The Prescott daily news., 1917-01-27
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HER LITTLE WAY

ClSdt tO MitINtl hG in difference to his wife's fears that he was injuring his health by excess sive smoking. Mrs. Sarventor smiled sweetly at him over her workbasket.
 'Oh!" he exclaimed suddenly. What do you think? Wilmington has backed out of that little stag party at Renford's. His wife wouldn't let him go. Wouldn't that give you a nerv- ous chill? Adeine, if l had a wife like that I'd be tempted to take a open up his mouth around the house without raising his hand to ask per mission. He says he's got another en- gagement. but, of course, that's all humbug. l bet Tom Hinckly So that he'd find some excuse to crawl out"
 q don't like you to bet, dear," said Mrs. Sarventor gently.
 "I know" returned Sarventor, slightly confused. "But-er-well, anyway. he didn't take me up."
 Do you mean that Mr. Hinckly isn't going to pay you the money you won?'
 "Of course not. He didn't bet"
 "Well, think. he ought to pay, any way, if you bet him. But I'm glad you had the $5 you could afford to lose, because it's just the amount want. Hand it over, Edward, please"
 Sarventor ruefully extracted q So bill from his pocketbook and threw 1t into the workbasket with the re- mark that that just left him carfare.
 How would you like to have if said that your husband stood in terror of you, little woman?" he asked jocularly.
 "I wouldn't like it at all" replied Mrs Sarventor, promptly. q believe in a man doing what he pleases as long as he doesn't misconduct himself. I'm not an advanced woman like Mrs Willington, you know"
 "No, you're not. by George!" said her husband, admiringly.
 Besides, l know you wouldn't stand dictaton,' laughed the lady.
 "Well, guess not" said Sarventor.
 What kind of q party is this, Ed ward?" asked Mrs. Sarventor pres ently, as she threaded a needle.
 "Oh, just men, you know"
 Are they nice?"
 Tt depends on what you call nice It isn't like pink tea"
 T suppose you will all smoke like chimneys and play cards. We'll of course, you will go if you want to-"
 "Why, certainly"
 You needn't be cross about it, Ed ward. I'm not cross"
 T don't see any reason why you should be-"
 "l might not like 1t, though. wouldn't wonder bit if they played | cards for money-and that's gam bling"
 Why, Adeline! Suppose 1t was a penny ante-enough just to give an interest to the game?"
 ''The principle is the same. But of course my narrow views needn't stand in the way of yoqV having good time.''
 "Oh, thunder" "Now, you are losing your temper. Well, we won't say anything more about it. You've made up your mind tEat you'll go whether like it or not or whether it's right or wrong. wouldn't say word for the world to displease you. You know I wouldn't, Edward. don't like to have you cross"
 But my dear!"
 No, we won't say anything more about it. And then you'll be tempted to smoke more than is good for you. l know you won't break your promise to me, but"
 What promise?"
 About smoking more than one cigar in an evening""
 "Nonsense You aren't talking req sonably, my dear. You just don't want me to go."
 No, l want you to go, If you pre- fer the society of set of horrld card playing men to your wife's ought not to complain. ought to be g-g-glad."
 'Why, Adeline, my dearw
 No, I'm not, You know Pm not. | You dud-dud-don't love me-"
 "Of course, do. You know per fectly well do."
 Mrs. Sarventor put aside her hus- bands caressing hand and dried her eyes. Then she said: This is very foolish of me Edward. I ought to be ashamed of myself, and am, too. Of course, you must go, dear. You know,