The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1912-01-17
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J bridge to catch the sos train for
? home he saw Griggs just ahead OF
him with a black band on the sleeve
Of his light overcoat.
Though the two men had only a
) bowling acquaintance, Fqitcraft knew
that Griggs' wife had died recently.
and sudden realization came over
him Of what 1t must mean to man to
be deprived of long accustomed do
nestle ompanionship. 1t was a
thing. he reflected, which might hap
pen at any time to any married man.
He wondered vaguely, as the light
overcoat with the black band disap-
peared in the crowd. whether Griggs
had been good to his wife. Then he
Affirmed to himself virtuously that q
man ought to be habitually good to his
wife, and then If anything should hap
pen, there would be nothing to regret.
Just at this moment he happened to
zee IN elderly man buying some flow-
ers at the stand on the corner and
1t once his vaporous general resolve
became solidifed into a concrete form.
F1itcraft decided that he would take
ZONE roses home to his wife. He
hadn't done such q thing during the
eleven years since his marriage, but
that was NO reason, he assured him
self, why he shouldn't do it now.
So, with some embarrassment, he Sc
Iected bunch Of American beauties.
He was rather self-conscious when
he found that no one manifested any
curiosity 20 to the contents Of his
tissue paper package.
why. Harley F1itcraft!" exclaim-
ID his wife as she tore OF the wrap.
pings. "Where'd you get such beauti.
eul roses?"
Bought 'em, OF course" responded
FQitcraft, jocularly. Cant buy you
some flowers once in while? No 9th.
or man is buying flowers for you just
at present, is there?"
His wife blushed at the very
thought Of such thing. Very steady
In the domestic harness were both the
Flitcrafts.
Don't be ridiculous, Harley" she
admonished him, as she hurried to fill
vase with water.
1t was evident that Mrs. Flitcraft
was delighted. A close observer
might have detected that she was also
puzzled. But F1itcraft was not in the
habit of observing his wife closely,
being convinced that he had found out
all there was to know about her during
the first year of their married life.
So, elated by his success, he rushed
on to his undoing
His voluble praise of the peach
shortcake at dinner. besides being un-
usual, appeared to his wife q work
Of supererogation. since he had eaten
two large pieces with great relish.
A little later, to complete his wife's
mystiflcation. Flitcraft laid down the
evening paper and proposed that they
90 to concert
Mrs. Flitcraft was we'll aware that
her husband didn't know Beethoven
from Tschaikowsky and was utterly
Indifferent to both.
"Why, Harley" she protested, "it's
going to be all classified music, and
I'm sure you wouldn't enjoy It,"
There's nothing would enjoy
more!" prevaricated Flitcraft.
His wife cast a penetrating glance
toward the American beauties, as
though to read there the secret of her
lords sudden transformation. Then
she said, gently: Harley. you don't
feel well, do your"
Never felt better in my life." re-
sponded Harley. promptly.
His wife disregarded these words.
1T must be-" she insisted, because
you didn't put on your heavy under
wear the first of the month"
why, tell you that feel perfect
ly WE'LL" reiterated Flitcraft. Il don't
need heavy underwear in such, wealth
or as this"
Then I'm afraid you haven't been
careful enough about your diet" she
said you know, the doctor said
that you"
Haven't l told you three times"
roared F1itcraft. that l never felt
better"
"Oh, Harley, don't say that" plead
ed his wife, with tears in her eyes.
"Of course, don't want you to be ill,
and yet I'd rather it was that. There's
only one other way to explain your
queer actions. It's remorse!"
"Remorse? For what?" demanded
F1itcraft.
For having fallen In love with some
other woman! You're trying to atone
to me for it! And you're always been
such q good husband until now!"
Obvious Exclamation.