The Holbrook news., 1911-08-04
THIS WAS THE LIMIT
PAPA THREATENED THE TOTAL
 DISRUPTION OF HOME.
He Insisted on Having the Place LlV. able or Moving to a Hotel, and He Carried His
 Point.

Wipe your feet. papa" reminded papas eldest daughter as he stumped muddily on the front porch. Papa ac- cordingly shufled his feet diligently upon the wire mat; then stepped upon a strip of carpet on the porch and by comforting himself into weird shapes wiped the edges of his shoe soles com paratively clean.
 Don't hang your wet coat there!" called his wife. Don't you know wa ter will ruin that chair?" Papa ac- icordingly gathered up his raincoat and carried it up to the bathroom
 "Oh, mamma" walled the youngest daughter; Hook at the mud he's leay- ing on the stairsl And l just washed them myself." But papa was put ting on his slippers in the bathroom, standing on one foot and hopping about like some damp stork. Then he changed his clothes and came down stairs.
 Did you change your clothes. dear?" inquired his wife sweetly. eye ing the chair in which he sat with speculative eye. Papa growled and turned over a sheet of his paper, for he knew all about that inquiry.
 Presently he stretched. yawned and rose He walked over to the sofa. heaped with pillows and lay hack lux uriously just as the middle daughter came in.
 Why, papa" she shrieked; you're spelling the sofa pillows You're ly- ing right on them" Papa sat up.
 What's this sofa for?" he demand ed His wife had come in by this time and stood side by side with her indignant daughter.
 "Certainly not to treat as you're treating it," she said. If you want to take a nap lie on your bed" Papa arose. His jaw began to grow rigid. for papa was getting mad. For long he had put up with this sort of thing and the limit was reached.
 Take those pillows up to your rooms" he commanded the assembled daughters; this sofa goes out in the woodshed. This is no place for use less things" Then he dragged 1t out into the shed, leaving consterna- tion in his wake.
 What do you mean?" stormed his wife. Papa looked at her and she be- gan to grow uneasy under his look. He didn't say anything.
 "Go up in the bathroom and get my raincoat and shoes" he directed "One of your girls, l don't care which" The girls looked at each other.
 .Go!" said papa, "and be quick The youngest daughter went. Then papa sat on a sacred chair and put on his shoes. The slippers. one inside the other. he handed the oldest daugh- ter.
 Take them to the bathroom" he commanded. The oldest daughter stared. Then she started to say some thing and shrugging her shoulders de parted, holding the slippers as though they might bite. She couldn't miss any of this remarkable situation. so she returned.
 I'm going down to the ohice." said papa; you can pack up what you like, because we're going to store this truck and go to hotel"
 why, papai" It was a chorus of alarmed voices. But papa was firm.
 One thing is certain" he said; we're through with this foolishness. I've had all I'll stand. I'll do this much-either you'll make this place homelike, beginning tomorrow morn ing, or we quit housekeeping That's all" Then he departed in the rain.
 But when he returned his slippers were in the hall. and his favorite chair. with the evening papers on it, was stationed under the light and the family had retired.
 Then papa put on the slippers, put them on another chair and began to vead.-Galveston News.