The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1919-12-18
BARGAIN IN PAINT
BY LAWRENCE BRONSON. |


town. attracted partly by the show
card of glossy squares, ostensibIy col
ored by the RuberSteel pigmente,
aud partly by the fact that the can,
which under ordinary circumstances
would have cost fifty cents. was
marked down for this day only to
forty-seyen cents. Jandivere smiled
when Mrs. Jandlvere said. II was .
clear saving OF three cents and for an
additional two cents she was able to
buy quite q nice little, paint brush.
Really II was like getting q paint
brush for nothing,
What are you going to do with
III" he asked
There are many things I can do
with Ii. l thought the woodwork In
the spare room would look well In that
shade OF green"
"well. you'll have to wait awhile.
then. Brother Robert will be here ON
Thursday aad we don't want the room
smelling OF paint. l don't believe you'll
get painter ut this season at days
notice. They're nll too busy"
"Why. I'm going to do It myself"
/ old Mrs. Jandivere. "What did you
! suppose? That's what this paint II
for. It's all ready mixed aud = child
can apply II. il says so In the cir
| cuar. II dries In ten hours, 80 there
won't be any trouble about the SMELL"
"Have II your own way" said jan
dlvere. resgnedly.
"Well. how did the painting gor' he
inquired when he came home the fol-
lowing evening. ~ needn't ask.
though" he added. after look at her
face.
II wish you'd come upstairs and
In her voice. II can't make It out.
They must have given me bad paint.
II won't color at ALL"
"Wont colorT"
mot u particle except now and then.
II jus. sort of smears. And hasn't
II peculiar odor? Does all paint
smell like thatf"
ut does smell panty" said Jam
divere, as he went upstairs. "Why,
you haven't mixed your paint. have
your" he continued as he looked upon
the gsistening woodwork.
mixed It? Why. it's supposed to be
already mixed"
"Yes. hut you have to stir II, you
know. The paint settles to the bot
tom and leaves just the oil on top.
See here"
He knelt down--and stirred the mix-
ture so energetcally that he splashed
some Of It on his wife's silk waist.
She cried out In horror:
II told you you'd get splashed," he
said. "why didn't you put on some
thing sensible?"
II did" she said, Indignantly. II
wore an old gray short skirt and .
dressing jacket I'd put In the rag bag
and never got drop on them. But
look at youl You're kneelins In a lit
tie puddle Of II yourself. And your
nice new suit"
The paint-defiled garments were put
: of and laid aside to go to the clean
er's and the Jandiveres went down to
dinner. There were peas with the
lamb chops--the canned article. jan
divere was fond Of peas ordinarily.
but at the first mouthful he laid down
his fork and spasm Of disgust
8 crossed his face.
'They taste Of paint" ne said.
Nonsense It's your Imagination.
Well. they do, don't they7 Now, what
do you suppose?"
! IL know what. II was the can
opener. I opened the paint can with
that and forgot to speak to her about
It. That's just what 1t is."
The next evening Mrs. Jandivere
: had to report large blister In the
palm Of her right hand and that the
paint didn't seem to cover the old
woodwork. which was cherry, except
where 1t was put on 80 thick that II
ran all over the floor. Jandivers went
up to look at II.
"rhat's So" he said. you'll have
to put on two or three coats"
~ don't believe j can," said thu
4 lady. tearfully. "And II doesn't lool
: as smooth and glossy as It did on the
o card, either"
). We'll, I'll get n man to-Hello
You've splnshed the wallpaper. zee +
/ II couldn't help IT," said Mrs. Jan
divere. "'rhe brush just would splat
ter. Well. we rather needed q new
? paper, anyway. didn't we. dearf
Jandivere surveyed the prospect In
gloomy silence. with his hands In hll
. pockets. Then he left the room an(
: no further allusion was made to thu
:. paint that evening.
r The next night. however. Jandivsre
), entered the library before the gas val
s lighted. sat down In a malachite greer
wicker chair. Mrs. Jandiyere explalnes
that her blister had pained her y
, much she had done nothing more Il
= the room. but had compromised on dec
q Grating the chair, which she intende.
| as a surDrise