The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1911-07-06

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/ with the canary, frolicked with Fido
and even signed checks for Isabel like
an angel Isabel just hated to see all
| that good nature go to waste at such
an unearthly hour, for In the evening,
when she was In her gayest mood.
Henry was q tired business man
| who wanted to read his paper and play
solitaire. And between the two moods
stretched whole long day during
which they never met.
| One morning Isabel, from a front
window, watched Henry swinging
buoyantly along, self reliant, alive and
| perfectly groomed lookin: as IL he
,wned all out doors. He always walked
| to the office for exercise.
The contrast was brought home
sharply to Isabel when she happened
to glance into a mirror. Henry would
| face the world in the bright morning
| light of Avenue, but Isabel with hast
| lily tossed up couture and kimona.
| would feel i'll at ease before the groc-
cry boy And that was the picture
Henry would carry Of her through the
day!
"It must be awfully nice walking
down to business In the morning." OBJ
served Isabel that evening at dinner.
Its great" declared Henry.
II think need more exercise" went
on Isabel land nice. fresh morning
dir
better come with me-" suggested
Henry. laughing. The idea Of Isabel
out early in the morning seemed to
strike him as an amusing impossibility.
But the next morning as Henry was
selecting a walking stick to match his
suit eyes. he was rather a fuss). Isa-
bel appeared trim and hated.
Good for you!" said Henry.
They swung down the quiet street
at a brisk gait and Isabel almost skip
ped with Joy.
1.-THE air seems to have been washed
and ironed," she said. why, it's like
the kind you get In the country"
Mr. Wysp had the pleased air OF
proprietorship Of one showing familiar
scenes to q stranger.
II love to see the houses wake up
he said. First, the window shades are
pulled up, like fluttering eyelids. and
then the front doors yawn open for
, fresh air. There's smart looking
houseman in a white Jacket fixing up
| the flower urns. D'you know, Isabel.
it's always been my ambition to some
| coat?"
This unexpected weakness of Henry's
| filed Isabel with admiration.
| What do you suppose they do be-
sides wear a white coat?" she asked.
why, water the window boxes and
urns and come out on the steps and
| look up and down the street-and wear
white coat" declared Henry con-
| clusively.
ours will have to beat the rugs
and wash windows" Isabels mind
was busy with other duties she would
| heap upon the white coated parsonage.
ooh. no." protested Henry. WED
send all that sort Of work out! You
mustn't even suggest such thing to
him."
II WON'T" said Isabel. giggling. But
anyway, we could have some window
boxes!"
| at like people who have window
boxes" said Henry Everyone who
passes gets the benefit Of them. Aren't
those white daisies and red geraniums
Just too jolly FOR anything"
"Everything is jolly" agreed Isabel.
| Look at the sun shining on that white
door. do wish had white door"
They now began to pass little shops
! where the windows were being trim
med up for the day.
How fresh and nice those vege-
| tables look" observed Isabel Now I
won't have to cudgel my brain and in
vent imaginary things to order when
the boy comes to take my order"
| AS they progressed in the shopping
| district where silk curtains We're being
drawn on the displays Of feminine
wares, Isabel's heart gave bound.
Here was the dream of her life come
| to pass. She had Henry in her power
at last! Never had she been able to
inveigle him into shop to help her Sc
lect anything hard to please as he was
critical OF what she wore.
"Oh, Henry, let's look In this window
| moment" she pleaded.
| Henry, first taking glance up and
down to the street and seeing ii pleas
Rntly deserted, allowed himself to be
meekly led up to a clever display of
hats. 1t was arranged with harmony
and the secret Of window trimming art
discretion. A few hats--but such
| hats.
| Now that's the kind OF hat YOU
ought to have, Isabel: That one with
the little, blue dofunnies on 1t. Get it!''
| Farther on, Henry Wysp succumbed
| to pattern in foulard silk. a necklace,
q rug, a Japanese screen, fancy hair
band and q vacuum cleaner. Isabel
had no intention OF getting them at
once" II would make the walk too ex-
pensive, but she triumphed because she
had brought Henry and these marvels