The Winslow mail., 1916-12-29
0BED'S HARD LUCK
STRING OF MISFORTUNES R@-
VoLVlNG AROUND BUGGY.
All Dated Back to the Foolish Idea
He Had That His Wife Would EG@
Have Her Own Way
in the End.

what do you do, Caleb" ODeG
Quincy demanded anxiously OF Mr..
Peaslee, whom he found sitting under
the shade of the big maple tree In
front of his house, when you think
one way and your wife thinks another
about anything?"
"Well, in case like that" replied
Caleb, pursing his lips judicially, "we
commonly split the diff'rence-anG
come round to her way of thinking.
I've found out 1 get long easier that
way"
Mr.. Quincy pondered this defect
edly.
II s'pose you're right" he agreed ae
last. II didn't know but what you'd
studied out some way of gettin' round
'em and havin' your own way part Of
the time"
"You amt the first married man
that's tried that" returned Caleb, with
a suspicion of irony in his voice.
whats the matter now? You'n Mis-
Quincy been havin' a difference OF
Opinion?"
Obed slowly polished the back of one
hand with the palm of the other and
gazed moodily at the ground,
"Well," he replied at last, 1--WE had
some talk day or SO ago bout gettin'
the buggy painted"
"Well," prompted Caleb a little i'm
patiently, what about it?''
Obed reused himself. "Pd kind Of
sot my mind on the color 1 wanted it,
but hadn't gone so far as to tell her
bout it," he explained. Il thought
perhaps l wouldn't. I thought some
day when 1 want busy I'd haul the
buggy down to Dan Mobiles paint shop
and set him to work on it-tell him to
paint the runnin' gear either red or
yaller and the body a real dark blue"
Caleb stifed something that might
have been either a laugh or a cough.
It'll look kind of gay, won't it, when
you get it done?" he asked.
II d'know-mebbe it would have"
Obed conceded, '"but it didn't get as
far as that"
81 figgered," Obed went on, ''that
mebbe 'twould be as well if I didn't
take my wife to Bangor with me when
bought the paint; so went out and
dug some of my early p'taters to haul
in--I knew she wouldn't ride in on no
ptater wagon. The p'taters want
much morn half growed and they
didn't fetch much more'n half price,
but figgered cd afford to lose lit
tie somethin' on the p'taters for the
sake of gettin' the kind of paint /
wanted 'thout havin' to argue
1T took me some time to get rid of
my p'taters, and, as matter of fact,
lost more on 'em than l had to pay for
the paint, and that CALLED me some
When got home / got the paint on
loaded off'n the wagon fore she got
out to the barn-she most always
comes out to see If I've forgot any
thing she's sent for. But hadn't for
part was all right.
Come mornin', I went out to the
carriage house TO get out the buggy
and haul it down to Noble's-and, Ca
1eb. there want sign of a buggy
there / couldn't understand it, and
went into the house to ask bout it,
She was worl1in' at the sink, and she
never even turned round when | asked
her where the buggy was.
The buggy's down to Dan Nobles
bein' painted! !! she snaps, and blieve
l heard my jaw click when it dropped
open.
"'Well, good landr says I. Then
what in tunket am I goin' togdo with
all the paint 1 bought?'
"'You never said anything to me
bout buyin' any paint, she says, kind
of short. What color did you get?'
And then had to tell her.
"'Well,' says she, you en- do any
thing you're a-mind to with it. 1t
wouldn't have gone on to that buggy,
anyway. | en- see through you like SO
much sunshine she says, and I knew
week ago what you was carlatin' to
do. SO yesterday says she, L had
Dan Noble come up here and get that
buggy. and by this time he's got the
fust coat on to it-and it's black paint,
too, You can do what you like with
them fancy colors of yours she says.
$50 the upshot is, I've dug load
of p'taters and sold 'em for half price,
and I've got two cans of paint that l
dknow's / can sell at all, and 1 lost
my days work-and l amt goin' to
have the buggy painted the way 1
want it, after all.
Il guess your ways bout as good
as any," Obed concluded resignedly.-
Youths Companion.