Kingsbury County independent. (DeSmet, Kingsbury County, S.D.) 1894-1929, 1910-04-08

But you've had a new mouthpiece
n a new stem and now a new bowl
will make ii all new"
Nonsense / exclaimed. that pipe,
has already had three bowls. Those
shattered parts arc JUS. IKE the shat
tered illusions of matrimony, that we
lop off and replace with the quiet joys
of common sense"
Polly looked thoughtfully at the brok-
en- heap.
Now she said softly, II suppose
you'll have to take to cigars again, I'M
til that pipe is mended.'
/ looked furtively at the package tied
in the red string, but drew my eyes
quickly away as Polly lifted hers.
My dear" l remarked virtuously, 1T
requires more than one honeymoon
quarrel to drive a man back to flirta-
tions-and it requires more than n
broken BOWL to drive a confirmed pipe
smoker back TO rolled tobacco"
Polly leaned over n retied the red
string with a face as rosy as the ribbon
itself.
And yet" she sighed, look at the
married men who do smoke cigars all
| their lives"
Il WILL" / replied, but don't you dare
married men, Polly. They ere just
legally yoked. Besides they haven't
| you-'
Nor a meerschaum," quickly inter-
posed Polly.
Nor logged persistence"
Nor common sense joys with which
to replace the Topped off illusions"
Nor the art of coloring-or loving"
Nor the power of approaching a
particular woman!"
And sometimes, Polly l finished
thoughtfully, they try to enjoy a pipe
before they have really smoked a suffi-
cient number of cigars and they cannot
succeed. 1t takes a long apprentice
ship at tobacco and a lot of trials be-
! fore one can really learn to appreciate
a pipe. And ii takes a long youth full
of hirtations and love affairs to fit one
to appreciate the love of one woman.
Tobacco and love and olives are &C
quired tastes. ones first olive Is Bit
ter, ones first smoke makes one sick
and ones first owe affair makes one
unhappy. A man must eat nine olives,
smoke nine cigarets and love nine
Women
Polly jumped up quickly and tugged
at the strings of her bonnet.
And forget them ALL" h cried
warningly, otherwise he will acquire
the cigaret habit or the love aking
maitland then no pipe and no wife
in the world will satisfy him." and she
flung her hat onto a chair dramatically
and stopped to pick up something on
the floor.
What are you doing, Polly?" l in
CURED. Don't bother about that mess
I'll clean ii up"
Polly rose with a mixture Of meer-
schaum bowl and ashes in her hands
and fire in her eyes.
Mess" she reiterated. "Dou you
mean to say that you care no more for
that beautiful broken pipe than to call
1t a mess"
Il have forgotten it, Polly" l re-
joined; Just as l shall forget this lit
tie argument. What are you going to
do with that piece of crockery?" Polly
was carefully polishing a bit of brown
meerschaum.
I'm going to put it away" she said
gently, with your love letters and
and-other things"
l reached over and caught the hand
that held the broken pipe.
"Polly-Polly, sweetheart" / said
softly, trying to unroll the resisting
fingers.
"Don't-oh, don't" cried Polly.
What have o got In those fin
gers?" l demanded.
''N-nothing," said Polly in confu-
sion.
You have!" 1 declared, and straight
ening them out one by one, l revealed
the stem and mouthpiece Of my shat
tered meerschaum lying in Polly's
palm.
what were you going to do with
that, Polly?" 1 asked gently.
Polly's eyes were glued to the ash
heap on the floor.
Were you going to keep that for a
souvenir, too?"
No" said Polly softly, Il was going
to buy--a BOWL to fit it."
Polly, darling" said l, unite the
string around that box and let me
smoke just one cigar-in honor of my
one sweetheart"
Never" cried Polly,
But o bought them for me-"
Il don't carC!"
And now" l declared, "Ill never
smoke a hateful pipe again!"
Polly caught the cigarbox up in her
arms and held it away from me.
Please, Jack, no." she cried, as 1
reached out for the package.
But, Polly, it's the one wish you've
wanted fulfilled ever since we've been
married. I'll go back to cigars now,
little girl. To hin of your doing
without that hat-to buy me these!"
Il don't care" cried Polly.
But they must have cost you SIS at
the very least"
They did," said Polly, but you can't
have them now!"
Just one, Polly" I pleaded as the
fragrant memories of my past Havanas
rose tantalizing to memory
Not one!" declared Polly.
But what on earth are you going to
do with them?" I demanded. q.
I'm going to take them down town
this very minute" said Polly replac-,
ing her hat and tying the strings be-
meath her chin. "And exchange them
for that new pipebowl!"
And wen Polly did not hear the half
triumphant, ha~lf-regretful sigh that
rose to my lips as-I kissed her, and
stopped to gather up the rest of my
shattered pipe. -
The Cautious Financier.
From the New Orleans States.