The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1912-04-12

'''' y ~ itso toHNlHClHRly. On, love
ly How should dote upon being
{ missionary really think that after
get my divorce | might have a n,
at IT, had thought of a convent, bu
oeine missionary must be mucl
more exciting She dismissed IN.
dream with an abrupt shake of th,
head Excuse me, but do you happier
to have any matches?"
Matchesi ! never carry themi"
They never have matches in the
womens room, and I've used my last
one
Miss Cattle took another reef in her
tight lips DO YOU smoke cigarettes p
Mrs. Wellngtons echoed disgust
with disgust "Oh, no. indeed. losthe
them have the most dainty little
cigars. Did you ever try one?"
Miss Cattle siffened into one excla.
nation point Cigars! Me-"
Mrs. Jimmie was so well used tn
being disapproyed of thai it never
disturbed her She went on as If the
/ face opposite wore not alive with hor-
ror Il should think that cigars might
he great consolation to a lady mis-
sionary in the long lone hours Of
what do missionaries do when they're
not mssionarying ?"
THAT depends
There was something almost spirit
ual in Mrs. Jimmies beatifc look: Il
can't tell you what consolation my
cigars have given me in my troubles.
Mr.. Wellington objected then Mr..
Wellington objected to nearly every.
thing ! did That's why ! am forced
10 this dreadful step"
"Ciears?"
Divorces"
"DivOrces!"
We'll, this will be only mv second
my other Was such nuisance /
got that from Jimmie. too But it
didn't take Then we made up and re.
married Rather odd, having a second
honeymoon with ones first husband.
But remarriage didn't succeed any
better Jimmie fell off the water.
wagon With an awful splash and he
quite misunderstood my purely plA-
tonic interest in Sammy Whtcomb a
nice young fellow with a fool of
wife. Did you ever meet Mrs Sammy
Whitcomb-no? Oh. but you are a
lucky woman Indeed you are! Well,
when Jimmie got jealous, just gave
him up entirely. I'm running away 10
Reno ! sent note TO my husbands
club. saving that had gone to Europe.
and he needn't try to find me. Poor
fellow. he will He'll hunt the CONT
nent high and low for me. but all the
II bile I'll he In Nevada. Rather good
Joke on little Jimmie, eh?'
"Excruciaiing,
"Bu now I must go Now I must
go. I've really become quite addicted
to them"
"Divorces?"
Cigars Do stay here till come
hack. have so much to say to you"
Miss Cattle shook her head in de
SPAR She could understand dozen
heather dialects better than the
speech Of so utter a foreigner AS her |
fellow w-countrywoman Mrs. Jimmie !
hastened away, rather pleased a the |
shocks she had administered. She en- !
toyed her own electricity.
In the corridor she administered an.
other thrill-this time to a tall young |
mana stranger. as alert for Irritation |
as weasel for mischief. He huddled |
himself and his suitcases into as fat
a space as possible, murmuring
These corridors are so narrow.
aren't they?"
Aren't thew" said Mrs. Jimmie,
$50 sorry to trouble YOU"
Don't mention #"
She passed on. their glances fencing |
like playful foils. Then she paused
Excuse me Could you lend me
They never have matches In
the Women's Room"
He succeeded in producing a box
after much shifting of burdens, and he
was rewarded with look and a
phrase
"You have saved my llfe."
He started to repeat his Don't
mention it, but II seemed iuAppropri-
ate, so he said nothing, and she van.
Ished behind q door. He turned away,
saving m himself that it promised to
be pleasant journey He vas halted
bv another voice-snother voman's
voice
Pardon me. but is this the car for
2 eno9"
He turned to smile. y believe so'"
Then his ewes videned as he recos-
nized the speaker.
Mrs Sammy Whitcomh'"
II promised 70 he a curious journey.