The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1910-04-19
| Her Peace
Offering
A Story Showing That Women
Are Not All Alike.
BY PETER G. TRASK.
Copyright. 1910, by American Press
Association.

MY dear" said DR.. Joe Bemerton
as he threw off his coat and hat, toss.
ing his heavy driving gloves into the
latter, ''Pll be hanged if | go out
again tonight if Pm called by a multi
millionaire"
"Oh, Joe. I'm so glad! You look aw-
fully tired, and just think how long 1t
is since we've had a quiet evening to-
gether."
Right you are, Pol. I'll get on my
| velyeteen jacket, put on my easy shoes,
sit down before these blazing logs with
you beside me, and we'll have real
old fashioned evening-like our court
ing days. eh, sweetheart
He tweaked her ear and gave her a
kiss
won't 1t be nice? You can sit in
the big chair right before the fame.
while | sit in my little working rocker
beside you and darn the stockings"
"Oh, no; don't darn stockings! You
didn't darn stockings in those days"
AS soon as dinner was over the doc
tor pulled the big chair up to the fire.
place and drew his wife down on his
! knee. She had weighed hundred
pounds when they courted. Now she
weighed a hundred and fifty. Bemer-
ton had had several obstinate cases
during the day and was tired. 1t
wasn't FIVE minutes before he remark
ed that he had strained muscle in his
left leg when getting out of his auto.
slipping on a bit of ice. He thought
that they'd better sit side by side. So
Mrs. Bemerton got off his knee and
with an effort succeeded in squeezing
in beside him. If she had gained fifty
pounds he had gained more, so that
instead of the aggregate bulk of 215
pounds between the two arms Of the
chair, as in their counting days. there
were now $50 However. they man.
aged to wedge themselves in, and Mrs.
Bemerton leaned back on her hus-
bands arm.
"Just as nice as ever it was,' he
said CALAMITY.
They sat chatting for awhile, but the
topics they talked about as lovers did
not seem rise up with the sponta-
uClll VI 1Ol iuc1 nClC WCAC lOne
gaps in the conversation. The doctor
yawned.
1--WE don't need to talk all the WHILE >
she said drowsily. Remember what
clatter we used to keep upT'
81 wonder how we did it."
did it! We didn't do it. 1t did it.
SELF
There was lull. during which the
doctors eyes closed. and he was be-
ginning to draw the heavy breath
slumber when his wife started in
anew.
do you know. Joe," she said. that
wretched butcher sent in the most
abominable steak this morning-all
bone and gristleY
eyes. dear. but my arm is cramped
If you'll raise bit I'll move it,
He moved the arm and was sinking
again to a snooZe when the telephone
bell rang.
"I'll CO." said Mrs Bemerton. start
ing up.
mo; you wouldn't understand"
And the doctor went to the telephone
Eyes; I'm DR.. Bemerton."
Reply.
"I'm pretty tired"
Reply.
ais he?"
Reply.
Suffering muchY'
Reply.
'Well, suppose I'll have to 60"
Mrs. Bemerton. who was listening
sighed. The doctor came back into
the room the picture of woe
Now. Joe. you said you wouldn't GO
out again tonight for a millionaire.
You're tired out. In another moment
you'd have been asleep. Why didn't
you refuseH
How could I? If you were suffer
ing and called for a physician to re-
lieve you and he declined to go, what
would you think Of him?''
''Well, I suppose it can't be helped
VIII you rider"
mo; it's not far. I'll walk"
She helpe.i the poor man on with his
overcoat. He gave her Il parting kiss
and as he went out said:
If Pm going to be delayed I'll tele-
phone you, and you're not to sit up,
but go to bed like a DEAR good little
woman, and I'll come in without dis
turbing you and sleep in my own
room. Ta-ta, sweetheart"
Mrs. Bemerton's regret was that her
liege lord must go out after a hard
days work into a cold night to incur
more responsibility. She was prac-
teal woman and had discovered very
soon that the return to counting days
would not be q success. She was not