Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1914-09-12

we would be glad to have, wouldn't
we, Jane?" her husband answered.
Certainly. Why don't you do 1t,
Dick? Just think what a help you'd
be, too"
Sure. Little Tom Sawyer here
would let me weed the garden and
feed his hens and. maybe, if were
real good, you'd let me wash the
dishes"
We'll, I'd consider it,"
Il wouldn't like anything better,
Jane. but you know a newspaper man
keeps rather strenuous hours. Some
times I'm through at midnight and
sometimes at four in the morning. I'd
have to make a swim of it II wanted
to get across the bay at that\hour. No.
l guess / am doomed to the hall bed
room In Washington square"
And the little place on the corner,
Dick. Don't omit that; the place
where they uncrown monarchs, divide
Rockefeller's millions and drown all
social Ills In a food OF amber and
foam. Honest. now, Isn't that what
you're thinking OF as much as the
swim across the bay? But. speaking
OF corners, we've got one ourselves.
There's a little. fat German two
blocks down the street who'd just love
to talk Schcpenhauer with you"
mo doubt I'll meet him, Bob. I'll
need both philosophy and his mer-
chandise as q bracer for the return
trip
You're not going back tonight.
Dick," Jane announced. Stay and go
with Bob in the morning. Why. you'll
miss half the fun of you don't have
one OF our commuters breakfasts. Up
with the birds, you know. Coffee and
rolls at five-thirty and new-laid eggs
ii there are any. That's the time
when you get the true bucolSc spirit. "
A note OF irony in her tone brought
Bob with q start.
mo, little rebel" he exclaimed, you
don't have to get up at five thirty and
you know 1t. could FIX that morn
ing repast In two minutes e you'd let
me-"
But won't I'd feel fhe lying n
bed like some Fifth avenue beauty,
with my husband putteEing around
with a frying pan and coffee pot. No.
thank you. The day is long enough
without you as it is
Dick offered solace. Bob isn't the
only beneficiary, Jane. YEu know early
rising is good for the complexion, and
now know the secret eS yours
She courtesied Positively, Dick,
you're getting bearabla II l had to
choose another husband 1 wouldn't
scratch socialists off MY eligible list
at all. II there's only tne egg in the
morning you shall havN It,"
rs that likely contingency"
ASK Bob. We've been drawing lots
for 1t for the past week, It's the sea-
son when the materna. instinct pre-
dominates the sense of domestic duty
In the hennery. OF c61rse there are
store eggs to piece out with, but they
don't count"
They went downstairp and Jane took
up her embroidery -shile the men
tempted fortune at aaction pinochle
with third hand dead.
That's my favorite game" Bob told
Dick Jane and nearly always play
It. We like the third hand because
it kind o. makes us think OF some visi
tor who doesn't come. Callers are
pretty scarce. aren't they, Jane?"
Yes. but we make up In quality
what we lack in Quantity-Dick and
Mrs. Collins"
''Flattered, I'm sure" laughed Dick
who Is the lady?'
"A Staten island beauty you'd Just
dote on. A sort OF Titan futurist
and so cultured. Wen have to have
her and the little Herr Host of the cor
ner around for dinner the next time
you come"
She put down her work and walked
TO Bob. bestowing a goodnight kiss.
you men can sit up as late as yov
want" she said. but nine O'Clock ID
Cinderellas hour for me. Good night
Dick. Remember the egg and get W
when call you"
"Au revoir, princess. We're bott
loath to have you go. but / think one
more game will find US following suit
And Bob agreed.
In the morning there was great re
joicing when an early raid on tht
Plymouth Rocks yielded four eggs; {
most unwonted but not unneeded dis
play of energy on the part OF tn,
fowls. A hurried breakfast, and tn,
men babe Jane good-by and were of
for the city.
CHAPTER III.