The Marshall republican., 1913-01-10
tender enough.

oiInpsOu nnlSnCu the column no
was reading. what did you sayp" he
inquired, politely.
u gave up going away this sum
mer," his wife %mournfully went on.
so that you might DO comfortable.
I've stood over the hot stove baking
In the hottest weather 80 that you
might have good food"
Now, my dear" said Simpson, did
] ever ask you to bake In the hot
weather. Haven't ] always said en-.
phatically that ] detested hot food
In hot weather? Haven't asked
time and again that VIC might dine
on a cold fare once In n while, and"
That's II! ] simply can't satisfy
you! Whatever ! do is wrong! You
always want Just what I haven't
done!"
But, great Scott II It's un~bearabio
for you to stand over the stove and
cook hot things. since It's unbearable
for me to eat them after they're
cooked, In the name Of all that's SEN
sible. why not choose the bearable al
ternative?"
That's right! Scold me, II you
want tol" She wiped her eyes care
fully. That's what wives are for.
Things for men to vent their wrath
on! And after I've passed the whole
morning working for y~ou--sorting all
your things and cleaning up the
den" ID
I've asked you q thousand times
to let those tt.ngs alone" broke In
Simpson. impatiently.
"oh. ! know you'd not be pleased.
But It's something TO know that I've
been doing right. ven II no one ap-
~preciates h. II I should dis--And i
get tired very easily, - I discovered
when I ran up to the den 30 often and
back to the basement with things"
Have you been carting my thinss
TO the basementf Well, Of al"-
Simpson swallowed some extra words.
I've only taken out the things that
you never use-saved you . lot Of
work. But, never mind" She sat
down and pressed her forehead sug.
gestively. my head 10 simply ham,
merins. ! never could stand to be-
found constant fault with, and It's
telling on me. My nerves = almost
shattered"
I'm surprised that you haven't
famed yourself with a sprsined ankle
going up and down stairs! Are you
sure your heart. isn't acting up, after
all your e~xertions?"
Mrs. Simpson put her head down On
her arms and sobbed once or twice.
quietly. Then she wiped her eyes and
arose slowly. II see you can't bear 10
have your wife around. SO I'll 20 up
to my ROOM" she said. And" she
added, turning toward him q look OF
meek submission. 81 mended all our
old socks today, too"
well, send them to the salvation
army" replied her husband, grufYly.
I've been trying to get them darned
for a month and finally gave II up,
and you know I bought a lot Of socks
last week. Why on earth did you de-
eide to do the mending after I quit
needing II done?"
well, ] found time to"-sho watch
ed him longingiy and sighed. Harry"
she exclaimed. why are you % cross
to mef' She rushed over to him. "Tenl
me you're sorry" she pleaded. "and
I'll forgive you everything. I can't
bear to quarrel with You. You ara
sorry, aren't you. deArf"
Yes, y~es--you're In my lisht!" he
replied. ~ he put away her encircling
arms and picked up his paper. "Oh,
IT. 20 good to be friends asain!~
sighed Mrs. Simpson. happfiy~-Cht
cago Daily News
knichsr--"Did the candidate gst
ratusdl" Bocker--"Yss. he told the
babies they lied and kissed the man
Who . against him."