The Nome daily nugget., 1935-01-12
ON BEING LATE
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By R. H. WILKINSON
q Ben syndicate.-wNU Service.
.ARBARA WILLIAMS Is the h sort of person who never ar.
 . rives anywhere on time.

If you have an appointment to meet her on a certain street corner at q certain time. you can depend upon her being at least a half hour late, and safely regulate your own time of arrival accordingly.
 No matter what the circum- stances or how important the func- ton Barbara concerns herself not with promptness.
 Of course she is always full of excuses and apologies, and actually gives the impression of being frightfully sorry that something intervened 50 she just couldn't make it.
 Moreover, she Is a wholly lovable person. possessed of an incredibly sweet disposition, and delightful company.
 And when she looks at you with deep concern and pleading written in her rather attractive brown eyes, you are apt to cover your annoy ance with a forgivlng smile and hope that next time she'll make an effort to be more accommodating.
 There have been numberless sug- gestions offered for cures for. peo pie having this being late fault. But most always these sugges- tions are offered by persons who don't have to live with folks like Barbara Williams. It is quite simple when you are not dependent on q Barbara VIII Hams for one thing and another, to suggest tyrannical methods of ef- fecting . cure.
 Dick Williams, who Is Barbara's husband. is an easy going sort of person, and for a time after their marriage in 1928 his wife's tardi- ness didn't bother him a great deal. But as their welded life pro- gressed. the thing began to get on his nerves.
 After 6 year of meeting Barbara downtown once each week on Thursday nights in order that they might dine out together. and hay ing to wait 30 minutes beyond the scheduled time, he spoke of the matter, at first casually. then more seriously and finally in an outburst of anger.
 And on such occasions Barbara would turn the full power of her large brown eyes on him and nod her head in sad agreement.
 q don't blame you, darling" shed say. Mot bit. should try to be on time. shouldn't IF" And Dick would rage: You cer. tainly shouldi Why. it's positively selfish. Insulting. Folks invite you places and you can't even pay them the courtesy of arriving on time! You ought to be ashamedi'
 "I am," Barbara would admit humbly. q am ashamed. precious" And precious would get up and take her in his arms and kiss her and tell her he was sorry he had talked to her 50. but something really ought to be done about 1t. Which would bring the matter to a close, and Barbara on the day fol towing would accept an invitation to bridge party at three In the afternoon and would arrive at 3 80, having forgotten or disregarded her firm resolutions made in Dicks presence on the night before.
 The thing at length reached point where Dick, driven to exas- peration, his nerves on edge. his pride injured. determined that some drastic step would have to be taken to effect cure. It must end.
 He loved Barbara, he knew, more sincerely and deeply than did the average husband in this day and age.
 She had no other faults that were worth mentioning. She qualified in every respect as wife and companion and help mate in his chosen profession.
 Yet, despite everything every thing. by golly-she had to be cured of this one deficiency, or one. per haps both of them. would go crazy. aa And forthwith Dick set himself down to think and scheme and plan to the best of his ability. And after an hour of deep men, tai labor, he hit on an idea.
 Today was Tuesday. Friday next would mark their second anniver- sary.
 It meant lot to Barbara. A great lot.
 She had been talking about 1t, planning on 1t for weeks. She had bought 6 new frock in which to celebrate.
 She had selected the place where they were to dine, chosen the the ater which they would attend after ward.
 It was. in fact. big day in her