Omaha daily bee., 1915-10-15
Why We Quarre1ed
No. 4The Mans side-The Husband Whose Wife
Couldn't Agree with Him Gives His Story.

she said. III It's really fine mahogany.
perhaps Il will do very we'll after all"
When II came to furniture for tho living
room, we clashed again. she wanted
some wicker chairA I reminded her that
we had several comfortable arnchairs
IN storage
was sure that when she saw how
nice the chairs were. abe would be
pleased And as she let me have my own
way about this plan, I did not protest
when she selected ecru lace curtains and
golden brown plush for tho portieres
OF the living room.
They will 30 very well with the white
enamel paint and the pele yellow walls"
she said.
on the very day on which we selected
the dining room furniture-A plain mis-
sion-made set that did not really like
a telegram came from Constances home
saying that her mother. who was an In
valid, was worse. and asking her TO come
on and spend a fortnight with her n
possible.
II will have the apartment in complete,
readiness for you by the time you re>
turn" / said as I took her to the train,
You'd better walt 10 choose the rugs
hukHhHANNs
I did not promise, but she thought THAI
my silence meant consent, and she went
away satisfied.
had a good time getting the fiat ready
for her, and planned II all as a pleas
ant surprise for my dear wife had tho
armchairs for the living room recovered
as they had been IN my childhood. with
n stunning pescock-bfue brocade. II was
expensive. but wanted II. The black
walnut sofa had covered with Grim
son satin.
The rug I selected combined the two
colors. I did not like the portierea. for
they looked very dun beside the warm
blues and reds / had selected. was
sure that Constance would think 10, too,
and resolved not to call her attention
to the mistake she had made In selecting
brown hangings.
The carved bed was polished and set
In place. and chose q pretty blue rug
for the bedroom floor.
shall never forget the day when Con-
stance arrived In town. I took her right
up to our new home. She gasped as her
eyes fell on the living room furniture.
Good heavensr she exclaimed. what
colorsl why can't we have these things
recovered at once1"
Then. when she saw that the upholstery
was entirely new. she sank down and
cried.
That was. perhaps. the bitterest mo
ment of my life.
When she became calnner I led her
into our room. but at sight OF the hand
carved bedstead she stopped aghast
"Black walnutf' she exclaimed IT
thought II was mahogany"
This angered me. TITS very hand
somel' retorted. 1T cost father q
pretty penny"
"well. wished he'd kept tire she burst
forth. my dear Robert. you've ruined
the placel How could your
Something snapped in my head and 7
saw crlmson-crimson a. deep as the
color OF the living room sofa
Because" said, 'Rs my money pays
for the furniture. my taste Ia to be con-
suited. Such being the case. think
ordinary gratitude might make you less
preJudiced and unkind in your Judgment"
II shall never say another word in
criticism OF the atrocious combinatIonF'
she flashed back. II suppose since you
have selected the furniture and paid for
It. shall have to sit in IL and lie on It's
We have never since then referred to
that quarrel. But although this is the
case. know that home has never seemed
like home to either Of US. because Of that
day when my wife's harsh Judgment and
} lack of taste crushed my hopes and plans
Of pleasing her.