The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-09-04
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On, you mustn't. dear. Stay right
where you are Do you feel as If you
could eat something? I'll bring it TO
Lyop.'
But II tell you something are you
going to be cross?"
Gross with you. honey? That's Inn
possible
But II I've done something awfully
terrible. do you think you could forgive
me?''
II don't believe you could do any
thing couldn't forgive"
.supposing had told you a fright
full. black, inexcusabie fib?"
Why, Jane. what's on your mind?
Fsess up. I guess l can stand 1t all
right Z
Z haven't got sick headache at
an.
That's fine. What were you do
Ling. Joking :"
No, it wasn't q joke at all. 1t was
just plain lie Invent to the matinee
with Mrs. Collins and forgot all about
the dinner. was afraid you might be
angry. You'll forgive me. won't you,
Bob?s
He stopped and kissed her. "Of
course will, dear. You know that I
think more Of you than a dinner any
time. Was it Mrs. Collins who sug-
gested the headache? p
Now, don't ask questions. honey;
I've confessed and you said you
wouldn't be cross But I'm awfully
sorry about dinner"
That's all right. Jane, only" g
Only what?'
There's Dick. you know. It's
Wednesday and he hasn't missed TAX
ing pot luck with US on his night on
since we've been here He's the only
other member Of our family"
i know It. but forgot all about
him, too
well. don't mind. Get yourself
fixed up and I'll make it ali right with
Dick"
| A welcome shout outside announced
the arrival of the guest.
Beacon Dick and Deacon Dick. Rey-
nolds called him, for he was always
preaching his wild theories and yet
was cheerful about them. His very
presence seemed to bring ray Of sun
shine in the Reynolds home. If all
socialists could make their listeners
smile as often as Dick did the host of
converts would swell materially
What, ho!" called the visitor as he
presented himself at the window.
Lower the portcullis while enter
with pickle and bun!"
What kind Of bum" laughed his
friend, raising the sash.
"a Wednesday bun; regular day
OF bun Gangway for the foe OF the
system.
Go around to the door. you loon.
What's the matter with your"
Bob stepped to the door and threw It
open. Come in. come in. and vel
come"
"Ah, landlord. what cheer have you
tonight? You see do not come empty
handed. Herr Host" and Dick dis
played a huge parcel
Il do see. Herr Most What's with
in?"
Food and drink; cheer for you and
the missus. and three cheers for me. !"
Reynolds reached for the package.
1 Walt" said Dick. II desire the
housewife to be in on this that she
may pay due tribute to her guest
This is no -meager token Of my regard.
II is the sum total OF dollars raid ON
| a deIicatessen shop"
Whats the idea? Don't you think
we have anything to eat here?''
Certainly. but these are delicacies
dear to every woman's heart -and
tongue. Here is some Wednesday
night tongue; picked tongue, II you
will, and he held up Jar of 1t. Here
we have the invention Of old Mr.. Dill;
one that has never been improved
upon. More pickle. And here is con-
licensed all the aroma Of bleating goats
and sheep. breathing the spirit OF field
and farm. and introducing My Lady
iLimburgerl But where is Jane?n
She's lying down. Had headache,
but she's better now. She'll join us in
a minute. sit down and take OF your
gloves. Has the system got your over
coat?"
ut would If gave it the chance. but
haven't bought one. Jane. he
called out mot sick. are you?"
mo. Dick: I'll be with you right
away. You can help Bob set the
table,
Reynolds stepped to his wife's door.
Jane, dear, what have we got for sup
PERI"
Now, hush," she answered; you
just tell him yourself. You said you
would"
"All right" He returned to Dick.
Young man. for child Of your years
you are blessed with wonderful fore
sight. Your pickles are as welcome as
you are. The fact is. my wife has been
to the matinee and 1t was too much