Alexandria gazette. [volume] (Alexandria, D.C.) 1834-1974, 1912-09-27


looked across at his wife.
Its baby blue, isn't it?" he asked.
"Yes, It 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 it 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 you?" he
asked.
Some people are so Dense" his
wife returned, pointedly.
Mr.. Sweet grinned.
Am worse than the majority" he
asked.
You are worse than-some," his
wife qualified.
For instance?
Mrs. Sweet balanced spoon on the
edge OF her teacup.
"Cite person." her husband chal'
lenged.
81 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.
~ 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.
Hin"
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"
disqualified because of overweight,
eh?' grinned Mr.. Sweet. But about
the gentleman with the microbe-catch'
ers; is he less obtuse than IL"
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.
uuainted," explained Mrs. Sweet.
81 see," grinned her husband, much
enlightened. Anything else Mr..
Model Husband does that 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, land when We
returned you nearly broke up the
game"
"You ought to be ashamed Of
yourself, Henry Sweet" said Mrs
Sweet Indignantly. 1.-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 sufti.
Client" 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,
81 suppose Mr.. Joy never short
changes on his wife when she asks
for shopping money!
"Mr. Joy isn't in any business" Mrs.
Sweet admitted, reluctantly. You
see. his wife takes pupils
II thought So" grlnned Mr.. Sweet,
as he slipped one of the bills back into
the pocketbook and handed his wife
SIS. There always is a fly in the