Omaha daily bee., 1921-12-20
Jack and Jill

"Aow, you must run away. dear,
and LEI me alone. I'm busy finish
ing up this pair OF knitted leggings
Tor little Bobbie Brownlow. and |
can't count stitches and keep talk
ing about the politics in Washing
tom
Jack grumpled and Il, his pipe
again.
It's a pity | can, enjoy your COM
pany when ] come home at night,
after beng alone in my office all day
working over a lot oi reports"
"Bu,. honey. III never finish this
knitting
1T looks tha, way. You've been
working on Il two months
"Yes, and little Bobbic is grow
ing so fast they won, iii II ! don't
finish tonigh,l"
Poor little Bobbiew
Jack retired to the lazy corner Of
the couch in the living room and
picked up a magazine.
Poor child, with only three aunts
and about seven srandmothers to
KNIT Tor him. ., UghI
Jill tried 10 ignore him.
"And ! come home TO bask in the
warm rays OF domestic bliss, 10 find
my wife sacrificing her eyesight, her
health and her husbands happiness
for the sake of little red-headed.
,-year-old, who probably has enough
knitted lcggings to outfit family OF
young centipedes."
Jack! You mean thing! II you
don't let me alone III go upstairs and
sit on the edge Of the bed and knit!
"Oh, all right! Don't mind me!
III go upstairs myselfg
Upstairs he went, Juggling his pipe,
his tobacco jar, his magazine and
decided crouch.
The crouch was soon forgotten in
the reading Of a rafting good dctec-
tive story, and when Jill came to
bed she found him ensconced on two
pillows, attired in his pajamas and
still engrossed in the mystery OF the
'ost safety razor.
Jack, dearest" Jill apologlzed.
I'm sorry was eros But you
know one has to be a.0ne once in
while! Please forgive me-
Jack had forgotten all about the
reason for forgiveness. and so the
task was easy.
1T was the following Sunday eve
ming when the Swayzer ladies called
upon them. The three Swayzer la
d 'es were all we'll past IS, and took a
tremendous interest in the local hap
penings Of the suburb in which they
lived.
"My goodness, dear" said Jack in
an undertone to Jill, as he hepled her
prepare some lemonade in the kitch-
EN-. 81 never heard so much gossip
in my life. Pm getting desperate and
I'm going upstairs to read
But dear they are our guests. You
know they would talk about you II
YOU were impol te.'
"Let 'em talk. That's all they do.
If l stay | might give them some rea-
son to gossip"
And so he escaped from the chat
ter without attracting Jills immedi-
ate attention. Several times she call
ed up to him.
"I'll be down in couple of min
utes," he promised each time.
The Swayzer ladies departed and
Jill waited for Jack There were
several things she wanted to talk
about, and it was only half past nine:
"Oh, why doesn't he come down."
she asked herself impatiently.
( She turned to the Sunday paper
read the fashion advertisements, and
looked at every picture. =.
1t was an hour before she looked
at the clock.
She called to Jack, but there was
no response.
Then she hurried upstairs. He
alone to count my knitting. I'm
pillow was little pencil note:
There are times when | must be
alone to county my knitting: I'm
knitting three pairs for the Swayzer
ladies. Please forgive me, darling"
And Jill remembered what little
Bobbie Brownlow was wearing.