The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-09-11

* wen, BOD, there Is announcer cOn1eB-
sion coming and just won't flb to
you. saw this In the window, and
! got reckless and lost my head. and
I didn't pay the butcher. But you
won't be angry with me, now that you
see how pretty the hat is, will you? I
wanted it so bad and needed 1t, too.
aad ! was afraid it would be gone If
| wanted till saw you and told you
about it."
Reynolds looked distressed. He took
two or three steps across the room and
turned back toward his wife,
No, dear, am not going to be
cross; am Just sorry, that's all. III
had the money you could have a mil
lion hats. don't know anything in
the world that would give me more
pleasure than for you to have pretty
things, for know how dear nice
things are to girls heart But l
haven't got the money, that's all. You
remember when we were married up
state five years ago, we both agreed
that what we wanted most was home
and we finally got this place. Now,
twice month they are at the door for
the money, and II I should miss one
payment we'd lose everything. I've
never told you how hard it is for me to
meet that obligation have met it
SO far, and if it comes through all
right we'll have some part of this old
Mother Earth. That's why cant buy
you hats. I'd like to. Jane. but can't
and am sorry"
Truly repentant now. Jane walked
to her husbands side and put an arm
about his neck.
Il didn't know it was as bad as
that she answered sadly I'm sorry,
too"
Dick looked gloomily across the
table. Doesn't 1t beat all how little
thing can knock the bottom out of the
festive board?'' he said Gee, this
has just coppered my bun and ruined
my socialism"
Reynolds walked to the window and
stood looking out. He turned at
length and. as if addressing himself.
declared: She looked wonderful in
that hat. Why can't dress her up
and give her an even chance with
those that are not half as pretty?"
Dick crossed to his friends side and
put his hand on his shoulder. Il
have told you why, If you ask me. but
you say I'm theorizing. Now, call It
theory if you want to, but here you
see a practical demonstration of it..
The system doesn't allow you to dress
your wives up unless you pay for It,
and you can't pay for it. unless you're
in the system. Sometimes 1t dresses
them up for you if they're pretty. but
this particular case doesn't belong in
that category. Now, you buck up, old
fellow; we're better OF here dipping
into this cold relic Of the plunderbund's
generosity with nothing but this bun,
galow to cover US than all those big
fellows put together. You've got love.
here, Bob. real love. When they i'm.
agine God does slip love to them it is
stamped counterfeit from start to
finish. With Jane and you living for
each other as you do, you have got 80
per cent Of all the happiness right
here at home in this question mark Of
a house..
He stopped. Reynolds was smiling
at him.
AAll right. Bob; you're hopeless. II
you can't stand little socialism, even
when it Is mixed with romance. why
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The buzz of hating automobile
was heard outside. Reynolds stepped
quickly toward the door.
Il guess that's Brand now. Dick
Then that's my cue to vamoose."
mo, you stay right where you are.
There he is at the door"
Hello. Mr.. Brand greeted Rey-
nolds, as he threw open the door; Pm
glad to see you"
mr. Brand? Why not John? How
are you, Bob?"
First rate; let me have your coat
and hat
Thanks; quite long way out here.
isn't it,"
Yes. it is. but we find it worth
while after we get here. We enjoy the
air and view very much. This is my
country villa"
Brand laughed First one I've SEEN"
he said, although own some stock
in this company. Wish l had known
you were buying this place. might
have saved you some money"
Then wish SO, too"
Dick returned from the Kitchen,
where he had gone with some Of the
relics Of the feast. He saluted the
new conner and spoke cordially.
How do you do, Mr.. Brand? We
meet again. Guess you'reta little sur
prised to see me out here"
No, not at all. One can expect to
ind a reporter anywhere. though you
are little way from home"
TITS sort o. home right here for
me, Mr.. Brand. suppose you came to
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