Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1911-06-10
A WANING
HONEYMOON
Love Came to the Rescue Be-
fore II Was Too Late.


and to be- subjected to such treat
mentw
She stamped her foot
"Honeymoon" he replied. There's
mighty little honey In 1t. If that's all
the moon has to eat don't wonder II
wanes so soon"
"How could It help waning, with you
dying to get back to those horrid men
who sent you home stupefied the night
before--I was going to say the we'd
ding--I mean my covenant with Sa-
tam"
"You mean that our honeymoon
waned because got full Mt my bach
elor dinnerT
"This is no time for your witticisms.
I didn't know that / was placing my
life in the hands of one who could
lose his self respect by pouring wine
down his throat"
II thought all bachelors were privi-
legged to drink a last cupful of happi-
ness before submitting to life of mis-
cry"
Before dragging wife into a life
of misery. you should say. oh. that l
should have put my neck In halterv
-'And mine In chancery."
am going back to my mother"
sand to my club My room there
Is not yet taken"
al suppose you sent to find out be-
fore your premise to love and cherish
was day old"
mo; as soon as yours to honor and
obey was broken"
"I was fool to promise to honor. I
never promised to obey"
''They should change the words for
women to not to scratch"
"'Not to be devils would do very
we'll for the men, only men could not
keep a promise to change their ma
lures"
singular that you didn't see the
hoof under my stocking when we were
counting" ~
ooh. the devil knows how to wear
CATERS"
During the latter part of this dia-
logue the young wife was putting on
her things" to go. She looked very
pretty as she stood before mirror
thrusting pins through hat and hair.
The anger in her cheeks and eyes was
very becoming.
Better not jab that spike In when
you're mad" said the husband, with
brutal plainness you might pierce
| your brain"
little you'd care If did"
| There was more tremolo, which
| would have led any but sulky man
| to seek a reconciliation.
1T might get a new honeymoon" said
the husband tauntingly.
To this there was no reply except
new fash of the eye. She was open
ing boxes on the dresser and shutting
them with an angry bang.
Looking for your glovesT
| No answer.
"If it's your gloves you're looking for
I've got them in my pocket. You re-
member last night when we were walk
ing home and you were telling me how
happy you were because you had such
an admirable husband. Your hands
were cold. and you took of your gloves
so that could warm your fingers"
He tossed the gloves on the dresser.
His wife picked them up and walked
out of the room. He heard the front
door bang. then betook himself TO his
club.
| Looking about for some of his for
mer associates to dine with him. he
I found they had all made engagements,
and he was obliged to dine alone.
After dinner he drank his coffee and
smoked his cigar In the cafe. 1t didn't
look SO attractive as it had once look
ed. He was bored-in fact. he was
troubled Lovers who try to make up
their minds that they are haters al
ways feel troubled. 1t was not long
before this one began to worry. think
ing he might have gone too far and
that he should have given his wife a
chance to make up. At o'clock he
concluded to go to his desolate home
4 AS he was approaching he saw the
figure of woman turn the corner.
She looked up at the house. paused,
turned away, looked back, turned
again and walked slowly to the house.
The husband stepped behind a tree.
The woman went to the front door.
stood irresolute, inserted key. OPEN
ed the door and went In.
"Oh, she took key, did she2''
He concluded to take a short walk,
1t would help matters for her to find
him absent. The house would look as
lonely to her as his club had looked to
him. In an hour he returned and went
in. humming a merry tune. His wife
was not downstairs. SO he sailed up
into their bedroom. She was standing
before the mirror In her nightdress
combing her hair.
.Hellop' he said. with feigned SUR
prise. ''rired of your mother al
ready?'
There was no answer.
"Oh. thought perhaps you might
be penitenti"
He could see a fash in her reflection
in the mirror She put her hair up in
n knot, walked to where she had left
her clothes and began to put them on.
He was very mean fellow and per-
mitted her to dress herself. even to
putting on her hat. But when she
started to leave he caught her In hts
arms. her head fell on his shoulder
and that was the end Of it-for that
time.