The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1910-07-16
Had to do her own housework.

Honeymoon No. 8.
1t appears they were very happy Tor
time during this honeymoon. And
then the thirst for the wilds. the iis-
ards and the parrots seized Mr.. Reed.
He went off on hunting trips seeking
the company of the bear and the
rattler.
"one trip followed another" says
Mrs. Reed. Positively. I believe be
would rather have been Rugged by
bear than by me. And there was
all alone. I stood II as long as could.
and then once again, although loved
Howard dearly. l was forced to begin
suit for divorce"
He wrote mo a letter-'Tbe real.
deep. sacred love that sttll exists be-
tween us. that nothing has been able
to efface. Have we not proved our
love for one another7 Well. then,
let's stick by one another. for separe-
tion will never bring us either happi-
ness or even contentment.'
Cupid put one over the plate this
time. Again the Reeds were recon-
ciled They went back to Chicago.
Honeymoon No 4 struggled q bic
from the hrst.
"For a time we were alone" says
Mrs. Reed. when Mr. Reed was forced
to undergo an operation his mothsr
came. Then my trouble began. She
came at six o'clock In the morning and
stayed till nine at night. I demurred
and asked to have a little time with
my husband. He decided her half
million dollars worth of property. At
last we came out to his ranch at Ell
Centro.'"
Here enters the eggs. Mr.. Reed mad
numerous active and thrifty puiiets
They laid eggs indefatlgably.
what can we do with all these eggsy"
asked the continuous honeymooner FEM
inine.
"Sell 'em," replied the continuous
honeymooner masculine "And who. my
dear. so well adapted to that pursuit 40
your he c0ntinued-or something like
that. says Mrs. Reed.
SO Mrs Reed eschewed the garments
of the idle rich and buckled down to
work. st
She wanted a maid. she says. Her hu>-
band wouldn't let her have one. He
made her do the bousework. too What
a life for a society beauty! But tho
worst of It was in peddiing the hen
product She did It. she says. In a de-
livery wagon.
"what. madam" would exciaim Pasa-
dena Bill In chaps and spurs as the fair
peddler would approach him. a tender egg
thrust temptIngly out in her hand.
"what profanely described idiot made you
tbink-I wanted an egg. Next suppose
you'll be Offering me milk"
Nothing. says Mrs. Reed. could dis-
courage those hens. They kept right on
laying. and as long as they laid she
was expected to sell the fruit of their In
dustry. II got on her nerves dreadfuliy.
She couldn't see the use OF II when her
husband was worth couple of millions.
and she had enough of her own money TO
live m New York II she wanted to. But
still the eggs kept rolling and stili she
chlrruped 10 the delivery wagon broncos
and tried to keep up with their activity.
Mr.. Reed in the meantime went hunting.
Mrs Reeds WEAKNESS Increased so that
she decided to go to Los Angeles for .
rest.
Harold kissed me good-by on the
train," she says. "and then went right
off 10 his attorney to prepare the
papers for divorce. Did you ever hear
OF such a thingl or course. I Intended
TO start divorce myself again. but All
/ could do after that was to start 3
cross action. didn't know a thing
about II intil Ave days after when
was served with papers. At frst I de-
cided not to answer. and then I feitf
ought to justify myself. When make
my full answer II will be a story OF too
much hunting. too much mother in law
and too much value placed on the dol
lar. and too. far too many eggs"
"My answer shows too much quarrei-
someness. too big a bump of COM
bativeness. says Mr.. Reed.
81 wouldn't have minded driving to
Imperial and exchanging those eggs for
provisions" says Mrs, Reed. but my
husbands fondness for the desert. the
: charm OF the chase. was too much
for me-"