The Enterprise. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 192?-1930, 1928-07-12
GEnternrise News Rnreanl

Enterprise News Bureau)
at saws here that a man killed
his wife because she was familiar
with a neighbor," began the legal
egg scrambler over the coffee cups
one morning rs she impaired to me
some of the info contained in the
morning scandal sheet.
Jealousy" l snaps back, sis
nothing but a Pigment of a neglected
brain. 1t comes as the result of an
inferiority complex and only grows
in minds which are more or less un-
dernomished in thinkfood. Now a
man of my intelligence could not be
got jealous under any circumstances
because appreciate my own value
and feels that the person upon whom
lavishes my affections does the
same"
"You don't seem TO have n very
exalted opinion of yourself" answers
the storm and strife sarcastically. IF
| had to pass through the ordeal
you was the last male species on
earth"
"There is no doubts about that, |"
| replies, because you would prob
ably be trampled to death in the
rush"
This snappy comeback, which | re-
members from show, shuts her up
for a moment when she can't think
of any insult TO reply with and she
leaves the table in a huff and sad
dies over to the window biting her
lips TO avoid further verbal hostili-
ties until gets out of the house.
"Why dear" she yelps excitedly,
forgetting her feelings in her anxiety
to impart an earful of gossip, do
you know somebody is moving into
that vacant house next door,"
"Pretty cheap pataters," re-
marks after one look at the brand
of furniture which is being carted
into that dump, which in no way
compares with the aTistocratic tastes
which beauties our own domicile.
81 wonder who in the world they
can be-" goes on the frau cXcitedly,
"a do hope they are nice congenial
neighbors.
"For my parts,' | answers grab.
bling my headgear from the hallrack,
81 is Just about as enthused over
tGking up with every Tom, Dick and
Harry, that tears ,lown that for rem,
sign next door as is for staging a
wrestling match with an octopus.
amt got the disagreements / had
with that last khan who dirtied up
that side of the fence out of my sys.
tenn yet and they been gone q
month"
OF course, it amt till | returns
home that evening after collarne
the slab all day that the spouse
greets me with the knowledge that
the bimbo who is to be our neigh.
Dor is named Joseph p. Goosenberry
mot old Joe Goosenberry from
| Spokane, my old boyhood friend"
| asked with excitement in my articu
] lation. "I'll go right over and eX
| tend that old rascal the key to the
| section before | eats my supper
is'"Why, I didn't know you was &C
| ouainted with joe" falters the wife
| "Acquainted?" | answers, why
Joe and / laid across the same
mammy's knee and had our breeche'
! sewed up together but what do yot
know about him.
ooh. nothing" says she shylike
"only Joe and me came near getting
married once - long before | me-
you. Joe is u nice boy though ant
| liked him very much
"Why, that NANCY old rascal never
told me anything about being en-
gagged up with anybody, but ain
seen that sliuling son of a cucklebul
since we was mustered out of thu
army"
With the exceptions of taking oil
about hundred or more pounds ant
getting bald on top of the head, Jo'
hasn't changed a bit since him ant
me used to steal apples together bu
the surprise come when ! learn tina
he went back to the old brier patel
where he and was brung up ant
WEEDS up with Annie Cahoon, WHIT
used to be the weakness of all thu