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v .They had not been engaged very
long, and so were"quite happy as long
las they could be together. One after
noon they were sitting on a seat in
'the tenter of a picture gallery. She
Hadmired the pictures immensely; he
.admired her more still, so both were
J On, she cooed suddenly, "what a
beautiful picture ! Do look !"
-J "Y,es, ripping!" he murmured.
"What is it about?"
"Why, surely you can see? The
man has just asked her to marry him,
and she" has said 'Yes.' Sweet, I call
it. Do co3 and see what name the
artist has given to It."
, He arose to do his ladjrs bidding,
tahd went over to the Dicture.
"Perfectly disgusting!" he grunted.
fe "Why, the artist fellow has called it
It was Sunday morning, and Mr
Newlywed, as a.ribute to his new
found state of bliss, .Insisted on going
downstairs before histwife and pre
After some argument Mrs. Newly
wed consented; then, having given
him full and explicit Instructions, she
sent her lord and master to perform
his self-appointed task.
Half an hour later the little bride
descended to the diningroom, and
there found breakfast, hot and
steaming, waiting for her. One gen
tle, graceful movement with a knife
severed the shell of an egg and laid
bare its contents. Mrs. Newlywed
"My dear John," she gasped, "what
have you done to these eggs?"
"Boiled thein, of course!" retorted
John, somewhat nettled.
"Yes; but for how long?"
"My dear girl, I carried out youc
instructions to the letter."
"Nonsense! The eggs are as hard
"Well, I only boiled them for twelve
"Twelve minutes!" exclaimed Mrs,
Newlywed. "But I told you that three
minutes was long enough for an
"I'm quite aware of that," retorted
her husband proudly. "Accordingly I
allowed exactly twelve minutes for
TOO MUCH FOR BOTH
"What do you want?" demanded
Mr. 'Newlywed, as he confronted the
tramp at the door of his little week
end cottage down in the country.
"Breakfast or work?"
"Both, sir," the wayfarer timidly
ventured in reply.
"H'm!" said Mr. Newlywed; and
disappeared momentarily into the
house Presently he returned, car
rying a large hunk 'of steak. "Then
eat that," he exclaimed savagely,
"and you'll have both!''
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