El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-07-11

strike a match and heat it. Here, give
me the match and hold the plaster"
Mr.. Job jumped and clasped his hand
TO his head.
Now, what is it,"
THE sulphur flew off and burned
me. Excuse me, my dear, but it's
rather painful"
You make such a fuss about little
things" said the lady Now you are
going to look a pretty sight with that
strip of plaster all down the side OF
your face. Everybody will think
you've been in some disgraceful quar-
rel But you don't care
I'm sorry said Mr.. Job, penftently,
as he started back for the bathroom.
Mrs. Job was putting on her kinomo
when she heard gentle but persistent
humping on the bathroom door and
her husbands voice calling her
We'll" she responded tartly
I'm sorry to trouble you, my love
but I've pushed the handle of the door
OUT said Mr.. Job. ct can't open It,
If you would be so good"
AIRS. Job picked up the handle that
had fallen in the passage and tried to
replace it. TT won't go through she
called. What's the matter with it?"
In Bad Again.
IL eAA6A0 10 a PlCCC VI MY ud1l
file" replied Mr.. Job. ST tried to open
it with my nail file and it snapped off
II you'll push hard think it will come
out on this side"
1T seems to me as il you might
have had a little patience" said his
wife. rs it the nail file with the silver
handle-out of your set?"
yes" confessed the man but 1t
doesn't matter" he added, soothingly
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only matter of a few dollars, and
what are a few dollars when you've
money to throw away. Therei Why
didn't you call me at first7"
Il hated TO disturb you, dear" ex-
planned Mr.. Job. as he emerged.
He proceeded with his toilet In tying
his shoes he broke a. lace but he used
the end to make temporary fastening,
without remark, but presently he began
to remove his garments as unobtru-
sively as possible His wife's face
looked at him from the mirror.
There's something sticking into me-"
he said, timidly.
you imagine it." she snapped
You're going to be late for breakfast
and miss your train"
TT feels like a needle" remarked
Mr.. Job, apologetically.
I suppose / left it in when mended
the shirt" said the lady, as the correct
ness OF the surmise was demonstrated.
why don't you look at your things be-
fore you put them on? You make your
self more troubled Well, I'll go down
and tell Bertha to keep your breakfast
warm for you. I suppose you'll be
ready in an hour or So"
I'll be there in a minute" said Mr..
Job
He was, within a second or two. I'm
afraid I won't have time for more than
cup Of coffee. my dear" he said.
Please ask her to hurry it in, and did
you see the paper. I Just wanted to
take a look at the market"
More Trouble.
It's soaked with rain" said Mrs.
Job IF you had hurried instead of
dillydallying-Y tearing it, And
now what's wrong?"
Nothing wrong. dearest" he an
swered. Copper has fallen a little.
that's all. It isn't great loss, If the
worst comes to worst"
"Of course you bought for a rise"
the lady sneered. IF didn't have any
better judgment-Here's your coffee.
Mercy! What-are-you- doingT
It's boiling said Mr. Job. his napkin
at his mouth. "Pve scalded my throat
Well, must be Off Thanks, but I can't
umbrella?"
You might have known 1t would be
hot, said Mrs. Job. following him into
the hall. II let Mrs. Dean take your
umbrella last night as 1t looked like
rain. If you would keep two or three
umbrellas IN the hbuse and not depend
on just one that yeu are always forget
ting and leaving somewhere-'
7 dare say 1 won't get very wet"
sighed Mr.. Job. Goodbye, dear"
Here's little Eliphaz wants to say
goodbye. said Mrs. Job as a small
figure came running down the stairs.
That Was Too Much.
Mr.. Job waited. In the instant of
the ensuing embrace he muffled
shrek and detached the little clinging
arms from his neck. "Papa's boilsr'
he said.
you'll stifle that child's affection"
warned Mrs. Job. but her husband was
already flying down the street toward.
the station. He was two blocks away,
from 1t when his train slid in. and half
a block away when 1t slid out again.
Darni" said Mr.. Job.
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