The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1912-08-08
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breakfast, and reached for the morn
ings paper. I'm going shopping to-
day."
"Uh-huh," responded Mr.. Sweet from
behind his paper.
Il need some things from down
town. Henry" Mrs. Sweet went on
Besides, I'll have to change that rib
bon you matched for me. 1t isn't the
right shade"
"Uh-huh."
Henry" said Mrs. Sweet petulant
ly, Il don't believe you are listening
at ALL"
Course I am" returned her hus
band, as he turned to the sporting
gaga You said something about a
shade" "a. ~ 4 =: - ~ .szse-..
II said." repeated Mrs. Sweet. with
emphatic distinctness. 1.-The ribbon you
matched for me isn't the right
shade"
Mr.. Sweet lowered his paper and
looked across at his wife.
'Its baby blue. isn't it?' he asked.
Eyes, t. is" returned his wife.
'But you know, Henry. haven't been
able to wear that shade of blue this
last ten years."
Mr.. Sweet lifted the paper to his
eyes, then lowered 1t again.
"Why nOt?" he asked.
Mrs. Sweet studied her empty tea
cup.
'Why not?" her husband persisted.
Because 1 am growing stout" she
| answered, reluctantly.
Mr.. Sweet stared.
How does that bar your" he
asked
Some people are so Dense" his
wife returned, pointedly.
Mr.. Sweet grinned.
Am I worse than the majority?" he
asked.
You are worse than-some," his
wife qualified.
For instance?"
edge of her teacup.
"Cite a person." her husband ehal
lenged.
Il could" asserted Mrs. Sweet.
DO" her husband encouraged.
There's Mr.. Joy" began Mrs
Sweet.
who's he?" interrupted her hus
band.
He lives in the brown cottage
across the street." explained Mrs
sweet.
Fellow with Dundreary wind
breakers?" questioned her husband
Il am sure his whiskers are very
| nice," said Mrs. Sweet.
How'd you like to see me break
out in that kind of hailstone catch
| ers?" grinned her husband.
Him."
"Say it, urged Mr.. Sweet. "Don't
| spare my feelings"
A twinkle appeared in Mrs. Sweets
eyes, as she returned:
you couldn't wear them for the
| same reason that l can't wear baby
| blue"
r disqualified because Of overweight
! eh?" grinned Mr.. Sweet. But abou,
! the gentleman with the microbe-catch
ers; is he less obtuse than II"
| Mrs. Sweet nodded
Got any other good qualities
lack?" went on her husband.
His wife can trust him to bring
| the exact things she sends him for,
returned Mrs. Sweet.
Good eye, Ell? Particularize some
more.'
He anticipates her slightest
wishes"
{ Must be a wizard" commented Mr.
Sweet. go on"
| "He looks after the furnace in win
ter, without grumbling; and, in sum
mer, takes care Of the lawn"
Model husband admitted Mr.
Sweet. But how did you get such
a straight line on him?"
Their servants and ours are &C
quainted," explained Mrs. Sweet.
Il see," grinned her husband. much
enlightened. Anything else Mr.
Model Husband does that I don't and
might"
when the weather permits, he
takes the baby out for an airing"
II took ours out the other night, =
grinned Mr.. Sweet, "and when we
returned you nearly broke up the
game"
"You ought to be ashamed Of
yourself, Henry Sweet" said Mrs
Sweet Indignantly. "The idea OF
keeping that boy out till long past
midnight"
Hes 49," asserted her husband
And he feels the weight of his years
let me tell you"
Don't forget my shopping money
Mrs. Sweet reminded him, as her hus
band arose from the table.
"How much do you need?" he ask.
ed, taking out his pocketbook.
| twenty-five dollars will be sufd.
cient," said Mrs. Sweet, after am mo.
ment's hesitation.
- Mr.. Sweet took four five-dollar bills
| from his wallet.
"By the way" he ventured casually.
II suppose Mr.. Joy never short
| changes on his wife when she asks
ftor shopping money!"
"Mr. Joy isn't in any business" Mrs.
| Sweet admitted. reluctantly, "You