The Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 191?-19??, 1919-11-13
UMAPPRECIATIvE


Sunday-a steady downpour tina
threatened to deluge any neighborl
person who might wish ia venture ou
Mr.. Barrows was aware Of this fact
hence the sigh Of Infinite content.
His wife entered the room, her eye
darting here aud there for dust afte
the manner Of good housewife. Sh
espled her husband resting bllssfuIl,
in the big chair; his feet GROWING
second one.
That's right, George" she beamed
Enjoy yourself. It's your one day o.
rest through the week. and it's raining
so hard nobody will be here today. 81
you can read without Interruption"
Mr.. BarrOws' answering smile was
somewhat apprehensive, but he smiled
pleasantly as he answered. "Thats
the idea, Martha. see a good day
ahead of me. Some life" Then he
sank down even lower in the easy
chair.
Scarcely had he started to read
when his wifes wandering eye found
the lOng-sought bit Of dust on the car
pet. 1t happened to be under the arm
Of her husbands chair. She hustled
out into the kitchen and returned with
the broom.
"Now, don't you move, George" she
admonlshed, as she juggled the broom
back and forth In futile attempt to
catchsthe offending particle. Il just
want to get little dust see under
meath your chair. You sit right still.
! don't want to disturb you"
More futile jabs with the broom.
Mrs. BarrOws became nervous and In
a desperate effort to sweep up the
tOrmenting speck Of dirt brought the !
broom dangerously near to Mr. Par
rows nose. He jumped up with an
impatient ejaculation.
For heavens sake, Martha" he
said. "Why. Of all days. do you have
to sweep on Sunday? Aren't six days /
enough TO chase dirt. Here's the fash
Ion sheet. Have you seen it?"
Mrs. Barrosrs seized she sheet and
was oOOh ChS,lOSSCu III It's ldSCHldlUlg
descriptions. Her husband, feeling
slight pangs of hunger went to the
pantry and returned with large,
luscious sandwich, which he was eat-
ing with great relish.
Martha the observant cast stern
eyes of diSapprOvaI on him. "NNhy.
George BarrOws" she exclaimed. you
surely are not going to eat again so
loon after breakfast"
I'm going to finish this sandwich
hats one sure bet" retorted her
pOuse. between satisfying mouthfuls.
Now, Martha, for heavens sake.
ont lecture about that"
Silence. Mrs. BarrOwS returned to :
er fashion sheet, looked on the oppo-
lite side and gave triumphant little
queal. Look, GEORGE" she exclalm- )
d. They're selling shirts at Grey's I
at a great bargain. Three
ollar shirts for -ninety-eight cents, 9
hey are able to do this because they y
ought the cloth before the war" {
erisive snorts from her better half. 4
Well, if you won't believe in bargains G
can't convince you, but just think y
the stamps l could have got" 8
No answer. Mr.. BarrOws was evil
emily deeply engrossed in his story &
Irs. Barrows' interest in the paper Z
ad waned. She fidgeted. Finally her Z
ttentiOn was attracted to Some bar q
els in the adjoining yard. {
George" No answer. Georges 3
'uder STILL No reply. "Georgew in 3
shrill tremelo. Don't you hear (
lie" ssrl sr''--'assg 6
"Uh, uh," absently. 'SAaszsS - e
did you know the ash men were &
ut on striker" e
Are they?" more absently still. &
YES, and the Rankins have their 3,
arrels out They told me yesterday =
nat there was no telling when they =
ould be taken and they get theirs out e
time. Now, before you forget it, {,
)n't you think 1t would be a good 8
an to get ours out before" d
She got no further Her husband <,
bundled from his chair. "Can a man q
ever find real peace or comfort in Y
S own home? No, Martha" as she &
arted to interrupt. Let me speak. &C
have hoped that some time l could &
'ok on my home MS a place of rest s
nd you have consistently nagged-" .
"Why, George" tearfully, 81 didn't =
can" q
mo That's the sad part of it," her z
lsband replied. you never mean. {
1t you always do. Take today, for e
stance. As soon as l got comfort Z
,ly settled you began to raise the q
lst and poke my chair; then I start 8
to eat a sandwich and you gave a &
leful prophecy. Then, when was e
wing to keep my temper you started Z,
discussion about shirts and climatic 8,
nditions. Grey & Co. aren't wish d
6 shirts on me for nothing, that's a <,
It. And finally the strike of the "a
h men held the floor. Martha, ] y
MT want to read all the time, but / G.
ink a man is entitled to one days SG
1t out Of the week. Good natured 6,
ugly nagging-it's just as annoy *
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