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and a hand valise. a folding card table. five hatboxes. two favorlte easy chairs and Mrs. J.'s sewing machine. In all, a nifty little load for such q ramshackle. one-hoss shay.
 But Mir. J. had been thorough in his preparations-yes' that he had! ID- deed. he quite took Mrs. Justwed's breath away when. without any prompting. he got a long piece of rope and a dozen old newspapers and tied up the machine so that the drawers could not slide out in moving DOT the top be scratched He treated the chairs and the table in the same workmanlike fashion. And. more over, he actually locked and strapped the trunk without so much as a single "demmit.' though once, when the buckle slipped there was a suspicious exhalation that might have been construed as a half suppressed darn itr' All of which was. naturally, mighty fine for Mir. J.
 As for Mrs. Justwed. why he wouldn't let her do a single, solitary thing. When she intimated that he could scarcely be expected to pack a trunk he informed her with dignity that this hocus-pocus idea about a man not being able to
  right then and there Refusing assist Once of any sort. he started right In to pack-wbich he did securely-Oh. sin yes. indeed very securely.
 Mrs. J. fairly gasped. her heart in her throat. as she saw himsy little waists being stuffed down one side of the trunk right next to pair of shoes! Homer dear was all for crowding one of her hats Into the big trunk. too Her quick wit alone saved 1t. She pointed to the hat boxes and asked what in the world they were meant for If not for hats That seemed to clinch it-though NIT. J. more than once cast side glances at the hat as much as 10 say. "Wen, couid have squeezed you In too, kiddo. If you hadn't had your own box
 As the creaking. webbing old wagon turned out Of the roadway Mrs. J. breathed q sigh of relief.
 Now, there you are. Blossom. said MT | quite superiory, its all off. and without any fuss. either! Guess we'd better have luncheon aud then say good by to Mrs. Suburbanite and the few boarders with whom you are still on speaking terms."
 Whereupon Mrs. !ustwed. ignoring the latter part of Mir. Us remark, betook herself to the dining room to begin say ing farewell to her friends. and, If pos sible. get in a few mouthfuls Of luncheon between words. 30 to speak.
 At quarter past four o'clock that after noon the wagon appeared in the street befort the Justwed apartment The horse seemed to regard the city streets as long lost friends, and the man had evidently been celebrating his safe return 10 town. He insisted that four dollars was g most reasonable price for such long journey Rather than have him take all the pictures off the wall as he passed with the sewing machine on his shoulders Mir J. handed over the coin and hustled him ont of Inc apartment
 -Four dollarsr exclaimed Mrs. J. Why, that's absurd, I. should think any ono could move expeditiously-o four dollars. And such a little wagonload, toOi'
 But MT. J. refused to argue the mat ter then. Instead he returned wearily to his task in the living room. From two o'clock until the arrival of the wagon he had been doing real homework. Umhuh-taking pictures down of the wall and dusting them with O dampeued cloth. unwrapping the summer coverings on the furniture and going over each piece with furniture polish. wiping of the woodwork-and all like that-yes' m. regular SIG per month housework.
 When the wagon arrived he was in the