The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-10-18
JUDGE J. EMMETT WOLFE
APPOINTED TO DADE CO. BENCH


Tallahassee, Fla, Oct. 17.-Governor
Cats today appointed Hon. J. EN-
NETT Wolfe. Of Miami, judge of the
Criminal Court of Record OF Dade
county, to succeed Judge J. T. San
ders, deceased. Judge Sanders con-
tracted pneumonia and died while on
visit in, Jacksonville recently.
Judge Wolfe was formerly a resi-
dent Of Escambia county and up to
the time OF his appointment was
judge of the circuit court for the first
judicial circuit. He is recognized IN
West Florida as jurist OF extraor-
binary ability.
Of course" with the air of a martyr.
IF you want me to stay in tomorrow
and get dinner, why I'll have to stay
You know very well don't want
that, Maggie. I've never yet kept you
on any OF your afternoons of. / only
asked you to fix something for dinner
in the morning, and now I don't want
you even to do that. l never want
any one to do anything for me unless
they do II willingly
And Helen flouneed out of the kitch-
en- thoroughly angry. She was be-
ginning to realize that Maggie domi-
mated her more and more; that she
was getting almost afraid to ask her
to do anything for fear Of starting one
of her long arguments or reasons why
she could not do It,
What was the trouble in the kitch-
en-" demanded Warren, when they
sat down to the table.
'S-s-sh, dear" as Maggie pushed
through the swinging door with the
soup. oh, Mrs. Dawson called me UP
today" with the attempted careless
ness with which one always changes
the subject when the person talked
about suddenly enters the room.
We'll, what did she have to say?"
asked Warren.
Then, as Maggie went out:
Dear. she was just as sullen and
disagreeable as she could ber'
Who? Mrs Dawson?"
''Oh, you know / mean Maggie i'm
patiently. l just asked her If she
couldn't fix the dessert and salad be-
fore she left tomorrow, and she began
one Of her long arguments about all
She had to do and Of how hard the
work was here" Then, quickly, as
Maggie entered again. 'they went to
the opera Friday-Tosca' l think it
was.
Warren only granted. He would not
exert himself to talk for the benefit
of the maid.
''It's Your Own Fault
Helen continued the discussion of
Mrs. Dawson until Maggie served the
roast and vegetables, and would have
no excuse to return until she rang for
her to bring the salad. Then she re-
lieved her mind by telling Warren all
q oorcrin mo
more and more domineering and "set"
in her ways.
We'll. it's your own fault" shrugged
Warren. "She wouldn't dominate yuu
if you didn't let her."
But, dear, what was l to do? In
so many ways she's the best girl
we've ever had. She's absolutely
honest and sober, she's scrupulously
clean and works all the time-but
she can't bear to be told anything. Ii
/ tell her how to do the least little
thing, she always has some reason or
argument why it can't be done that |
way"
wouldn't stand for it for a minute, |
you're as easy a mark as that-snu |
going to put it over you"
When Helen finally rang for the |
salad she noticed that as Maggie |
brought it in she glanced quickly from |
her to Warren. To Helen there was |
pathetic in the glance, as |
though she knew they had been dis |
oussing her. Her face was slightly |
flushed, too-could she have been cry
ing.
Helen's Thoughts.
Helen was tender hearted to fault. |
and the thought OF Maggie ot1t there
llone in the kitchen, feeling that War;
Al and she were in here talking |
about her, quickly melted her anger.
was two against one, and the one
vas in the helpless position Of de-
bending upon the other two for her
A gereat many things flashed through
Ielen's mind in the next few moments
the drudgery of housework, ana the
,reater drudgery Of the scrub or char
so often the fate OF those too
Id for housework. And Maggie was
10 longer young. Perhaps she had
'een out in the kitchen thinking of
ust these things, wondering If she
ost this position, how long it would
lie before she could get another, and
low much longer before she could get {
zone at all.
Then Helen thought of herself. Sc
ure in the protection of her home /,
nd her husband. Surely she could
ford to be generous to this otner !
woman who was so alone.
After dinner she crept into Warren's a
az and told him of all she had been .
linking at the table, ending with: :
Dear. she DOES do her work we'll,
nd. after all, that's the main thing t
cts try to put up with the rest. W a
an afford to-, Nesting her face a
gainst his neck. We've got so much