The Alaska citizen., 1911-10-02

can understand JlH "llSOH uhfriendly attitude" said Henry Wysp. He used to be one of our best customers and now"
 It's his wife's doing" said Isabel, with tightening lips.
 "Nonsense!" deprecated Henry Men don't allow their wives preju dices 10 interfere in business mat ters"
 Don't they?" sniffed Isabel
 Have you and Mrs. Wilson had any serbJs falling out'" asked Henry.
 Nothing specific" Isabel replied
 Then why shouldn't you get to be friends" suggested Henry. Both coming from the same town and-'
 That's just it." interrupted Isa- bel. T suppose you have mans point of view about that. You men from the same town or state have a we veg gOt-tostand-together feeling for each other. You organize societies and hold annual dinners and make funny speeches with friendly swipes at each others humble beginnings and then, when someone distin- guishes himself particularly, his name quet menu and after singing parody verses 10 the tune of MT. Dooley they end up with The Little Old Red Shawl My Mother Wore and part in glow of loyalty for the Boys From Home,'
 MT Wysp grinned reminiscently. "Well?"
 If men are affectionate toward their pasts. women are not.' eluci- dated Isabel. You see, I'm sort of skeleton in Laura Wilson's cup board. When she comes sailing in somewhere in a Paquin gown and spies me. she knows that l have a mental picture of her in green and red plaid dress she had to wear once for so long And you mean to say this is all the reason Mrs. Wilson has for dis liking You and influencing her hus- band to take his business away from me-" smiled Henry, with masculine incredulity for the workings of the feminine mind
 T might possibly find some way of fixing il up with Laura if it would be any benefit to you unused lsa- bel Even sacrificing her dearest enemy would not be too much to do for Henry. Besides, it would show him what great little help she could be to him, even in business.
 Oh" said Henry grandly. T guess can find way of winning Wilson back without mixing our wives up in it. We'll have il out man to man, one of these days"
 The very next day Isabel met Laura Wilson in shop. Isabels friendly '1oyertures were frozen by Mrs Wilson's distant nod. That very evening Isabel wrote several letters to neglected correspondents back home, which contained these pleas ant paragraphs:
 By the way, Anna, l saw Laura Wilson today and Nhe looked perfect ly stunning. She is getting very prominent in some of the exclusive women's clubs Laura always was clever"
 No, Daisy, l don't see much of Laura Wilson, though l did see her driving in the park recently with the exclusive Mrs. Carter, whose sister married a title. Laura looked radiant in Paris hat"
 There isn't much news to write, Mary, except Laura Wilson looks very swell in new motor car. Her husband is getting on famously and lieHly SdyS IS Oi tle lodu tO DeluS a millionaire. So you see how mis- taken people were about Mir. Wilson at the time of her marriage!"
 Two weeks later, Isabel wore smile of triumph when Sarah brought in Mrs. James Raleigh Wilson's card.
 Laura, you dear! How gool to see you!' greeted Isabel.
 Dearest Isabel, I've been intend ing to come for perfect ages. But you know how it is. living in this busy city one sees least of the ones she cares for most!" sighed Mrs Wilson.
 It's been partly my fault, too," apologized Isabel. AS you say, the distractions of the city,
 They eyed each other, smiling vacuously for some moments.
 How awfully well you are look ing!" said Isabel
 Mrs. Wilson looked self conscious Do you think So?" she murmured It's awfully nice of you to say so."
 II mean it!" said Isabel.
 Do you ever hear from hOme?" asked Mrs. Wilson.
 Occasionally"
 After some exchange of friendly gossip about "home," Mrs. Wilson