The Cairo bulletin., 1911-09-23
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himself. But he could not think what
he had done to produce the gathering
storm.
L They had been in the park and
there had enjoyed themselves like
couple OF children playing truant.
| Everything had been merry until just.
before they took the car for home.
Then Mrs. Joyce had suddenly froze
| up. Joyce had made numerous efforts
to thaw her out, but he had met with
no encouraging signs of success. He
decided to try again.
You don't know how much prettier
you are when you SMILE he said with
a labored attempt at joke.
Silence greeted this remark.
| do you know you have two deep
| wrinkles when you frown like that?'
he asked.
| A whitening glance was the only
acknowledgment of this remark.
I'll say make Ii you win say
up Joyce tried again
Mrs. Joyce gave not the slightest in
| dication that she meant to say up or
| anything else. Joyce surrendered and
went to reading an evening newspaper
which he drew from his pocket.
They rode several blocks with no
/ change In their attitude. Then Mrs.
Joyce glancing out of the window on
4 belt ca In t
| IDENTIFY stealing look at her husband.
was dumfounded to find him deeply
immersed in bis newspaper, That he
should calmly read when she was
! angry and had refused to become
reconciled was an unheard Of thing In
their lives. IuGid not reduce her orig
inal disp'easure any degree.
She stood It SIS long as she could,
then sh. burst out Il wish you would
net sprawl all over the seat that
way"
"Eh?" said Joyce. who was not as
deeply interested in what he was
reading as casual observer might
have imagined.
Il said | wish you would sit up In
your seat and not crowd me so. Mrs,
Joyces voice IVES as cool and tinklng
as ice
Joyce moved over and gave her
half of his third of the seat Then she
exclaimed: Its the last time III
come to the park with YOU staring al
strange women as you were and hu
initiating me-"
| Doing WHAT" asked Joyce, genu
inely surprised
Now, that's right; pretend yot
don't know what | mean. You know
you stared at that blonde woman Fl
blue till she grinned right In my
facet"
I Esther, what in the name of Moses
are you talking about"
| "Oh, you know as we'll as do
responded Mrs Joyce.
Il certainly do not. But IL yot
tb nix ! was staring or even looking
at some other woman you are mucl
mistaken" Joyce knew from experl
ence just the kind of time he woult
have If this thing was allowed to rur
on.
Louis Joyce. do you mean to tel
me that you did not stare at that fa
blonde with the blue hobble and the
French heeled pumps and the low
neck that she ought to be ashamed
to wear even in ballroom? Now
don't tell me you did not see her, fol
| saw you looking right at her"
Joyce had seen her and she die
| not exactly fit his wife's description
but he felt that he must settle this
matter af once,
ooh" he said DO you mean tha
fat. red-headed woman with the three
chins and the duck waddle? OF course
saw her, but never thought yol
would accuse me of staring at a
/ woman like that Gee whites! "A
fellow couldn't any more help seeing
her than he could the elSphant In s
circus parade. Take 1t from me,
have no desire TO stare at other WON
en- when ! have the prettlest little
woman in the park right beside me
why. Esther, you really wound mi
I,eornetimes, IL hardly know what t
say"
"Well.' said Mrs. Joyce, on the de
| fensiye she thought 20 were look
ing at her and that kind of woma,
always thinks she can get aA7 man.
admiration
"she does, does she? Wen. She
got several more thinks! hay
right here little woman that ha
ali The blondes from here to Helen,
faded 10 frazzle." Joyce beame'
| on his wife.
Mrs. Joyce smiled and pulled he
skins closer to her as she said:
wish you wouldn't sit SO far out 4
the aisle. You look awfully uncon
Portable t6at way" w.,
Several days later Joyce was hole
ing forth enthusiastically about
! dress and hat he had seen worn
such a fine looking woman. He sal
she looked stunning, but he coudn
hIst remember where he had see
her.
What was the dress like?" aske
Mrs Joyce.
why, the dress was some kind Q
soft blue stuff, close fitting, with yer
short sleeves and low neck An
I the hat was some kind OF blue stra,
| i'm endlnn Of faafhar On IL and