Judge — August 3, 1918 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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“You weren't so cynical once—say, before we were married.” “One gets wise, you know. the world would be if we never learned anyth “LT admit it would be a little monotonous wisdom is sometimes a synonym for wickedness. “Has that suggestion any immediate— application, dear? . “LT seldom know where you are, Harry, nowadays. But I just happened to hear that you were seen dancing the other night with a young woman who is what they call a ‘feature’ of one of the cabarets.” “You must be a patron of some industrious bureau of information. I admit I was dancing the other night with an expert female. I’ve been out of practice so long, since we danced together, that | had a momentary wish to again test my terpsichorean cunning. But I have no desire to practice it steadily. By the way, you went motoring yesterday with Lieutenant Briscoe, didn’t you?” “Why, you knew all about it! going. You usually know where I am, Harry.” ‘Usually,’ my dear, is a handy word—very. It lacks definiteness, and has an accommodat- What a blooming place I told you I was “What else could I mean?” Madge began to weep. Affection is a strange thing. Or perhaps in this case it might have been companion- ship. There was a sentimental reconciliation, but Madge could not induce Harry to give her further in- formation. He left at midnight, bag and baggage. Madge was so upset the next day she quarreled with and gave notice to her maid. But gradually her spirits returned. She went out with soldier friends now and then, and Lieutenant Briscoe, whose duties had some- thing to do with a munition factory in a suburb, began to call more frequently. In fact, he seemed in Harry’s absence to be encouraged by Madge. Two months later Madge’s new maid awakened her one morning to say there was a gentleman down-stairs. As Madge descended she saw ona table a cap, gloves, and a swagger stick that she thought were Briscoe's. But they were Harry's. Rough and Ready “Is the soil here good enough to raise anything?” I sent a sample to the agricultural expert and he advised me to raise marbles.” ing elasticity.” “You don’t wife!’ No. Pardon me! But I can’t forget that Briscoe and I once were rivals.” “Yet you remember I marr you. Since you will not wear a uniform, I wish once in a while to be in the fashion and be seen with one.” “Quite naturally, as you are a woman. Yet being seen with a man who wears a uniform is a rather innocuous phase of patriotism per se.” “Tt has much more of patriotic sugges- tion than ordinary dress. There's nothing thrilling in that tweed suit you have on “Undoubtedly. That brings us back to the original quarrel. You said you despised me because I had not enlisted. Called me a slacker, a lounge lizard, and all that. us my desire to be at home much of the time has been less keen than it used to be.” “T was angry—ashamed of you! And I was right.” suppose there’s alot of women who push their husbands into the army. That Is one way, perhaps, of showing affection.” “Patriotism goes with How can you talk like that, Harry “Well, we've not got along very well since that episode, and so I’m going away. Iv is likely you'll get used to my absence or really love me on my return.” “Harry! “Oh, you'll get along all right! I’ve an important business matter to attend to.” But you never had any business!” “Well, I'm going to get into one. ny I should amaze you by this “You amaze me by not going into the only business worth while just now.” mean to doubt me—as a love. Fun- A Bareracepo Lie ing off ‘An’ was he poisoned about Smitty le: sk in the last gas attack?” aw—but the gas was!” “You mean the fighting business comicbooks.com