Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1915-07-16

D.. rSuipiug my authority. If you think
yau can run the kitchen then stay
home and do it, The best girl | have
hrd for year left me yesterday be-
cause you were always poking your
nose in the kitchen"
"P-poke-poking my nosef" murmur-
ed MIR. Bowser as he grew white
around the mouth.
That's what | said. You thought
yourself a philanthrOpist when you
sneaked down and said it was too bad
she had to work for living, but she
called you a baldheaded old meddlerw
'She-she called me that, did shel
Why, the-the'-
And here's another thing, Mr.. Bow
ser. You come home and want to play
cards to pass away the evenings. We
sit down to play. and because / beat
YOU three or four straight games you
get mad and kick things about and
wish you had spent the evening at the
club. | don't know where your club
is or what it is like, but any time you
prefer it to my society don't hesitate
on my account AS a matter of fact,
you hardly know one card from an
other and should take lessons from me
for two or three months However,
as l shall never play with you again
| it's a matter of Indifference"
Mr.. Bowser rose up and gasped
Then he sat down and choked. Mrs.
Bowser could see his lips moving, but
no sound came from them.
and you talk about my extrava-
! gance in Clothes" she said as she look
ed him up and down. Eyes, that is a
pet hobby of yours, and yet you know
you spend more for cocktails than l do
for gloves, more for cigars than l do
for shoes, more for worthless patent
medicines than | do for dresses. There
isn't a husband in the state earning
( $50 per week whose wife does not
dress like a queen compared to me.
You have got to stop throwing away
money and turn it over to me TO dress
on
Woman-w-o-m-a-nw Mr.. Bowser
'lltl lG -Cu W gasp DuJ ohC pOIhICu hCi
finger and said:
"Once in great while you open your
heart and give me a dollar for pin
money but you expect it to last me for
three months. l want to change right
here and now. I want weekly allow
aDce, and a liberal one at that! You
simply drink fewer cocktails and smoke
fewer cigars and I'll take the money!
It's Il favOrite theory Of yours that no
woman can be trusted with money, but
if | can't make IS cents go further
than your dollar I'll be willing to mend
my own shOes!''
Mr. BOWSer got up to walk about
but his knees wabbed so that he had
to sit down again.
"There's another thing, while we are
talking matters over. Whenever you
get mad at me you talk divorce, ali
mOny and all that. If you want di
vOrce from me go and file your appli
cation, and | won't contest it. I'm
young enough and good looking enough
to find another husband in a year OF
two, and I'll take care he isn't crank
AS to alimony, I've helped you to make
all you have, and l shall want half OF
it. If there's a separation one of US
will have to leave this house, and i
won't be me, Mr.. Bowser! l thinl
this is about all. I am now going u
to my room, and should anybody cal
you will say that am not at home
Should you wish to talk with me OF
any subject we have missed just com,
upstairs and give three raps on tn,
door, but l think we have gone int
matters pretty thoroughly"
She vanished upstairs, and then Mr.
Bowser sat with his head in his hands
and thought and pondered for the mex
half hour. He couldn't make it out
try as he would, and when Mrs. Bow
ser came downstairs at midnight sh
found him asleep on the lounge with
tear in the corner of either eye.