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The Perfect Husband
BY
Charles G.Norris
AotUot of "Salt," "Brass," cte.
luached In
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head, has been captured by the crew
of the barque Duquo d'Aostu off the
Brazilian coast. The creature's head
has u well-denned nose, ears and Rap
ing mouth, Its general appearance be
ing that of an old man. One spike
projects from the monster's forehead
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Vild wild tales of having seen roer
Jialds, mermen and demons when in
koplc seas, had In reality seen some
ich rare creature of the ocean depthB.
Iho prices of cotton and linen have
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their service by UBlng Red Cross Ball
(Hue in the laundry. All grocersAd-vertftscmont.
.His Keeper.
Ue Marriage Is a great InstItutIon
She Yes, I know there are a lot of
nmntes. -Judge.
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Uplift.
"He clrtlms to be a great booster."
"Yes; but his only Idea of elevating
something Is to blow it up."
It remains for a man on a sea voy.
age to prove that hay fever is not de
rived ftm pollen.
SEELrS Alfalfa $S; sweet clover $3.
Farms f.or sale & rent on crop poym'ts,
J. Mulhftll, Soo City, la. Advertlsem't.
Iloneaty may not be the best policy
for thf. get-rlch-qulck promoter.
A close friend Is all right until lie
declines to lend you money.
There was sullen silence ncross the
breakfast table. Lucy Vnllentlne bent
her head, and unsung poked at her
food. Her husband Mulshed his ham
and eggs deliberately, pushed away
his plate, and lounging back In his
chair, sucked the wind through his
teeth with little panicking noises of
ills tongue. Then he leisurely folded
the morning newspaper, rose, took his
tuif nnri mnt from the closet, and
stalked out of the apartment without
n word, sharply slamming the outer
door behind lilin,
Lucy sat on, thinking. A look of
hopelessness, nlmost of despair
settled upon her face. That was Tom
that was the way Tom acted; they
were In for another drenry spell of
his surliness! She thought over the
thirteen years of her married life; she
vlsloned the thirteen that might fol
lowthe twenty-six perhaps. That
was to be her fate: yoked to a churl,
uncouth and Ill-mannered, who was
Insensible of how he offended her.
And the thought that Infuriated her
most was that Tom regarded himself
as a perfect husband, faithful, good,
generous, devoted to her ami to nis
home! It was true enough. In fair
ness, Lucy hnd to admit that Tom
was generous; he was falthf illness
Itself; he earned a good salary; he
saved; he spent every night and even
Sundays nt home, and gave her an
ample allowance. He considered that
by this he discharged his duty as a
husband, nobly, and regaulcd the
cause of their constant bUkerlngs,
which recently he had chosen to treat
In moody silence, as being entirely
his wife's responsibility. He never
missed an opportunity to point out to
her thnt he had no vices; he did not
even smoke. Ho regarded her sourly
as nn ungrateful spouse a cranky,
unreasonable, nervous woman.
Luc? rocked her head in her lmmis,
nnd monrMl. Tom was so egreglously
stupid, so self-sat IsMcd, so blind. She
could have forgiven his obtuseness,
vut she could not forgive his rudeness.
Every day of his life he unconsciously
Hfrronta her, nnd almost as frequent
ly did so deliberately. He growled at
her, sneered at her, and when crossed,
vhouted her Into silence.
She had rebelled this morning. The
Incident that had precipitated the
n-hole trouble had been of trivial In
cf.r.srquence; It always was. Tom
had Rrld the cream was sour, and she
had casually remarked that she didn't
see how tt.nt could be since It was the
morning's delivery, and then he mm
shouted at her that he guessed he
knew what he was talking about, and
that when ho said the cream was sour,
it was sour. She had said nothing
In reply; she had considered his un
crnclousness dispassionately for a
limn, nnd then in the midst of the
breakfast, she had suddenly put her
clasped hnnds down before her on tne
table, and said her say temperately
and earnestly, urging her right to
conrtpous treatment. She was fa
miliar with the look of displeasure
that came Into his face as he listened,
nnd renchlng for an argument that
would strengthen her words, she had
alluded to Mr. firay and his wife, who
lived In the adjoining apartment, nnd
that had proved the spark to his
nnger. . , i
Fnr Tom hated the Grays, hated
The suite or
Chances are against the man who
refuses to take chances.
lam & Jelly Making
now an exact science
l Fresh Fruits are Plentiful !
! Use the short CeRTO-Process for
, making jam and jelly with Berries, J
i rhffriM. Feacnes ana omer mms m
season. You will find they are the best ,
iams and tellies you ever tasted.
Certo is sold by grocers everywhere '
or sent postpaid for 35 cents.
1 MINUTE'S BOILING
2 POUNDS OF FRUIT
3 pounds of sugar
4 ouncesof Certo
5 POUNDS OF JAM
Wrapped with every bottle
b a recipe booklet which
tells the story.
Douclas-Pcclin Corporation
4 Granite lildg., RocheHcr, N. '(.
retner, and sometimes
each other's kitchens.
Mr. Gray was an Interior decora
tor; ho was often away for several
days at a time when he went to super
vise tho work on some rich man'B
country home. He returned home,
always, with a trlMIng present for his
wife: n bangle, a pair or suvcr
buckles, a lacquered box, or perhaps
only a handful of Jonquils. Frequent
ly he took her out to dinner ami me
theater, and once, to Lucy's positive
knowledge, he had Inveigled her down
town In order to buy her a hat.
That had Beemed to Lucy the
apotheosis of conjugal devotion. Her
own husband hud never brought her
home unexpectedly a present In all
his life. Once In a great while, she
Induced him to go with her to the
theater or the movies. He had never
commented on anything she wore, or
took tho smallest notice of hat or
gow n.
Lucy, considering her own lot anil
the lmnny circumstances that were
Mrs. Gray's on th.'s particular morn
ing, said to herself with considerable
bitterness that while she was In no
danger of coveting her neighbor's hus
band, she did long with all her soul
for some degree of contentment with
hr own. And upon these rellectlons.
came Alice Gray, her sweet, composed
face free of worry, her serene bounty
I'lnwini' fntlnv with unexpected In
terest.
AI0117.0 had telephoned, she ex
plained, thnt he was obliged to go to
Boston; he would hnve to be away
for several days, and he wanted his
wife to accompany him. Could she
arrange her affairs to be ready to
leave with him on the late afternoon
train?
Could she? Alice Gray's eyes
danced with excitement as she caught
Lucy's hand. There was nothing to
detain her; she hnd never visited
Boston, she thought It perfectly
sweet of Alon.'-o to want her to go.
There was tho whole day before her
In which to gel ready; she needed a
new hat. a veil and a bag, and she
urged Lucy to come with her and help
her pick them out.
Lucy could not resist. She was not
small "enough to refuse to share this
friend's pleasure even though sue
felt the Injustice of Alice Gray's hav
ing so much and herself so little. And
the bitter feelings of the early morn
ing were forgotten, as she hastily
piled tho unwashed dishes In the sink
to soak, gave an indifferent glance at
Mm unmitrip bods, thrust head and
arms into her trim tailor skirt, and
reached for the smart little yellow
straw hat which she had only been
nble to wear once since she bought It,
a month before.
Later, seated beside her radiant
friend on the top of u Fifth nvenue
bus, the spring sunshine Mooding the
cltv. the street gay with fashionably
dressed women, she caught something
of Alice Gray's exhilaration.
The two women threaded the aisles
of department stores, priced fabrics
and exclaimed over the novelties.
Alice Gray bought a charming hat,
the veil, and u nent little handbag
with nickel clasps, and Lucy indulged
herself In a much-needed electric Iron.
In buoyant spirits they made a leis
urely progress at a late luncheon hour
to one of the smart, new French res
taurants on I'urk nvenue.
And ulmost In the entrance way,
about to pass through the revolving
glass doors to the street, absorbed and
gaily chatting together, tney encoun
tered Alonzo Gray and a handsomely
dressed woman. A happy exclamation
burst from Lucy and she started for
ward with a delighted greeting.
"Why, It's your husband it's Mr.
Gray"
But her words died on her lips.
Alice Gruy's Mngers closed like a vise
upon her arm, and the baud dragged
her aside. Something ugly und un-
pleasant Mashed Into Lucy's mind.
There was n whirling silence, a dizzy
ing moment while her pulses raced,
and her brenth was still. Then, un
conscious and Btlll chatting amiably,
Alonzo Gray and his companion passed
Into the street.
"Two, please and In tho corner. I
like those upholstered seats." Alice
Gray composedly addressed herself to
the head waiter, and serenely followed
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No reason now her tongue to tell
That sad old story "It did not jell
Her jam's now pctfea-jelv, too
She uses CERTO-so should you I
pvervthlnc nbout them.
rooms these neighbors occupied was
i- tliA V11onlt,1n,
an air-well separated the two cstab'- him into the cool nnd flower-seented
llshments, ami upon mm '"
light and ventilation n bedroom win
dow of each apartment gave vent.
Much that went on In tho Gray house
hold could be henrd by the Vallen
tlnes, and Tom and Lucy listened to
the stray words and casual conversa
tions that went on betwepiv their un
suspecting neighbors, unabashed.
Lucv loved the way In which the
Grays spoke to each other. It was so
different from that to which she was
accustomed. The man had cxtrnordl
nnrv nuances In his voice; It was
beautifully modulated, and when he
happened to address his wire as "my
iionr." it was like n caress. Tom
chose to ridicule the little lntlmnte
things they said to one another, nnd
to lmltnte Mr. Gray's manner. It
made Lucy acutely uncomfortable, for
she admired Mrs. Gray, was genuinely
fond of her, and wns in terror lest
Tom should be In turn overheard.
Lucy had had her misgivings as to
the decency of listening to her friend's
conMdentlnl murmurlngs with her litis
bnnd, but she nssured herself that
tier motive was not unworthy curi
osity. It wns merely that she enjoyed
with a hungry soul tho manner In
-i,iMi tills tmrtlcular husband and
wifo snokp to one another. It wns
beautiful, It soothed her, it was like
exquisite distant music.
She had come to be more or less
Intimately acquainted with Mrs. Gray
since that lady had moved next door.
Tho two women visited ono another,
' i r.n.omnt olinrTlnf trlns to-
made freuuent shopping trips to-
refitaurnnt.
"Come, Lucy"
Lucy, shaken, bewildered, the sig
nificance of what had occurred still
half guessed, mechanically obeyed.
Mechanically she ungloved her hands,
mechanically Bhe pushed stray locks
of hair up under her hat, mechanically
she ordered. But when the obsequious
head waiter had murmured: "Blen,
madamc," and had departed, she could
only keep her eyes on her plate, and
sit tongue-tied, fearful of any comment
she might hazard, miserably conscious
of what must be her friend's humili
ation and dlscoiufUure. That unques
tionably had been Alonzo Gray, and
the woman with hliu had been Lucy
knew with unmtstukable Intuition, that
the woman waB not of her world, or of
the world of decent women, Alice had
seen it all; she hnd understood, and
had saved Lucy from precipitating a
frightfully embarrassing encounter I
"My dear my dear " Alice Gray
laid her hnnd on Lucy's hrm. "You
mustn't feel so badly. I understand
what's passing In your mind but, my
dear, you mustn't concern yourself on
my account! ... I know; 1 know
all nbout It."
Lucy met her friend's unruflled
gaze with widening eyes and parted
lips. Mrs. Gray smiled at her, a wry,
twisted little smile.
"Oh, yes. I know all about It, and
and I don't cr.ro! Alonzo Is all that I
need In a husband; ho Is considerate,
attentive, deferential; ho likes to ha
with me, and to hnve me with Mm
and ho loves inc. Oh, yes. he doesi
ha loves me truly. . . There have
always been women in Alonzo's life!
This one happens to be u clever artist.
Alonzo employs her as a decorator. I
even know her nnme. She's Flora
iValzannl. You know Balzannl, tho
opera singer? She's hts divorced wife,
nnd Is quite promiscuous. Alonzo has
been well, nttentlvo to her for moro
than a year. Of course, he has no
Iden I know anything about It, and 1
wouldn't have hliu suspect I've learned
for anything In the, world. You see,
ho wouldn't want to hurt mo, nnd ho
would think that If I knew, I wonld bo
offended. But I have no moro feeling
of Jealousy for this passing fancy of
his than 1 would have for a good clgnr
he enjoys after dinner. . . . Oh, I
know my views are anything hut con
ventional. I am shocking you"; Alice
Interrupted herself, smiling a rather
bard, cold little Binlle. "I would
phock most women. But I believe al
together too much emphasis Is placed
upon tltlellty In marriage. As long as
my hustmntl In no way Jeopardizes my
rights as his lawful wife, why should
I concern myself with what he does
outside his home? Frankly, I would
rather have him unfaithful to mo In
nn occasional way, as he Is, than hnvo
him drink himself Into hesottcdness,
as many a man docs, nnd bring homo
to me a throbbing head, n nasty tem
per, and a rancid breath. Alonzo sat
isfies me; he more than adequately ful
fills hW part of life's companion with
me. I am thoroughly content; whnt
else matters?"
Her own apartment studied close to
Lucy, when, later the same dny, she
closed the door behind her. It seemed
cheerless, empty, desolate. The mood
with which Alice Gray had Infected
her all day, dropped from her like a
cloak suddenly falling to the Moor.
She put away her things and set
about getting dinner, wnshlng tho
dishes, whipping the unmade beds to
gether, setting tho table. After all,
her husband was probably no woreo
than any other woman's. She raado
him a pan of hot biscuits, of which she
knew he wus particularly fond.
At six o'clock, she heard him como
In. She heard his creaking steps to
the closet where he always hung his
hat and coat; sho heard him creak his
way back to the front room where sho
knew he had thrown himself down on
the sofa, and was reading the evening
paper with feet cocked over ono hard,
upholstered arm. He hud no word of
greeting for her; ho would nave none;
u dark and sullen silence would enwrup
him for days to come.
She put the food on tho table at the
half-hour, and called him to dinner.
Ho did not stop to wash 1Mb face or
hands or comb his hair; he camo Just
as he was, sullenly, Bllently, nnd
hunched his chair up to his place.
Suddenly something snapped in her.
She screamed ; she screamed piercing
ly ; ono wild, slinrp shriek. She burled
her face In her hands, forcing the
tlngers deep Into her cyebnlls. Then
sho began to sob, brokenly, passionate
ly, all the grief pent up In her burst
ing out In an agony of weeping.
In 13 years, Tom Vallcntlne had
never seen his wife cry. Ho was
startled now alarmed and shocked.
He watched her In pained uneaslnesB
for some minutes, groping nbout In his
mind for Borne way to1 check the Mood
of sobbing that beat upon his ears.
It had been a long, long time since ho
had laid a hand upon her In affection,
yet now he was moved by the vlolcnco
of her grief, and the unfamiliar im
nulse enmo to him. Ho Inld down his
knife and fork end stared at her stol
idly, frowning deeply. He thought of
getting up nnd patting her shoulder;
ho tried to think of something to say,
and In his perplexity began to talk at
random. Ho dick not know how to bo
gentle; he hnd forgotten how to be
tender. The Iron bonds of habit wcra
too well forged nbout him. ho naa al
ways treated his wife with contumely,
and now when ho strove to reach her
troubled spirit with gentlo words, he
found himself only mouthing a Justifi
cation of his actions thnt morning.
Lucy could not suspect thnt behind tho
harsh voice, and nlow, clumsy words,
there stirred within him tho first con
cern for her he had known In years.
Only tho dogged reiteration of tha
facts nbout the cream renched her
consciousness. Her sobbing fell silent,
but she still pressed her palms to her
cheeks, her Mngers to her eyes. Pres
ently she was awnre he had forsaken
the topic of tho cream ; now It was of
his virtues ho discoursed.
" . . . I ict you live your own life;
vou ro and come as you please; you
have your own friends. I never ask
vou how or why you spend tho money
every month, and I never let the Mrst
go by without depositing your check
In the bank I I never question what
you do with yourself all day; nil I ask
of you Ih to run the tiouse ana Keep
things nice. ... I don't see how
you've got much fnult to find with me.
i don't drink or gamble or smoke; I
don't go out nights, nnd I've never
looked nt another woman in nil my
life I Now, some men . . ."
Lucy listened until she could stand
no more. With wet tears stulnlng her
cheeks, her fnco convulsed, she sud
denly straightened herself and faced
him, her Up trembling, her handB half
outstretched to him across tho table.
"Oh, Tom, Tom," sho cried, "I don't
care how moral you are. I don't caro
anything about other women. I don't
care whether you go after them or not.
Seek thiim, kl6S them, hnvo them do
anything you like! Gumble, smoko
and drink! Deny yourself nothing on
my nccount. don't euro how wicked1
you ore. All i want you to do Is to bo
kind to me, Tom bo kind, bo kind I
Don't bo so ugly and mean to me.
And sometimes Just now and thin
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RUBBED HIM THE WRONG WAY
Old Codger Quite Unable to See Senae
or Humor In Remark Mads by
Dud Donner.
Roberts waB having to wait over In
a small village for a train connection
nnd wns trying to pnss the time by
vlflltlng with some of the nntlves.
"Nice little town you have here,"
he remarked to nn elderly man.
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mitted. "Looks like It might bo n good coun
try tiround about, too," Eoberts con
tlnued.
"Well, yes, I guess bo."
"Whnt does good farm land Bell for
nround here?"
"More 'nn It's worth I" the old man
answered, n twinkle In his eye, and
yet, withal, serious.
Roberts laughed.
"Ib tho land very fertile?"
"Oh, yea tol'able 1" tho old man as
sured him. "It will grow n crop nigh
on to every year and tho taxes never
fall." Kansas City Star.
"I belong to nn unorganized club of
paralytica," said tho Old Codger of
Kenllcucklc. "Every member has at
some time hnd a stroke. We aace
whenever nnd wherever we happen to,
nnd enjoy ournclves by Blring each
other up while talking about nothing
in purtlcular. Then wo go our sev
eral ways, each Batlslled In his own
mind that every one of the others
shows more Blgns of 1Mb aullctions
than ho htmsclf does. And, confound
It, Just yesterday, old Dud Dodder
Bympi'thlzed with mo for looking go
much worse than he docs. As a mat
ter of fact I look Just about as healthy
and stalwart hb I ever did. while ev
erybody BayB old Dud is almost ready
to totter Into tlio grnvc." Kansas City
Star.
Sometimes there la moro In the ncV
Jcctlvo thnn you suspect when you
speak of n criminal lawyer.
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