The midland journal., 1914-08-21
6y WEBSTER DENISON
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"oh, do be careful won't you:. she
answered. n wouldn't heap things
So"
Startling feats Of prestidigitation
and the energy moving men are wont
to display when their task is nearing
an end soon disposed Of the load. The
contents of the last wagon were dis
appearing when Reynolds arrived. He
had had hard day at the Office and
tiresome trip on subway, ferry and
trolley that seemed doubly long be-
cause of the suspense But he bound
ed into the house like schoolboy and,
ignoring the presence of the movers,
clasped his wife in his arms and inn
planted a .resounding kiss.
Hello, honey" he cried as he re-
leased her and stood surveying the
room. Isn't this great? A castle all
our own!" Then-as he looked at her
and a tired. dirty, but beautiful
little queen And she is just going to
sit down and not stir another time un-
til slaves have done her bidding and
served her royal repast off,"
Bologna and potato salad. my
lord?"
Don't you believe 1t. Look, Jane"
He unwrapped a package hurriedly
and disclosed two-pound sirloin.
That's good for tired muscles and
this for tired nerves. Sparkling Bur-
gundy fresh from Staten island
brewery. We're going to have regu-
lar house warming and I'm going to
prepare It."
Lets get everything in first, Bob.
That's the last load. Did you see
what they brought it in?"
Yes. where's the van?"
"They couldn't get it up here. You'll
have to settle with the men. They
said there would be an extra charge
for the wagon"
He went out to conclude negotia-
tions. Presently he called her:
Jane, come out and look over the
estate. bought some seeds and I'm
going to start garden tomorrow. And
see, dear" he said as they locked arms
and strolled down the path, bordered
on either side by new, scraggly box
hedge. Il brought something for you"
From bulging pocket he drew out
packages Of seeds and bulbs
Flowers of all kinds. honey! Jon
quils, hyacinths, daffodils-"
''Why, foolish" she interrupted with
a laugh, they won't grow this year."
Then, as she saw his crestfallen look:
But never mind; did some bad man
impose on my little city boy? Wen
plant them and just make them grow.
What are these? Nasturtiums, pan
sizes, sweet peas that's more like it:
and I'm just crazy for whole bed
of saliva"
And so they talked and planned and
selected the sites for the beds, and
Jane, who was much better versed in
such matters than her urban husband,
told him what would have to be done
with the soil, barren. sandy forma-
tion that would scarcely nourish sun
flower
He ran into the house for his garden
seeds, whole array of the suburban
ties delights from radishes to musk
melons. He had enough for small
farm. BY the time they had decided
where the domain Of practical hus-
bandry should end and that of the
flowers begin, 4 was dark.
'If the lord chancellor of my culi-
nary hosts pleases, I'm hungry" she
informed him. Let's kill the fatted
sirloin and make merry If all those
seeds of yours grow well have to turn
vegetarians later, so we had better
whet our appetites ON beef"
"All right" he told her as they
reached the veranda, "you just sit here
and when dinners all ready I'll an
nounce it."
But In a minute he had surrendered
and was calling her.
Where in the world are things,
Jane? The kitchen utensils, mean.
I'VE opened three boxes and haven't
struck anything but books and linen"
They found the needed box under
two trunks and pile of pictures. He
got it open and led her back to the
porch He cleared the table and set it
and then he was back to, her again.
"The icebox is locked, Jane. Have
you got the key?"
She found 1t in her bag.
"Oh, Bob" she said in tones presag-
ing real calamity. there isn't bit OF
bread"
Never mind. III get some." he an
swered. There's store right down
at the car line"
'But that's three blocks. Maybe
one of the neighbors would helps US
out in an emergency"
'T'd rather not ask the first day. I'll
only be minute, Jane"