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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 03, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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THE BOOMERANG
By Hi Akers
(Copyright, 1917, W. G. Chapman.)
"Anahel, dear, I I prefer to buy
my own things I "
"Harry! After I thought I was giv
ing you such a nice surprise and "
Here the pretty face of the three
months' bride buried itself in a hand
kerchief and was the next instant
transferred to the coat collar of the
remorseful young husband, who,
after restoring peace and harmony,
gave one rueful glance at the collec
tion of misfit underwear, out-of-date
neckties, rainbow-hued socks, and
fled.
Annabel had really given her hus
band a surprise, but not the "nice"
one she expected. She had developed
a bad case of the bargain counter
malady and had brought home such
delectably cheap things to her dar
ling Harry, she believed he would be
delighted at her economical fore
sight But the underwear was two
sizes too small and the kind he never
wore. He abhorred green socks and
that color in ties was frightfully un
becoming to him.
Mrs. Harte put away the offending
purchases and concluded Harry was
just a bit out of humor.
The next time she struck a bar
gain counter of men's furnishings,
she couldn't resist buying something
more for Harry. This time she knew
he would be pleased. But he wasn't.
He gently but firmly tried to make
her promise not do it any more.
"I just believe if you had married
Mamie Beck instead of me, you'd
have liked what she bought for you,"
pouted Mrs. Annabel.
"Mamie Back!" snorted Harte. "I
never thought of marrying her!"
"Oh, yes you did, and you wouldn't
b'" - ''ind fault with any nice little
i .. e wanted to do for you!"
When at there had to be more
overture of reconciliation, and
again Harte fled from the bargain
display, including terrible pink shirts
with reversible cuffs, and wondered
what could be done to reform An
nabel. He loved his affectionate little wife
and was unselfish enough to stand
considerable discomfort rather than
make her unhappy; but his salary
was only a moderate one and the
waste of money in buying useless ar
ticles was something that must be
seriously considered.
Once when he -had remonstrated
with her she had said: "But I don't
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'I Got Them So Cheap, Dear, I Could
Not Resist Buying Them."
buy anything for myself, dear," and
he had answered: "Well," I wish you
would," she had taken it for his un
selfishness instead of the sarcasm he
had meant. So what was to be done?
Annabel seemed to be devoid of a
sense of humor, but she was so sweet
and dear in her well-meant expendi
ture for him, and never extravagant
for herself he didn't know how to
meet the situation.
On the arrival of the fourth bar-
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