New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1922-09-03

pulling the blue incense toward the ceiling
while be stretched his feet out toward the
glowing CRATE.
Suddenly the door OF his study opened
under the ROBUST touch Of his housekeeper
Stout and short, protected by an ample
apron which covered her from neck to ankles
her sleeves rolled up and her hands ON her
hips, Nine. CIementine resembled sort If
chemical retort with an exaggerated waist
line Planting herself before her MISTER,
she asked:
Is Monsieur sick?.
No, Madame Clsmentine'
Monsieur is not depressed over his daugh-
ter's nlarriage2'y
Nc, Madame CIemeatinen
1t isn't natural, all the same remarked
the portly housekeeper, little disturbed by
her employers laconic answers "Since Mile
Antoinette is married Monsieur has not gone
out evenings. Before that he had hardly
swallowed his last mouthful when he started
for his beloved cafe, It isn't natural There
is something the matter with Monsieur
Yes, Madame Clementine, there is some
thing the matter with me. / have finally
overtaken, at the very end of my life, that
Il
ity liberty-these words make magnificent
music IN my ears. can come and go at will,
spend the evening out or go to bed talk or be
silent and not have my daughter, my terrible
daughter, after me like a gadfy: What are
you saying What are you doing? Stay with
mel Don't eat that Drink plenty of water,
Wrap yourself upi Don't wrap yourself up,
Take me out! Take me home You don't lis
ten to me! / am very unhappy
Nov it is finished | enjoy the exquisite
quietude OF peaceful home NY daughters
husband, in the marvellous reeommencement
Of all things, has taken my place 1t is for
him to endure Antoinette. 1t is his set as
they say at dominoes. / get the reposc which
have well earned by twenty-five years under
The family yoke That is why, my good
Madame Ciementine, stay at home evenings.
putting in unbroken calm my good briarwood
pipe
The stout matron shook her head and an
swered, indulgently:
Anybody but me, hearing you talk like
that, would think you were an egoist. But /
have almost brought up Nine. Antoinette. and
can say, without offending you, that if she
is as beautiful as Jan angel she is also as
balky as three devils. You can't handle her
even with pncers
At this instant there was violent ring at
the doorbell
Il am not in" said NJ Dutillot, warningly.
Alas In few seconds he heard in the
antechamber voice only too well known.
and presently Antoinette, his daughter, rushed
into the study
"You' exclaimed the surprised parent,
"And where is your husband?''
Il have left him for good
NJ. Dutilot gave frightened start.
What did you say"
That Marcel is a monster and that I want
70 divorce him"
"Ah!' he protested, ''you want to divorce
him? And this idea strikes you at 10 o'clock
in the evening? 1t is pleasantly
mo; it is the truth. / am the most un-
fortunate of women. My husband IS mon
ster, brigand, satyr, and, what is more, a
brute. He has beaten me!
There has been some misunderstanding
between you, the father interrupted
Yes final misunderstanding. In the first.
place, our aspirations and tastes are different
have come back to you
"Hah! What are you talking ahout?" he
cried in terror 1t is impossible! Marcel is
so polite
"He is as obstinate as two mules
You exaggerate."
AS one mule, then, if you wish"
Stamping her feet on the floor, the gentle
maiden shouted, almost beside herself:
Il have had enough of it, / have had
enough of it,
Calm yourself Tell me all about it,
Antoinette obeyed To-day's scene resem-
bled yesterdays, and that of ali the other
days Only this time It came to nows. Her
husband, selfwilied and despotic, crossed her
IN everything.
4 don't seq the father insinuated.
''oh, the men," she cried, gnashing her
teeth they always stick up for one another.
have spent my youth telling you that your
stale smoke faded the hangings. Since had
forbidden Marcel at least twenty times Is
poison the air Of the salon, | ran to him
snatched the cigar out of his mouth and threw
it in the fireplace
Them"
"Then he gave me two slaps and a kick
somewhere
He did right not to act that way before me.
charge myself with Furnishing my son-in-
law. Won arc ooiYer 81, ,.st,,,..,