Glacier County chief., 1939-04-07

all. However-why shouldn't you try
mess of it. you'll have a good time.
Let's look at them"
He studied the pictures she pointed
out to him, skillfully concealing the
fact that he could not tell the differ
ence. He said, Did you order some new
tobacco from that one-horse village
store?"
Gwynne put fat brown jar on the
table. But certainly. Professor! Do I
ever forget? Here it is Now. John
Brunius. admit it! I may side with the
underdog in the person of your guinea
pigs but taken all round, I'm a very
good wife,
He cupped her vivid little face in
his hands and kissed it warmly For
cooking and kissing, the best I ever
had, Mrs. Professor. Now live up to
your exalted opinion of yourself and
find my pipe"
He packed the briar bowl lovingly
and lit it. inhaled with sigh of con-
tent and gave himself up to the sweet
domestic peace. As Gwynne said, the
next war could wait His wife dreamed
blissfully over her pattern book. visual
izing herself chic and glamorous in
the gowns on the printed pages. their
elegance enhanced by her pretty hair
and her undeniable grace.
John broke into her reverie. His
voice was thick and drowsy. This the
same mixture I always have, or was it
out of stock?"
Il ordered the same as usual. but
I didn't look when I opened the packet
Isn't it good?"
Not bad. But it has a slightly pc
culiar taste-something queer-a little
bitter E"
Maybe it is wrong, John. I had
bit of trouble with the telephone today
It was out of order and an engineer
working on the line talked to me and
said he would relay my message to the
store. I guess he made mess of it"
But John Brunius was not listening
His head had dropped on his breast
wide awake and hungry for attention.
watched him with agonizing diSap-
pointment He was her husband and
he loved her, but he gave himself to
his mission for ending war with
passion that burned him like a martyrs
holy faith. At the end OF the day there
was nothing left for her-not even
tender half hour in memory of the
loveliest honeymoon a girl ever had.
She said little hopelessly John.
darling. you're going right off to sleep,
and you haven't said which dress you
like. Ill make the one you like best.
| don't care how difficult it is. Now
look. John. darling"
He turned to her as if her insistence
reached him through trance. His eyes
rolled queerly showing the whites IN
derneath The pipe slipped from his
hand to the floor and his head fell
heavily on the table.
john" she shouted in a panic
waking the sleeping baby john" She
took him by the shoulder and shook
him. He did not speak. but fell Imply
away from her. oh. dear" she cried
aloud to the quiet room. oh, dear
She picked up the telephone stand
ing Oh the maple bureau and asked for
the doctors number. The same strange
voice answered which had answered
earlier in the day. Good heavens!"
she cried angrily. Il never heard of
ANYBODY taking such a long time to
repair fallen wire
ITS a little more complicated than
that, lady said the engineer calmly.
tell me the message and I'll relay
it right away"
II want the doctor, and want him
quick. DR.. Bruce Rogers. The number
is New Southdown &c. Tell him to drop
everything and come. My husbands
unconscious. 1t looks like he's poisoned
himself in his laboratory with his
gas"
20. K, lady-at your service"
Gwynne replaced the telephone and
went back to her husband. Billyboy
was whimpering in his cradle, but she
ignored him. John was still sprawled
across the table. She took him by the
shoulders and shook him with all her
strength. "Gwynne." he muttered,
where are you. Gwynnep"