Omaha daily bee., 1918-12-01
lie M Woman'S Work IN the World III III
Here and The
Tales Of Cheer by
Gabby De t ayls

ATHE war worker who ret"-N
l. home too late to prepare the
evening meal for famished hubby
has borne the brunt of the cartoons
ist and humorist's jest for many an
aeon. The husband of one OF tho
fa;rest workers decided to take
things in his own hands. One morn.
ing at the breakfast table he ISSUED
this stern decree:
Margaret, you must surely mend
you ways; Monday. Tuesday, We'd
nesday, Thursday, and many like
days in the past, have ! returned
home to find the house locked, you
absent and no signs OF dinner" wal
his stern arraignment, and, by the
way, he is an attorney. She had
promised many times to do better.
(but always failed). Tonight you
must be home when |. return"
Wife made glib promise and
kissed him sweetly as he started
downtown.
Hubby had no sooner left than
the telephone rang and wife re.
cefved an invitation to luncheon.
Haunted by no fears of returning
home late, since the luncheon could
not possibly last very long, she con-
scented. .>
She attended the luncheon, after
which it was suggested that the
guests attend the matinee. "Oh, no,
thank you, couldn't possibly" said
the fair matron, her husbands de-
cree dining in her ears. But they
persuaded her. "Oh, we'll, don't
have to stay through the whole per-
Torrance; I'll leave early" she
compromised.
They attended the matinee and
were laughing and joking in great
glee, hubby and his stern mandates
having been forgotten in the mean
while, when, hike Cinderella at the
ball, only it wasn't the II chimes
OF the clock, realization came to her.
She picked up her wraps, excused
herself and scurried for her car.
Painting and breathless she reached
her home and had just let herself
in the door when the telephone bell
rang.
Her hat askew and her hair awry,
Margie hurried to the phone. Hub
bie's voice trailed at the other end
of the line.
Margaret, that you? I Just
called to tell you that / am not com
ing home to dinner. Mr.. H. is
here and on business and | will
have dinner with him downtown"
Margaret swears she will never
hurry home again.
young matrons who live
around the corner from each
other, are very great friends. TheiE
particular corner is accessible to
two downtown car lines.
One afternoon they went on a
shopping expedition. To expedite
their shopping they arranged to
meet afa certain spot in the store
after they had pursued their in
|dlvldual bargains in different parts
of the store.
The first matron sauntered up to
the rendezvous at the appointed
hour and waited patiently for her
friend, who did not arrive.
The second matron asserts also
that she was on the spot at the
designated hour.
Each said that she waited pa
tiently for the other, who did not
appear. After waiting a long while
each concluded that She had missed
the other and started home.
The first matron took the first
handy car. The second matron
walked down a few blocks and took
the other car.
y The, first matron reached her.
destination, the corner where she
lived, just as another car arrived
Just as she dismounted she glanced
IN the direction of the other car
and there was 1.-The second matron
dismounting.
Each had a good laugh at the ex-
pense OF the other and how thew.
missed each other is what. neither
can explain.
day last week Gabby dropped
into the Office of the War Cam
Community service, and found little
Miss Florence Range in a state Of
wild excitement, "The goods for Our
beautiful new uniforms has come.
DO you, want to see them?" she
asked, and of course Gabby did, be-
ing a woman, and looked expects
antly about for a huge roll of blue
wooden cloth. Instead, Miss Range
displayed a small strip about three
inches long and two inches square.
This is the goods for my new uni
torn" she proudly informed us. It
must be nice to be little like Miss
Range and be able to cut a whole
suit out of sample.
| -
~ FORGE PAUL BORGLUM had
~ heard his mother and father
discussing the terms of the armis-
tlce, and how Marshal Foch had kept
the emlssaries of the kaiser waiting
tor two hours before he would give
them an audience.
Madame Borglum, whose brother,
General Vignal, studied in the mill
tary school under the imam of God"
ventured the opinion that Marshal
foch had given the time to conf
munlon with God or had needed
that time to control his feelings, 10
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