Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1921-01-28
The
Faxon Boomerang
BY UNA HUDSON


Mrs. Faxon come to meet him.
Mrs. Faxon had the club-habit. Mr..
taNon did not approve. but he liked
pence and quiet in his home.
He scratched a match and applied
II to the burner under his dinner Mr..
FaXon did not like that stew, but as
II had 10 be eaten. best to get at ii as
soon as possible and have it over with.
The stew had begun to bubble when
Mrs. FaXon came in.
Her glance rested approvingly on
the range.
You're so handy about the house.
Henry she said. You're the sort Of
husband thar it is a comfort TO have.
Time was when Mr. Faxon had fair
" swelled with pride at his wife's
praise of his domestic accomplish
mentS. Now it made him feel as
though he ought to go about wearing
a checked blue-and-white Bingham
apron.
He merely grunted unintelligibly as
he watched her take up the dinner.
We'll" he said as he followed her
into the dining-room, which club was
II today?"
His air was that of a man deter
mined 10 know the worst.
"A new one" said Mrs. raxon de-
lightedly.
In Heavens name, Claudia" said
Mr.. Faxon severely, "what do you
want of another cluh?"
Mrs. Fayon sighed Henry was such
a difficult person TO explain things to.
well, you know" she said. making
brave attempt at it. "some of the
city officials think thar is what
Mrs. Barlow called them-dont do
their duty at all, and were going to
make them"
How are you going to do it?'' Mr..
Faxon made haste TO get away from
dangerous ground
So she said; Were gong TO begin
with Judge Sinclair. Why. do you
know, Henry, he 5. p. c. A. had
man M before him The other day for
beating a dog. and he actually let him
go. He said the evidence wasn't sufi-
cient to convict him"
$50 we want a letter written to
Judge sinclair she said
'Yes." said Mr.. Faxon chcerfuly.
And who is to write III"
You are"
Mr. Faxon dropped his fork with a
ciatter.
Great Scott !" he said. Claudia,
are you crazy%
Henry" said Mrs Faxon severely.
you always do attribute the very
worst motives 10 people You ougn'
to be ashamed
He took his fountain pen from his
pocket and looked about for a sheet
of paper.
Mrs. Faxon promptly supplied II.
Then Mr. Faxon handed the finished
epistle TO his wife.
She read it auentively and looked
up with heaming eyes.
oh Henry" she said
at couldn't be better" Mrs Faxon
assured him earnestly.
He signed ii, and afterwards Won
dered how il had come about.
When Mr. Faxon came home he
found his wife on her knees in the
kitchen. coaxing sInall gray kitten
to drink more milk than was alto
gether good for it.
at was in the alley" She ex
planned. And its been mewinG all
day dreadfmly ] just couldn't bear
to hear it crying, so / brought it up
here"
Mr.. Faxon went ont and closed the
door after him The kittens voice
rose several octaves and piercingly
followed them down the stairs
"Oh" walled Mrs Faxon, what
will Mrs. sitterlee do? She simply
cannot endure noise
The Sitterlees occupied the fat just
below the Faxons.
The Faxons then went to the thea
ter. The play was one of the hits Of
the season. but Mrs. Faxon's atten-
ton wandered.
Three more acts - she exclaimed
pettishly at the end Of the first one.
| why couldn't they have written il il
two as they do comic operaT
81 know I'm horrd," Mrs. Faxon
apologized contritely But ! simply
cant get my mind of that awful kit
ten. Henry. do you suppose It's sui
bowiing7'
Il don't know" said Mr.. FaXon.
and" he added, with reckless bravo
do. Il don't care"
Mr.. Faxon opened the door and
stood aside for his wife to pass
at any rate he said, "the kit
tens quiet now
ssh" cautioned Mrs Faxon. IT'S
probably asleep Don't wake it,
He opened the door and had the
surprise Of his life.
The kitten apparently was enter
tanning company. 1t perehed on the
knee Of a stout man in suit Of
clothes that spoke for themselyes and
nurred loudly.
"W-w-what -" suffered Mr.
! Faxon Indignantly.
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