Connecticut western news., 1910-03-31
Her Peace Offering A Story Showing That Women Are Not All Alike. By PETER c. TRASK. Copyright. 1910. by American Press
 Association.

ing his heavy driving gloves into the latter. 'Tll be hanged if l go out again tonight if I'm called by q multi millionaire"
 "Oh, Joe, Pm so glad. You look aw- fully tired. and just think how long 1t is since we've had quiet evening to- gether"
 Right you are. Pol. I'll get on my velveteen jacket, put on my easy shoes. sit down before these blazing logs with you beside me. and we'll have a real old fashioned evening-like our court ing days, eh, sweetheart?" I He tweaked her ear and gave her a kiss.
 Wont 1t be nice? You can sit in the big chair right before the flame, while l 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 a muscle in his left leg when getting out of his auto. i slipping on q 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 ] n ch 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 courting 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 1t was." he said gallantly.
 They sat chatting for awhile, but the topics they talked about as lovers did not seem to rise up with the sponta- neity of former days. There were long gaps in the conversation. The doctor yawned.
 we don't need to talk all the while" she said drowsily. Remember what a chatter we used to keep up?"
 "I wonder how we did it."
 "Did 1t! We didn't do it. It did it. self"
 There was a Hull. during which the, doctors eyes closed. and he was be- ginning to draw the heavy breath of 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 gristleT'
 "Yes, dear. but my arm is cramped. 1 If you'll raise a bit I'll move it."
 He moved the arm and was sinking again to a snooze when the telephone bell rang.
 "I;l go," said Mrs. Bemerton. start ing up.
 "No: you wouldn't understand" And the doctor went to the telephone
 "Yes; I'm pr. Bemerton."
 Reply.
 'Tm pretty tired"
 Reply.
 "Is he?"
 Reply.
 Suffering muchT'
 Reply.
 "Well, suppose I'll have to go"
 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 l you refuse"
 "How could I? If you were suffer- ing and called for physician to re- lieve you and he declined to go. what would you think of him?'
 "Wen. suppose 1t can't be helped Will you rider"
 "No: it's not far. I'll walk
 She helped the poor man on with his overcoat. He gave her a parting kiss and as he went out said:
 If I'm 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 cold night to incur more responsibility. She was prac- tical woman and had discovered very soon that the return to courting days would not be a success. She was not therefore disturbed at the interruption on that account. Indeed. she was re- | lieved.
 As soon as the front door closed be- | hind him Dr. Bemerton hastened his steps. A few blocks away was his club, and thither he went. Leaving his overcoat at the coat room, he went into the cafe and there found Drs. | Nichols and Gilson. who hailed his en- | trance with shouts of satisfaction.
 What did you mean," exclaimed Bemerton to Nichols, with mock sever ity. "by telling me that the patient was suffering and I must come at once to relieve him?"