Evening star., 1932-01-24

than ever before And yet practically nobody
is making Immortal Utterances. We should
remember that the eyes of posterity are upon
us-and the ears, too What would history be
without the famous sayings of famous men?
We may have forgotten who Stephen Decatur
was, what he did, but we can never forget
his memorable remark, Our country right or
wrong! May she always be right or wrong,
but" Mr.. Oddleigh hesitated
Right or wrong our country!" finished
Mrs. Oddeigh.
Exactly" he agreed And when you open
the pages of the Congressional Record today
do you find anything equal to Ciceros Ora
ton Against Catiline or Burkes Speech ON
Conciliation?"
mo" replied Mrs Oddleigh who had never
opened the pages of the Congressional Record.
"Our modern speech lacks significance" her
husband concluded. Our talk is too trivial
We need more epoch-making statements
dRs. oDDLEIGH nodded. Those good old
lVl epochs like mother used to make" she
muttered. And when her husband came home
from the Office that evening she was standing
in the doorway with arms outstretched. Hail
spouse!" she cried. We who about to
dine salute you and bid you welcome. "A mans
house is his castle, ct domus sua cuique tutis-
simum refugium tCoke)."
Mr. OuQlelgn stared at ner.
ENTER" said Mrs. Oddleigh, with COM
manding gesture. 1T must be now never.
for while you stand with reluctant feet upon
your threshold old Boreas clutches with frosty
fingers at the ankles of your partner in Joy
and sorrow. Shut the door, and the devil take
the hindmoSt!"
DazedIy, Mr.. Oddleigh followed her in How
about dinner?' he inquired, hanging up his
coat and hat
20 rash importunity!" she replied. ~At
the beginning of the cask and at the end take
your fill; but be saving in the middle, for at
the bottom saving comes too late (Hesoid)."
But I'm hungry" explained her husband.
They sat down at the table. Well" MIR
Oddleigh began chattily 81 met Pete Blurp
on the street today and invited him over to
the club for little game tomorrow night, but
he said his wife wouldn't let him go. Can
you beat it?" ..
%, Mrs. Oodleigh nodded sagely. He that has
wife and children has given hostages to for
tune; for they are mpedments to great enter
prises either Of virtue mischief (Bacon)."
"Where?" he inquired, glancing about the
table
That's a quotation from Bacon" she ex-
planned.
Mr.. Oddleigh ate in silence Finally dinner
was finished II think I'll go down to the
club" he said
You'll stay right here" she replied firmly.
"A little exercise will do me good" argued
Mr.. Oddleigh. My constitution needs it."
There is a higher law than the Constitu-
ton (Seward)," she informed him. IF you
want exercise you help me hang the cur
tains in the pa-lor We must hang together
or we shall hang separately and I intend to
fight it out this line if it takes all Winter"
"Oh. very we'll he grumb.ed.
At 10 o'clock that right Mr. Oddleigh stag
gered upstairs. He had hung six curtains,
fallen Off the stepladder twice and smashed
seven out of a possible ten fingers with the
hammer He literally fell into bed.
Just as he dropping off to sleep he
heard his wife's voice again. It's ringing ora
toricsl tones echoed through the bedroom
Sleep" she apostrophizec. sleep that knits
up the raveled sleeve of care the death Of
each days life, sore labor's bath. balm of hurt
minds, great Natures second course chief
nourisher in life's feastp (Shaka fpeare)."
MIR. oddleigh opened one eye. "'Aw nerts!
(OddleiglD," he groaned. ~