The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1915-01-09
The Euenine Story
Ticket No. -.
(By olive Roberts Barton

(By Olive Roberts Barton)
| Mrs. Timersly. having lived in the
country all her life before her m ns
| took her N bride.
She hated having the bedroom on the
same floor as the parlor and she hated
having the parlor up three flights OF
stairs when company came. She hated
| to get coal from a dumb waiter and was
suspicious OF water that came out OF es..
| turned into beds and vice versa, heat
that came out OF iron pipes. milk that
came out Of bottles and everything that
| It was bad enough to have to endure
| such chicanery inside ones own home.
but to go out of doors and see nothing
but self-propelling machines Of all kinds
| was the limit OF ones endurance To Mrs.
Timersly's mind. automobiles were I'M
canny! She hated them as much as she
This was q great disappointment to Mr..
Timersly who had to refuse many ride
when kind friends Offered to take him
You would get bit of the country.
lover he pied on these occasions.
Wouldn't you like to see some pretty ETY.,
are always talking about the air here
mot in one OF those things. James!
Don't coax me. please. I never intend to
get in an automobile as long as live:
SO you may as well say nothing about IT.!
Autumn was approaching and with II
their first wedding enniversary. MT ~.
about him that Mrs Timersiy thought she
understood. II do hope James won't be
foolish" she unused. There are plenty
have limited about new SHOES ana
baking dish and rug for the worn place
in the bathroom But dear knows what maj
noticed that the more fearfully and Won
derfully a thing Yves made the better her
husband liked It.
Mr. Timersly's air Of omniscience deep
| ened. He seemed to be fairly bursting
| with something. 1t took away his appe-
| tite until Mrs. Timersly became alarmed
| and suggested that he walk more Ior MS
.sWalk!'' calculated Mr.. Timersly. "My
dear. I've walked for thirty some years
and now-ahem-rm just counting the
days until-until I mean. you are quite
right, my dear. L will walk
But the bride had smelled a mouse!
flames Timersly. I actually believe
YOU are thinking about buying an au-
tomobile!" The words were dis
charged with such force that the re-
bound sent her back onto the sofa,
weak and trembling.
Mr. Timersly sat down beside her
and patted her shoulder with conde-
scendine assurance. mo. love, I am
not thinking Of buying an automobile.
know how you dislike them and
hope l have enough consideration for
your feelings not to do anything so
foolish. Besides-they are expensive
and hard to keep in repair. No. dear
girl, 1 have no thought of purchasing
an automobile"
Assured on one point, yet mystified
by the continued latent excitement
that seemed to be consuming her hus-
band, Mrs Timersly went about her
daily duties In the hated fiat Octo-
Der had arrived and even in the city
Streets the air and sunshine had the
Ienervescence of wine. She longed for
the country SO intensely that one even
ing she suggested an excursion for
the following Sunday.
Let us wait for another week.
love-" suggested Mr.. Timersly. and of
course. his wife wanted to know why.
"Well-you see our anniversary
comes in a few days-and-and /
think it would be better to wait until
after that"
That was the only reply Mrs. Tim
ersly could get, which, of course was
to think Of 1T on the dreadful day. a
week later. when an awful thing hap
pened.
1t was with a feeling Of relief, rath-
er than citation. that Mrs. Timersly
opened her eyes on her first wedding
Anniversary. At last she was to know
the cause of Mr.. Timersly's mysteri-
lous behavior. She had guessed every
thing from q vacuum cleaner-which
she also abhoFred-to q fireless cook
err, an invention Of the evil one.
At breakfast. Mr.. Timersly an
nounced that he would be home early.
Your gift will be here today. dear.
sincerely hope you will like 1t" He
kissed her and departed.
Mrs. Timersly hastily washed the
dishes and went out on an errand.
When she returned, there In the en-
J try Of the nat building stood . brand
new. bright red motorcycle screaming
for recognition. Moreover. it had the