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PA JUDD SEES LIFE
By H. M. Egbert
"Now, I've heard enough of that
talk, Pa Judd!" "exclaimed Lucinda
Judd, pushing back her spectacles
and confronting her husband angrily
across the table. "You ought to be
ashamed to think of such things."
"Maybe I ought," admitted Mr.
Judd. "But I was only soliloquizing,
"You can ventriloquize all you
want, pa. But this has got to stop.
Wanting to see life at sixty, indeed!
Ain't I life enough for you?"
"Yes, my dar, you are. But what
I meant is this: We married when we
were only children, and then the ba
bies came so fast, and it wasn't until
last year that our youngest left us,
and somehow I feel I wish I'd had my
fling. Not a bad fling, you know, ma,
but just cutting a sort of caper."
"Such as how?"- demanded his
"Why, I'd like t' run into New York
and see the shows and put up at a
hotel, and "
"And some hussy'd get you, sure
as fate, pa."
"Nobody's ever in my eyes but you,
ma," answered pa, diplomatically.
"No, my dear, but then there's Adam
Green, who writes me regular every
New Year. Fine big grocely store he
has in Harlem and I haven't seen
him for twenty years. And Cy Har
ris. And let me see Jim Brath
waite, who's head of the packing de
partment of Ebenezer Jeffrey's china
"And you want to leave me here?"
demanded Mrs. Judd.
"Well, my dear, after I've explored
the city a bit, maybe I'll write you to
come on. We ought to have a little
trip for once. But we can't both go
there, knowing nothing of city ways.
Why, it wouldn't be safe for a settled
woman like you until I learned the
"There! That's enough, pa. You
shan't go. How can I face my niece,
Lizzie Spears, and you not here, and
tell her you've gone off on a spree
"Lizzie? You ain't going to Liz
zie's?" "No, but -Lizzie's coming here on
a visit. Read that!" She pushed a
letter across the table. "Wonder if
she favors her ma or her pa? Pret
ty girl, her ma -writes me, and she's
"Your Friend's Cone, Sir,
been run down from overwork and is
going to spend a month with us to re
cover. I'm going over to Watertown
to fetch her next week."
"Let me go, ma."
"You'll stay here,-" answered his
Stay he did, while his wife depart
ed on the three days of her little holi
day. Pa Judd was under instructions
to have the house as neat as a pin
for their coming. But on that morn
ing he received a letter from his wife,