Norwich bulletin., 1916-06-16

You're trying to keep the moths out Of Fred.s zroek coat
 Well, rea1ly,H ulufml1red Mrs A1ll- son. gazing at the fuffy haired blond nents Of astonishing perception .
 1 have a father and brother,a ex- plaLned the da1y haired blond What's the matter with your arm. that you keep WrfgsIfng 1t sop
 m trying to see whether it's prok- en at the eIboWs replied young Mrs. Allison meekly. T fell off the step ladder in the stoferoofn closet this morning and all my bones cracked but perhaps this one is only clipped a little. And the worst of 1t is,s she added, with returning bitterness T had planned not to do any houssclean- ing at all this spring.
 The little bride who was being con- sidered for membership looked up brightly. That would be rather a pity, wouldn't it7s she said, with tiniid enthusiasm. Because house cleaning must really be such funl You can count over all your pretty things and maket sure they are all in good con- dition, and air out your linens and all thatp
 She looked about in search of appro- bation and was met for an instant with absolute silence.
 Umm-m-ln.' remarked young Mrs Allison at length, and suddenly they ali
 And now. Celeste urged the fluffy tlaired blond, i've irnp1ore you to relieve your feelings on this sub Ject, because if you don't you'll burst IS the coat saved or have our dear little friends eaten a cunning hole in the left lapel or the top of the right shoulder2s,
 Neither said the aggrieved one. The moths merely nipped a bit off on. the inside of the cun-not that it f <a@4s sg removing her thi1nble and deposfting it carefully inside her sewing. sTn fact, I think that's chiefly what enabifters me Fred wears his evening clothes with the resignation of a good AnLr- ican, but when it comes to a frock coat-wen there's no use, that's all! Ordinarily he's rather proud of his ap- pearance. I thinlx-eF1est measure and all that. We'll of course, all men are vain. But when tell him that G1e looks like Apollo in that frock coat he gTunts. And nothing, positively, less effective than a legal subpoena will in- duce him to attend an afternoon func- ton.
 And yet there the garment hangs in Fred's clothes closet! The button holes are beginning to grin at my ef. forts to keep 1t free from the soft eoa. smoke with which we are favored bs four next door neige1bors I hayen'i called on them, by the way, because know that they can't be very nict
 people. And I wear myself thin anC
 haggard alarming the holes where some lenterprising moth has eIuded my wig.
 liant eye and 1unched" 1" Il @But, Ce1este,s interrupted the fluff
 haired blond, why did he get a froci
 if he never uses ftg's
 He didn't" said young Mrs. Allison T ordered it for him myself. Well there's nothing so funny about alat
 either! Yes. two Jumps and a, lot 0 cream
 You see. Fred's best friend was go
 ing to get married at o'clock in tn
 afternoon, and I told Fred that h
 simply had to go. He said he cou1dn' go without frcck coat, so ordere, the coat
 Cheer Up, t11en," consoled the fluff hr.irec blond: ''i1s had one good wea ! out of it anyway
 Not at aIl,'' said Mrs. .AIlisor gioonnily. The bride was one of tlles aesthetic persons who are bored wiH
 with the material minded details at
 tendant upon the assumption of rnatri : mony, and they eIoped a week befor 5 the date set for the wedding Thes 2 cakes are delicious, dear. Do 70
 suppose they are fattening Chicag ' News.