The Cairo bulletin., 1911-09-22
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Now, joint" cried Mrs. Prill ii
| tones OF evaporation.
Prill continued removing his coat
Then he tossed 1t through the oper
| WINDOW from the screened porch int
the living room. Next he determined
~ shed his vest, his collar and his tie
and with relieved "Whew!" sanl
into the hammock.
you are perfectly maddeningl'
went on his wife when she had wit
messed his deed How can you"
Thud! Thud! Prilrs shoes hit the
porch floor as he kicked them of
Next he sighed with content.
III the McSloys should come now
tearfully began his wife.
Prill raised himself In the hammock
and spoke heatedly For four con.
secutive nights said he, II have sat
on my own front porch in starched
and melting agony, all for fear the
McSloys would call have worn a
coat that was constructed by a fiend.
ism tailor for arctic exploration
work and a vest that originally start.
ed out in life as mustard plaster. !
have endured the glare OF the lights
from within the house which you in.
sisted on keeping lighted SO the Nc
Sloys would know we were at home.
Il nave clicked to death up to a late
hour because you wouldn't make any
lemonade till you finally gave up hope
OF the McSloys for that evening. Now
I'm through!
Why, the dumb animals In the
parks are treated with more consider
alton by their keepers than have
been treated In my own homel"
! You might consider me a little!"
retorted his wife. You know perfect
ly we'll that Mrs. McSloy doesn't In
clude every one In her calling li.t,
and she Is on the membership commit.
tee OF that club | want to join. and
Mr.. McSloy runs out to the golf club
In his machine Saturdays. and 1t would
be splendid II he liked you and would
pick you up sometimes, and I should
think"
I know you would, Celia" inter
Irupted her emancipated husband In
languid content from the hammock.
II know just what you would think,
and am going to spare you the re-
cital, because the weather is far too
hot for you to exert yourself by talk
ing when you don't have to! I know
your every little thought. darling.
And somehow at this minute 1t would
mt make blthering bit OF difference
If King George himself in his cor.
onation robes and with his crown tuck
ed under his arm should walk up those
front steps, should rely on his com
mon sense as q man to understand
that nobody but a lunatic would keep
on his coat and the trimmings If he
didn't have tot"
Men" observed Mrs. Prill agitated-
ly, ARE the densest, stupidest, most
selfish things! II you knew how 1t
would make me feel II Mrs. McSloy
should catch you looking like this
you'd put on your coat and shoes and
collar at once! Mrs. McSloy always
looks as though she had come out of
q bandbox, and"
She can 60 right back into
bandbox for all of mel" persisted
Prill. airily. I'D have you understand
that I'm just as good as the McSloys!
And all their relations! This toady-
Ing makes me tired! Isn't this my
own house? Why should | have to
consult McSloy about my wearing ap-
parel? You'll be wanting me to tele-
phone him to ask whether shall
wear my blue pajamas or my pink
ones! II Mrs Mcsloy's delicate con-
can't stand the shock of see
ing a man without collar don't
think I'd bother about knowing her IL
were you"
Their first call, tool" mourned
prill. And first Impressions count
sol"
"Fudge" said Prill. You are the
slave of conventions"
john" Kissed his wife. as she
sprang to her feet There are the