The Canon City record with which is consolidated the Canon City cannon., 1912-11-28
The Perfect
re- 10, 81,
Husband

Mrs SPENCER.
so should l." echoed Mrs. Dryden.
An the other women said the same.
Mrs Taiieck smiled be2mingiy. q
hope" she told them emphaticaliy.
that ynu may. really do"
Mrs. Talleck spoke az though It was
= treat too great for mortal to receive
except specially favored II was quite
as though she hoped they would each
have great fortune left them, though
she doubted H. She did not seem 10 no
uce that some OF the glances were
freighted with dislike. II she had she
doubtless would have taken the dis
like as a sort OF tribute. She did not
wonder that the poor things were en-
vious and Jealous
At least that Is how Mrs SPENCER
explained II. Mira SPENCER and Mrs.
Dryden and all the rest had husbands.
Of course: husbands of a sort; but
compared with the sort Of husband
Mrs. Talleck said hers was the other
husbands dwintied into such human
misfts 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.
II was not IN human nature 10 be
otherwise than displeased that one
could not come hack nj Mrs TAiieck
gioriousiy and show her that hsr huxr
band wasn't 20 much after all
In the nrst place. Mrs Taiieck's hus-
band was . remarkable loohfng man.
Mrs. Talleck told them all about how
when she nrsf married him she vas
'freqpentiy embarrassed By ths aftear
tion ~ attracted
.And Il happens ye1!" she coae6sd
10 them III you could So ths ray
de women look ~ him. But doat
blame them don't see boz tAsy
could help IT. He has the most won
There 10 something ovssDoNsrfng
about him suppose you would can u
personality. The minute that man steps
into . room-I don't care hov crowd
ID II is-everybody feels his presence
70 is comie.i 70 ses how everybody
stsps talking and furns toward him II
IL enough 10 make . woman proud. !
can tell you,-
~Yes. indeed.- said Mrs. Dryden 20
liieiy. because Msa- ralieeb looked as
her expectantiy when shs stopped
speaking. 1T must be iovelyi- Mrs-
Dryden had herstofose bssa suifs eat.
isGed with her ovn husban1. bos nov
with . littis tstngs she rocoJoctsd
that never In ~ vkols mnyf11G e.
reer had abe had the Joy Of vifnsssins
. whole roomful Of ps0Dls parAlyse1
By the entry Of John Everybody had
always taIhed right on as though moth !
ing much had happened
Il suppose Mrs Taiieck procssded.
I've grown rather used. to his bril-
iiance-sfill. even yea realize hou ex- |
traordinary his wit fs. never re-
member his making . perfectly com
monpiacs remark. Whenever he speaks
he makes what he says count ! Ike
that In n mani
yes. indeed agreed Mrs spenser.
At whom Mrs Taiieck's gaze was d. |
recfed. She sighed Hitherto she had |
always enjoyed her own husbands
talknfivcneks. Itihnd seemed cheerful |
and boyish. Il was new ssnsafion TO |
be dubious on this point.
-And kind.-. Mira Tsiisek added. IF
there II anywhere q moro confldcrnfe. |
polite. thought man than Henry Tai |
ieck I'd nike to have him shown me-"
All the women looked confused. |
Their memories merciieExiy taunted |
them with sundry occasions when |
their husbands had been none Of
those agreeable things. II was true. |
then. what they had reinctznfly given
up - mpossfble-there weremen-or.
mt least. there was n maD-who po%
sersed all the qualities Of the ideal
thar every woman cbcriEhes until II II
reduced 10 a frnzr,e before her eyes.
And Mrs. Taileek had him'
Three meetings Of the sewing club
had broken up In gloom The mem
bers had departed n.tiy. spo,ogeticai-
ly. hopeieseiy. The day when they |
met ut Mrs Tallcck's every woman's
mouth was set 81 frm line. 90 homo
1t flve o'clock rs ususi? Not theyl
They fingered alter tea They adj
nired Mrs Tnileck'r emhr rfdered nap
kins are the photographs md they In
sisted ON hearing the history Of each.
Never before d.d womca find so much
TO talk stou Melody q. reare.i III OBJ
servo that II wns more han dark out.
side. Not soul. nrpt rsntly. saw the
clock that stared them In the face.
TIE silence was broken an Instant
later by . falseito voice that cried: |
Say, why don't you oil this informal
ioct -,And do I sn- ell cabbage cook
ing for dinner? You k-os hate cab
bagei"
An underlined man. wearing spec
tacies and . pceyish expression. en-
tered and stared at them "a an an
noyed way: Everybody tumultuousiy
nsd.
Two blocks away bfrs. SPENCER
spoke. "Dc you know she said. II
A., hsx,x,6or fhqn yv,gns,sn Than I havs