Connecticut western news., 1910-03-10
WHAT THEY NEEDED By HARRY VAN .AMBERG Copyright. 1910. by American Press
 Association.

Having occasion to see Gunter after office hours on al matter of business, went to his room. It was 9 o'clock, time when young people are supposed to be enjoying themselves in their evening amuSements and married peo- pie are sitting around the hearthstone or the big lamp on the center table reading, dOzing or listening to the chatter of the children going to bed.
 But Gunter-never before in my life have l lighted upon d more desolate situation for man in good health, prosperous and without any skeleton in his closet. He was sitting in an easy chair, looking at the wall. When 1 entered something of a change came over his face. He seemed pleased that any one should break the stiffness.
 Great heavens, Gunter!' l eXclaim- ed. What are you sitting here alone for?"
 Because I have no one to sit with me-"
 "Then why not go out?"
 eve been going out for years, and I'm tired of it.
 I stayed with Gunter all the even ing. The upshot of our talk other than business was this: I agreed to pilot him into something better than room with no one but himself i'll it. My cousin, Margaret Tucker, twenty-eight years old-Gunter was forty-was just as needful of something better than q single room as was Gunter. l told Gunter that he couldn't afford any longer to wait to fall in love. If he did he would likely pass the rest of his life in loneliness. If he married he couldn't be any worse Of than he was, and he might be a great deal better off. 1 used the same argument with Margaret. I vouched for her to Gun ter as being an excellent person and for Gunter to her to the same effect. I introduced them. Gunter made an expected proposal. It was accepted, and they were married.
 was shocked at what 1 had done. Suppose they didn't get on together. How would I feel at having tied them up in a knot they couldn't unloose without a lot of trouble? One day l saw Gunter coming toward me on the street. He looked glum. There Was no. side street between me and him for me to turn down, so l was obliged to face him. 1 nerved myself for the meeting and, assuming a lot of hearti- ness, ran up to him and, grabbing him by the hand, shook 1t warmly and said:
 How are you, old man? Happy as a clam, eh?
 There was no fervor in his affirma- tive response.
 "Come,"I went on; tell me how you and Mag are getting on."
 "Oh, we'd get on we'll enough, but there are certain things about women that rub man the wrong way"
 "Such as?"
 Well, Mag gives way to me ill cer- tain things l don't care anything about, but if anything of importance comes up between us she must have her own way"
 'Well?"
 'I wouldn't have you breathe it. say it in the strictest confidence. I'm thinking of q separation"
 Good gracious!"
 saw he was being ruflled and tried to soothe him. but it was of no avail. He declared that his wife had an ideal of a husband in her mind, and she was trying to make him over to conform to that ideal I left him, feeling that had not succeeded in comforting him and cursing my folly at having led him into matrimOny.
 Desiring to see Mag alone and ex- pecting that her husband would not go home at that time of day, 1 called on her.
 "Well, Mag" I said, "how goes mat rimony?"
 "Oh, matrimony's we'll enough! It's the man one marries that's the trou ble."
 "What's the matter"
 "My husband is unreasonable"
 About whatF'
 Well, he gives way to me in things that l don't care anything about, but if anything of importance comes up he's a perfect tyrant."
 1n thinking that GuuleF WOuluu SO home at that time of day I had made a mistake. While l was talking with Mag he came in. I was irritated at the way my plans for those l had wished to benefit had turned out and was in no mood to meet the two to- gether.
 "If you two people," said, insist on quarreling instead of enjoying the happiness that has come to you can't help it. did the best l knew how for both of you, but
 "Our affairs are none of your busi- ness," said Mag fiercely.
 Right you are," said her husband. "What right have you to come here and meddle?"
 "I meddle?"
 Seeing that if I remained where l was a minute longer there would be an explosion, crammed my hat down
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