The Red Cloud chief., 1912-09-12
PARTED WITHOUT
! COURT N0TOR|ETy
But Mr.. GIynn Wanted His
Home and Wife.
sY LAWRENCE ALFRED CLAY.


She says he hasn't fault"
He says she's perfection
They said this and more Of Mr..
Frank Glynn and his bride as late as
SIX months after marriage, and most
OF 1t was true. 1t had been "a mar
riage for love, and not flaw had yet
appeared. Husband and wife couldn't
see why they should not sail on In
this happy, loving way till the coming
of the silver threads among the gold.
The bride.wife was her own house.
keeper. That was not only quite
saving out OF salary none too lib
eral, but there was no one about to
witness the billing and cooling going
on. The grin on the face of kitchen
maid has been known to act like a
douche Of ice water, and to bring about
q family council as to the advisable
ity Of Draining her with a bludgeon.
Rain or shine, cold or hot, the little
wife had always been waiting at the
gate to give her husband hug and a
kiss, and later on, as she broiled the
chops and he spread the table, to give
him the gossip Of the day. This
homecoming was different-this one
on particularly disagreeable eve
ming. Mr.. Glynn had hardly reached
the store that morning and taken his
seat In his bookkeeper's cage when
his right heel began to poster him.
There was a wrinkle in his sock. and
its saving away at his epidermis irri-
tated and annoyed and hurt. Mr..
Glynn knew Just what 1t was, but.
man.like. he put of removing his shoe
and sock and the wrinkle. A woman
would have yanked that wrinkle into
the middle Of next week In a minute
and half, but man suffers long
and then goes home to claim that 1t
Is one of his wife's hairpins instead Of
wrinkle. Had he married wife to
be comfort to him. or to stand by
and see him suffer and never hand out
sympathetic word?
No little wife to meet him at the
gate. No wife to meet him at the
door. No wife in hiding to jump out
and give him a start of surprise.
What does this mean?"
She was sitting up In bed, with her
hair down, tears in her eyes, and her
Jaw tied up. Grand opportunity for
him to dash forward and press her
to his chest and declare his heartfelt
sympathies. But he didn't take ad-
vantage of 1t. He stood back and
thought Of his throbbing heel, and
grudgingly asked:
"Headache?" =
Mum"
"Earache?"
Mum"
"Cat dead?"
Frank. don't be a fool! have
suffered all day with toothache, and
have been to the dentist twice"
"Oh, see. Others have suffered.
too"
You, ought to have known that !
was suffering, and come home to
cheer me up. The dentist said you
would II you were a man."
"The dentist be hanged! Haven't
had a blamed old wrinkle trying
all day to saw my heel of! I am
home now, but am I getting any SYM
pathy?"
The wife lay back on the pillows
and wept, and the husband dined on
stale roll and sliced cucumber
and thought thoughts. A wrinkle and
oothache-nothing more. Both had
ceased to worry by next morning. but
there was no laughing and making up
At the end of the third day the hus.
band came home to say:
Dora. isn't 1t plain to you that
We made a great mistake In getting
married?"
1t being put that way to her, OF
course Dora replied In the affirmative
"And can't you see the wretched
ness of continuing the mistaken"
Yes. Dora could see 1t.
I'VE neither of US want the noto
riety of the divorce courts"
. NO"
In fact. we don't want to admit
even to our relatives that we have
made a mistake.
mo-"
Therefore we will 60 on in a
way, but It will! be separation. YOU
Will duuTcbS iuc os MI. 1iyuu, ouu
! shall give you the title of Mrs."
very we'll, Mister Glynn."
mo moro kissing-no more holdinl
hands"
II am glad Of that"
IF wish to 60 out OF an evening
90. and you. Of course. have thu
same privilege"
"Yes. there are many places wisi
to go to in the evening by myself
and when you are In the house here
with me It will be very stupid"
Mr.. Glynn percentibly WINGED a
that, but bluffed 1t out by saying:
IF at the end Of five or six month";
we find that We are In perfect accort
we can"
But we shan't find any sucl
thing!" was interrupted.
"Very we'll, Mrs. Glynn!'
"Very we'll. Mr.. Glynn!"