The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1912-06-21
The Perfect
Husband

should certainly like to NEE
your husband. Mrs. Talleck." aait
Mrs. SPENCER.
so should T." echoed Mrs Rrvdan
~ tne other women said the same.
MIS-. Talleck smiled beamingly. &c
nope. she told them emphatically
Mat You may. I really dol"
Mrs. Talleck spoke as though Il wa.
treat too great for mortal to receive
except specially favored. It was quite
fs though she hoped they would each
have great fortune left them. though
she doubted It. She did not seem to no
tee that some of the glances were
1reighted with dislike. II she had she
doubtless would have taken the dis
Ike as q sort Of tribute. She did not
wonder that the poor things were en-
vious and Jealous.
At least that Is how Mrs. SPENCER
orphaned It. Mrs. SPENCER and Mrs
brydsn and all the rest had husbands
OF course; husbands OF q sort; but
compared with the sort of husband
MIS-. Talleck said hers was the other
husbands dwindled into such human
insists that their abashed owners
pushed them farther and farther into
the background each time they met
Mrs. Talleck. who had recently Joined
their, sewing club.
1t was not in human nature to be
otherwise than displeased that one
could not come back at Mrs. Talleck
gloriously and show her that her hus-
band wasn't so much after all.
In the first place, Mrs. Talleck's hus-
band was remarkable looking man.
Mrs. Talleck told them all about how
when she first married him she was
frequently embarrassed by the atten-
ton he attracted.
"And It happens yeti" she confided
to them. "If you could see the way
the women look at him! But I don't
blame them. I don't see how they
could help it. He has the most won
derful eyes-they seemed to draw one.
There Is something overpowering
about him. suppose you would call 1t
personality. The minute that man steps
into a room-I don't care how crowd
ed It is-everybody feels his presence.
It Is comical to see how everybody
stops talking and turns toward him. 1t
Is enough to make q woman proud, ]
can tell you!"
Eyes, indeed!" said Mrs. Dryden DO
litely, because Mrs. Talleck looked at
her expectantly when she stopped
speaking "It must be lovely" Mrs.
Dryden had heretofore been quite sat
isfled with her own husband, but now
with q little twinge she recollected
that never in her whole married ca
resr had she had the Joy OF witnessing
a whole roornful Of people Iparalyzed
by the entry of John. Everybody had
always talked right on as though moth
ing much had happened.
81 suppose" Mrs. Talleck proceeded.
"I've grown rather used to his bril-.
liance-still, even yet realize how ex-
traordinary his wit. Is. never re-
member his making a perfectly COM
monplace remark Whenever he speaks
he makes what he says count. l like
that in a mani"
Eyes. indeed" agreed Mrs. SPENCER.
at whom Mrs. Talleck's gaze was d.
rected. She sighed. Hitherto. she had
always enjoyed her own husbands
talkativeness. 1t had seemed cheerful
and boyish. o It was b, new sensation to
be dubious on this point
"And kind!", Mrs. Talleck added. "If
there Is anywhere more considerate.
polite, thought man than Henry Tai
leck I'd IKE to have him shown me!"
All the women looked confused.
Their memories mercilessly tainted
them with sundry occasions when
their husbands had been none OF
those agreeable things. 1t was true.
then, what they had reluctantly given
up as mpossible-there were men-or,
at least, there was a man-who pos
sessed all the qualities Of the ideal
that every woman cherishes until 1t Is
reduced to FRAGILE before her eyes.
And Mfs. Talleck had him!
Three meetings Of the sewing club
had broken up in gloom. The mem
beers had departed sadly, apologetical-
ly, hopelessly. The day when they
met at Mrs. Talleck's every woman's
mouth was set In a firm line. Go home
at five o'clock as usual? Not they!
They fingered after tea. They adj
mired Mrs. Talleck's embroidered nap
kins and the photographs and they In
sisted on hearing the history OF each.
Never before did women find so much
to talk about Nobody appeared to OBJ
serve that 1t was more than dark out
side. Not soul, apparently, saw the
clock that stared them In the face.
The silence was broken an instant
later by falsetto voice that cried:
Say. why don't you oil this internal
lock? And do I smell cabbage cook
ing for dinner? You know / hate cab
bage!"
An understood man, wearing spec
tacles and peevish expression. en-
tered and stared ut them In an an
noyed way. Everybody unanimously
fed.
Two blocks away Mrs. SPENCER
smoke. "Do you know" she said, Il
am happier this minute than l have
been before since first met Mrs. tai
leck!"
safe.
Hostess Eat the conclusion OF sat
-aau rfobt game of brtdge)-Oh,