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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 25, 1913, Image 18

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arent men queer?
After dinneroiuthe train, at which
Dick again orderecTbeefsteak, we sat
out in the observation car awhile and
finally we slipped oul on the very end
platform. Dick brought my heavy
coat and sat down beside me, keep
ing both my .hands in his.
We did not say anything for a long
while. Dice's cigar washalf smoked
out when he threw it away with a
sigh of content.
"Ah, sweetheart, it's good to be
alive," he said.jand I agreed with him.
I begin to think that Love. is a very
jealous little god and that he hides
away and sulks when;a nian and wo
man who have been Worshipping at
his shrine turn their "attention to
anything else. v . ""
Out there on the-platform with ,on
ly the stars and J the iiveKchanging
landscape, which, hke-amoving pic
ture, showed here the Iighis.-.of a
small town and there the dark shad
ows of a little woodland, I was per
fectly at peace.
Dick's warm hands clasped mine. I
felt his breath on my ear as he said:
"I never knew what a fine old
world" ft was until tonight, dearest,
and I tell you, I'm about the happiest
chap in it. Here I am atO with a
gopd position, the best little wife in
all the' world, good health and sense
enough to appreciate it afl."
"Tell me something about yourself,
Dick' I said; "'you know you have
been so busy talking to me about
myself that up to now I only know,
what you have just told me.""
"There isn't anything more to tell
you, is there, Madge?"
"Yes, tell me about your business."
"Say, Madge," interrupted Dick
with a laugh, "you are not going to
be one of those new women who ex
pect to 'butt in' and make a man talk
over his business with her every
night; are you?
"A man wants something very dif
ferent from business when he arrives
home at night. He wants to get as
far away from business as possible.
He wants to REST AND STOP
"But, dear, I don't even know how
much money we have and, of course,
I must know something about our
income before I can do my part and
make that home for you.
"There you are, Mrs. Schoolteach
er, again," exclaimed Dick. "Wher
ever you are, Margie, will be home
ta me.'-'
"All very beautiful, but it is evad
ing the issue," I answered, with a lit
tle asperity.
"Well, you mercenary creature,"
said Dick, "if you must know just
what the man you married is worth,
here goes: I get three thousand a
year and have the prospect of a raise
very soon. I think the firm gave me
that thousand instead of raising my
salary, but they 'have got to come
across' with a raise just the same.
"I never have been able to save a
cent, but now that I am a staid old
married man I want to do so."
"We ought to save a lot, Dick," I
answered. "I have only had twelve
hundred dollars the last two years
since I have been principal, and each
year I have put away five hundred
of it."
"Mercy, I've married a regular
heiress," said Dick in mock conster
nation. "I have only five hundred of it now,
dear, for I am using five hundred
dollars for my wedding, but father
left me six thousand dollars which
was invested in a mortgage which is
due next month. I thought some
time I would put it in a home."
'Til tell you what, Madge, I'll buy
you some stock in our book concern;
it pays about 15 per cent and the nine
hundred dollars can also be invested
"Great work!" exclaimed Dick

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