The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-03-08
At the End of
the Rainbow
ON HER MIND.
lBY Walt .Mason.l

(By walt 4MaSOn.)
you seem to have some trouble on
sympathstically.
Did you ever see me when I
hadn't" inquired Mrs. Cumback.
There are times when I wish that l
lived on a desert island. like Robinson
Crusoe or the Swiss Family Robinson,
/ get SO disheartened. The trouble be-
tween my husband aud Mr.. Crump
is always breaking out in a fresh
place, and every time l hear the door.
bell ring I'm afraid the police have
come with the patrol wagon.
THE other day my husband and I
were standing by the kitchen window
looking out when We saw Mr.. Crump
emerge from his barn. He was WHIP
ing his mouth, and seemed to have an
ecstatic expression on his face. Just
iconsider that loathsome individual
said my husband. He keeps a bottle
of stomach bitters in his barn, and
every once in a while, IT. not oftener,
he goes out there and takes a dose.
He's very sly and secret about it.
The right kind Of a man." said my
husband. would keep his bottle of
bitters on the clock shelf, where the
wife of his bosom could consult it
when oppressed by the heat and bur-
den OF the day. I have my faults.
my dear he Went on, but don't
think selfishness is one of them.
When I a afford a bottle of hair re-
storer or other ~invigorating tonic I
won't keep 1t in the barn. 1t will
stand on the piano. where my loved
ones can touch 1t up. That man
Crump must be rebuked.'
II begged him to pay nc attention
to the matter. But Mr.. Cumback has
a. 1faPn RonSa nf Asst1p orl T.. o1-,o..
willing to make any personal sacrt-
fees for the general veal. That night
he left the house for ten or fifteen
minutes and came back looking cheer
full and comfortable, as though a
great load had been lifted from his
mind.
In the morning he got up early
and stationed himself by the kitchen
window and presently he called me
there and said: 'crump has just gone
in for hts morning snifter Of the life
giving bitters. Watch him when he
comes out
Well, I wish you could have seen
that man when he came out. Mrs.
Wagstaf. I declare he jumped ten
feet high a dozen times. and every
time he jumped he let out a yell that
made all the windows in the neighbour
hood rattle. Then he broke a big
| ictcle from h wO0dshsd and began
eating 1t, as il it were a carrot, and
all the time he kept shaking his fist
in the direction OF our house.
when he was through eating ice
he came up to the fence near our
house and cried that he would have
Mr.. cumback's hearts blood for the
outrage. He accused Mr.. Cumback Of
having filled his tonic bottle with
chain lightning. My husband was
quite cool and calm. He opened the
door and told Mr.. Crump that nobody
could sympathize with him more than
he did. But Mr.. Crump snarled like a
wildcat and threw a brick through our
kitchen window and went away,
Later when I looked in the cup
board I noticed that our bottle of to-
basco sauce was gone. and it struck
me all of a sudden why my husband
had left the house the night before.
There's a little wooden awning
over back door. or, rather, there
was one. It was held UP by two
wooden supporters. The ice and snow
had been accommodating on it all WIN
ter. as the u never gets around
there to melt it. The next morning
when my husband stepped out of the