.
deari'
who's the woman" asked Mr.. Bull
strobe gruffly.
That's the terrible part of If" replied
his wife. She's Miss Hetty Price. a.
barmaid at some public house at Eal-
| ing, the Pigeons Rest / think it is. He
saws that they are to be married at a
| registrars Office tomorrow"
| "T1et me see" said Mr.. Bulstrode He
reached forward and snatched the letter
| from his wife's outstretehed fingers.
| With quick, corrugated glances. he
scanned its pages Then he crumpled it
| in his hand
This he said deeisively. "must be
| put stop to-"
Il shall see John this morning" he
said after a pause, "and talk it over
with him. If | find him deaf to reason
shall see the Young woman and try
what can be done with her. The thing
can't be allowed to 90 on.
| In pursuance of this determination, he
took his way to the bank where ms son
was employed. lie found the young mar
obdurate.
Checked. but not checkmated Mr.
Bulstrode took the train TO Ealing. It
was with considerable distate that he
entered the bar and surveyed the young
lady who served behind 1T. As a CONVEX
sational gambit, he ordered glass o.
port. Miss Hetty Price was a plump
| good looking damsel with a mass OF
fair hair and deeeptively childish blue
Ieyes.
"Ahem!" he said. after pause
You're a very pretty girl. my dear
Have YOU been here long,"
Miss Price stopped in her polishing OF
glass and surveyed him with slightly
lifted eyebrows. Then she giggled
You're very funny old man." she
+
swer impertinent questions But don't
mind telling you ] shan't be here mucl
longer"
Going to be married. perhaps" said
Mr.. Bulstrode, snatching at the chance
*of introducing the subject.
Guessed it first time she said
brightly, I'm going To be married TO,
morrow
.Let me offer my congratulations
said Mr. Bulstrodo, assembling May
ask the gentleman's names"
You may ask, but I'm not sure that
shall answer" said Miss Price, pout,
ing. Not until know what business il
lis of yours, at any rate"
Call it friendly interest. -
said Mir. Bulstrode. Juggling at his wills
Ikers Il only wished to know who was
going to be lucky enough to get sucl q
pretty girl
'.Now you're talking!" she said pleas
lantly. Il shan't tell you his name all
the same But here's his photograph
| Mr. R,,tsfrode ayed a. the featuraS a,