The Detroit times., 1916-08-30

laughed aloud.
"Oh, just love TO rake up old
days" went on Betty. And you
know, Cousin John used 20 brag
about housework being so easy. If
one was only systematic in the man.
agement. And then he put US to
bed I'm a room that hadn't seen
broom in six weeks, nor been aired
in all that time. When we expostu-
lated with him, ne said he was a
farmer and hadn't time to fool away
IN such useless work as sweeping
and busting"
THAT was just a joke" said Smith
essentially. You should have sent
word that you were coming and I'd
have put the room in apple-pie or
der"
Huh" exclaimed Betty. Speak
ing OF apple-pie makes me think OF
the pie John baked for dinner
only It wasn't an apple-pie. 1t was
a pumpkin-pie. and he wastefully
put a top crust on It and wondered
why 1t didn't look just right for
pumpkin. And he yells from the
kitchen TO me. Come here, Cousin
Betty, and see II you know what
ails this darned pie or course.
knew something was wrong, but,
like John, could not tell in what
wRy-for | never made a pie in my
| life. II was Tom here who solved
the mystery. Tom looked in the
oven and said he wasn't acquainted
with any pumpkin pies that wore
top coats. But Cousin John really
| knows a lot OF things about house
| keeping, when he can think of them
and what he can think up in al
| emergency In wonderful. One year
he vowed he'd make butter and com
pete for premium at the fair
and he did IT," Betty laughed mis-
| chievously
Betty" called Smith, glaring al
his cousin. suppose we let bygones
be bygones. I'm extinguished-en
tirely put out"
Betty tossed her head. "Oh. I'm
just telling your wife about your
! butter making scrape-no harm in
that" she turned directly 10 Mrs
Smith. You see it's quite joke
on Cousin John He tried butter
making, out It was more like max
ing greasy paste than anything
else. But he drove his favorite Jer'
| sey over 10 his mothers place and
went over every day TO milk the
| COW. His mother made the butter,
but John got the premium. And M
10 the day you were married his
mother made every pound of butter
that he used"
This was scandalous surely. Mrs.
! Smith dared not look at her hus-
band Smith glared at Cousin Bet
| ~. He seemed amazed. dumfound'
ed Betty" said he. fairly choking
with rage, there's a fine young Jer-
sey in my field II you'll stop those
yarns OF other days, the animal is
/ yours"
Is this bona.hde OFFER" Betty
asked politely IF 1t is, it's bar.
gam
And a little later while John was
handing Cousin Betty in the limou
/ sine she leaned toward him, say
ms: Il fbbed a little and would
have fbbed more had it been neces
sary"
"A little" he explained Betty II
was awful. particularly about the
butter. You know | made that
premium butter-you little beast
"Oh. yes" yawned Mistress Bet
ty, with a wary eye on Johns wife
/ in the distance. But fbbed in
| your best interest Cousin John. its
always best for woman 20 rule in
the house. and man TO rule outside
While you live never again allude
ITO the time when you were a bache
/ lor in the presence OF your wife
That phrase has worn her nerves
| TO fragile. Just stop all remind
crs Of any time but the present
| Whatever you do don't talk house
| wifely talk"
John was startled Her meaning
broke upon him suddenly Little
scenes came back TO him Frag
mentsry words that had seemed