Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-12-25
The Most RevengefuI Woman
and Her Deridefu| Spouse

"HE most revengeful ornament to her
sex in the civilized world is born.
= and-raised-in- Georgetown woman.
Some years ago she had to "go on a milk
diet as the grisly phrase hath 1t. Her
medical man ordered. There was no
way out of it. She was very fond Of food,
too-regular food. But it was that very
fondness for regular food which made 1t
necessary for her to go on the milk diet
for while, and so she did,
Her husband sat and stood by while
she was On the milk diet. and croaked.
EIe told her her milk diet business was
the height Of fooeyness, as it were: that
she was permitting the doctor person to
kid her; that good food. and a HUN lot of
if. was the only cure for dyspepsia; that
she was unnecessarily furnishing herself
and many other croaks of that and a
similar character.
In addition to this. he sat right along
side of her at the table and partook
deliriously of glorious cooked foods
steamy. hot. delightfully."- seasoned foods
while she had to sit there and sip her
milk. She said naught. 1t is likely that
did she say.
After a month or so of the milk diet
thing she found herself restored, and
gradually. by the doctors permission,
been at the regular food with great 1usto
and relish ever since.
y.
However, about a month ago her de-
rideful spouse went good deal to the bad
as to his internal mec. anism, and the
sage and somewhat overchirky family
doctor who sat at his bedside and talked
about what the ball clubs going to do
next year promptly told the derideful one
that he was going to go on a milk diet
Immediately or suffer the consequences
said consequences being probable gastric
ulcer. peritonitis. gastritis, colitis, car
cinoma and many other CHEEKY little
things like that. The man growled very
! loudly; but the pain in the exact center OF
his diaphragm was so keen and boisterous
that there was nothing else for him to do
but to promise that he'd go on the milk
diet.
He didn't notice that while he was max
ing the promise the eyes of his revengeful
wife were sparkling and dilating and ex-
pressing many subdued and long-pent-up
things.
And SO he went on the milk diet His
wife told him that it was the purest non
sense: that she was ashamed of him for
being so mentally weak and vacuous as to
admit that there ever existed any neces
sity for anybody to diet; that the dieting
thing was all imagination; that the only
proper way to cure wornOut or over
worked stomach was to eat. eat, eat, and
then partake Of additional eats.
He glared at her over his glass of milk
and muttered hoarsely in his throat But
she had him pinned and penned, and that
was all he could do. For he remembered
had been on the tactical diet.
He's still on the diet, being slow to
mend. He's excessively hungry most OF
| the time, as folks on milk diets are more
lncc hA. 1,,t he
only because the doctor says he can't, but
I because anything he eats more substan-
| tial than milk comes perilously close to
numbering him a little later on. Still he
goes about wolfshly hungry.
| Friend Wife. the revengefullest woman
ever born in Georgetown or anywhere
else. continues to eat right heartily. how
ever: OF course. I'm his presence, at the
| table. while he is slipping the despised
| milk.
| At breakfast, very often, while he il in
| haling the soggy. cold. non-stimulative
milk, she has the cutest imaginable mess
| of fine savory, spicy country sausage
stacked up on her plate, and buckwheat
| cakes ad lib. to garnish the dish-buck-
wheat cakes with pure maple sirup sent
by some friends living up in Vermont.
And then couple of large cups of rich
fragrant coffee. with some nifty orange
| marmalade to top off with
| He sits there and watches her partake
| of and imbibe these things with the ex-
preston of a trapped coyote. But he re-
members the days of his derision of her
milk diet, and, being afraid Of a come
back. nary a word can he say. All he can
do is TO lap up milk.
At luncheon she has a large Delmonico
| steak, garnished with mushroom or
| mayhap even the lowly but aromatic
| fried onion on the plate in front of her,
and he sits there and glares over his
milk and she sort O. huns blitheiy to
| herself and eats and eats and eats.
| Very frequently at tea Of evenings she
| has ten or fifteen waff1es. brought up
smoking hot by the grinning black maid
1 waffies smothered In butter and the afore-
| said maple strip. and she sits there and
| smothers the waffles AMI looks sort O. far
:, offish as she slants him out of the corner
of her eye scowling at his glass of milk
/ She confidently expects that sooner or
later he will kick ever the traces, and
later, perhaps. kick over the table. But
she is playing out the string of revenge
fulness, and enjoying herself keenly even
though she is sitting in the shadow of a
tragedy.