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-By George Elmer Cobb.
"We will have the house painted a
pure white witfr-deep . green trim
mings," pronounced Betty Ross
"The OW House Was Punkin Yaller
the New One's Goin' to Be
grandly and with an air of definite
ness. "We won't," bluntly objected her
"We won't?" challenged his posi
tive and stubborn better half, bridling
"I said it."
"Then let me tell you, Jared Boss,
for once you said wrong. You own
the lot of the new place, but the
money I inherited from father paid j
for most of the tfuilding. A clean, J
clear white will look just. cool and!
delightful among all the trees and
shrubbery. All the pretty, fashion
able villas along the river are painted
in that way. Don't you want to be
"I don't stick to old notions and
comfort," retorted Jared. "The old
house was punkin yaller. The 'new
one's going to be the same, or "
"Or what?" flashed out the exas
"Or I don't move."
"All right, then, you'll just stay
where you are, announced Mistress
Betty, and flounced off in high dud
geon. And this was the spark that set on
fire the wilful tempers of twocon-trary-minded
people, good as gold in
a general way, but sternly "sot" in
their never-give-up ideas.
Jared walked just once down to
the new house. His lips set close, his
brow grew grim as he saw the paint
ers at work. "
"White and green, eh?" he com
mented wrathfully. "All right, Betty
can shine in all its glory alone."
That afternoon Betty received a
note from the husband with whom
she was at serious odds over a trifle.
It informed her that he had decided
to seek a little change and had gone
to Ripley, a neighboring town, to visit
Now from the first talk of the new
house, which Jared had never fa
vored,' there had been a steadily wid
ening gulf between the two. Betty
had been galled to see an ambitious
neighbor move to more modern quar
ters and was resolved "to let nobody
get ahead' of her."
Jared had pointed out that the old
house was plenty good enough for
them, that they were incurring un
necessary expense in-trying to live in
a style they were not used to. There
had been many bickerings all along
the line. The painting of the house
was the last straw.
Jared was given a royal welcome
at Ripley. There resided about a
ialf dozen grizzled old veterans who