Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-06-26

! it will hit so of anything else if YOU
| don't steer. 1t doesn't go all by it
self"
Il must learn to steer then" she
| agreed. "Will you give me a lesson
| tonight"
This was in May. and for hours
| she sat beside him and made him go
up and down the road, explaining to
her the difference between the clutch
and the accelerator and the self
| starter.
! You punch them all with your
feet" she summed it up.
Sure, Only you secure quite DIFF
| ferent results, according to which
ones you pinch" he reminded her.
He called to her attention the fact
that they had not had dinner.
She took the matter lightly enough.
Never mind. We don't get new
| car every day"
II should hope not" he replied
1t was too late for her to prepare the
table with her usual attention to de.
tail.
"We1l just picnic tonight" she said
Taylor was never very strong for
picnics. They had always seemed,
at best, rather messy affairs, to be
put up with for the sake Of the ira
ditional sentiment surrounding them
in the woods or by the shore. But q
picnic in the house lacked even that
saving quality. 1t lacked all the
charm and ceremony and daintineSs
that properly should accompany a
leisurely meal at home. Though he
voiced no complaint. he left the table
unsatisfled and started for the sitting
room with his paper. But he was
called back.
Its almost 9 o'clock, Teddy" his
wife reminded him. You aren't
going to leave me to do the dishes
all alone?"
"Oh, let them go until morning."
he called back.
They'll be right here, even then,
and won't be able to get your break
fast on time"
81 don't want any breakfast"
mot now, of course, silly, but you
will"
Taylor dropped his paper and turned
to. He was not fond of this sort Of
thing. although he thought Of himself
as domestic. But domesticity has two
sides, and this was the side he did
not like.
"Win you wash or wipe?" she In
quired.
"Wipe-if it's all the same to YOU"
he decided.
A dishtowel is well enough to start
with, but, after a minute or two. it
becomes moist and clammy. He
would have used one for each plate,
had he had his way. but he did not
have it. She allowed him only three,
and he handled the last one with the
tips of his fingers.
wen have to have some one in;
that's all there Is to it," he declared,
when he was through.
Servants today are so unsatisfac-
tory-and expensive" she objected.
Hang the expense
only you can't get rid of it that
way"
well. there are other ways"
I'm afraid we can't afford the
other ways" she demurred.
Wen see." he growled.
At that, when he did have an oppor:
tunity to settle down to his paper,
with her on the other side of the
table doing a bit Of embroidery, he
was wider awake than usual, and even
took the trouble TO read aloud to her
some Of the more interesting items of
the day.
TT was toward the middle of June
that Taylor began to get really
worried about the increase in his
household expenses. The car &C.
counted for some of the bills, for Mrs.
Taylor was running about a good deal;
but it did not explain them all. And
the new cook, of course. was an added
expense. But, over and above these
perfectly manifest liabilities, there was
general imitation that extended all