Atlanta Georgian. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, November 08, 1915, First, Page 7, Image 7

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INGS Z[. ‘// SN gt : B CAPTIN' AND THE WITH THEIRS MRQE""(‘,’:JE.L ILLUSTRATED Az éfi%"\ EysP HE (5 GETTING WHAT" KIND OF A TABLE PROM L.B. SERLE, 53— ST CREW ON THE DESERT SOF AMBERGRIS AND THEIR BY 3}\@l’”)” |/ %3 p ’ ALONG AS WELL HAS NO LEGS' A TIME WHY 15 A HARP STRUCK BY (SLAND. WELL ~JiMY/ T 7.000, 000, 000. I} MOSTLY QM < soo ,7W% AS CouLD pe TABLE' LIGHTNING LIKE A MAN WHO 5 TS LIKE THis ~ LVED HAPPY EVERAFTER. %... J%-;l -~ EXPECTED' WE DONT WANT ANY CREOT DOES NOT SPEAK THE TROTH : ER AFTER = a - FOR THAT ! ANSWER TO~MORROWY o A Truly Model Husband 66 ARY’S husband”—— she be gan. Mr. Gummer laid down his knife and fork sullenly, and strug gled with his mouthful of bacon. The exasperation on his face was acute. “Look 'ere.”” he said, “I'm tired of fAearing about Mary's husband. It's the same thing day after day. I never get any good of me breakfast with listening to you tell about the way he does things different.” “Every morning before he goes out he has the kettle boiling, and a cup of tea brought to her. Always did it since the day he was married. He never could bear to lie in bed and hear her scouring round in the cold.” “Well, if a man likes that kind of a . life,”’ sald Mr. Gummer dryly, “there’s no reason why anyone should interfere—anyway, as long as he keeps it 'ushed up.” Mr. Gummer's face had the weari ness of one who had heard the litany once too often. He wanted to have a glance at the paper before he went off to work, but he was unable to do it. His wife's voice, running on and on, cut through his peace of mind like a knife through soft cheese. “It comes natural to some men to treat their wives decent,” she said. “Mary’'s husband would die rather than lie in bed listening to her get ting the things ready. 1 suppose some men are born with good manners, and others have to be taught.” Mr. Gummer pushed back his chair viciously, and went out into the other room for his cap, wiping his mustache with the back of his hand. He had not awakened in a good temper, any how, and the constant allusion to Mary's husband was like pressing on the nerve of a bad tooth. He shut the door with a slam, and as he made his way into the chill street the crushing things he might have said to his wife began to take shape in his mind. Throughout the day it became his Coprrght, JIA letersationsl News Servics Begivtersd U 6 Petest OFes Copyright, 1915, Newspaper Feature Servies, Inc. Registered U. 8. Patent Office. Great Bataln Rights Resarved. Registered U, 5. Patent Ofce. increasing conviction that the slight pain he had noticed lately in the re glon of his kidneys was caused by his not having his full sleep out in the mornings. How was it possible to get a proper pleasure in the warmth of his bed when he knew that Ann was sorting out some more of the virtues of Mary's husband as she banged the crockery about in the kitchen? That question was burning in his mind in the evening when he came off duty and turned Into a bar. He was a little staggered to find George standing with his elbow on the coun ter and a half-pint of bitter comfort ably near. He looked at him with a trace of resentment, George also was a motorman on the same run, but their times of duty did not correspond; and, besides, to tell the truth, they had avoided each other for some time. There were quite suf ficient reasons for the bitterness he felt towards George, though he could Coppright, JOIA, Intermationsl News Servies. Begiotorsd U. 6. Felent Ufice. We're With “Jimmy” Carson We Belleve Shrimp Should Be Spanked not tell why George should have a grudge against him, “Ho!" he sald ironically. “You here? I thought you'd 'a been home cleaning the linolyum in the hall!” “Wot?' said George, bristling an grily. “Thought vou'd turned teetotai, too,” went on Mr. Gummer, with a sneer. ‘“Thought you'd be hurrying home to get supper ready by now.” George laughed with a forced en ergy. “Likely! 1 don't think! Who's been telling you that sort of guff?” “Oh, that's what Mary tells my missus! Never was such a man as you. Get up early every morning, vou do, and have a cup of tea carried in. Spend all your spare time scrub bing the house, and I dunno what else, Reg’lar model 'usband " A purple flush overspread George's face. “And I've been 'aving your habits chucked in me face every minute I'm at home,” he said savagely. “Never stay out late, you don't. Wash up every night an’ take your wife out to a picture pallis afterwards. [ carn’t turn in me chair without ’earing about the different way you'd do e The full significance of the situa (P ATLANTA GEOROIAN Joe Beamish Is About the Most Secret Spy That Ever Lived k tion began to dawn slowly upon Mr. Gummer's brain, He brought his fists down with a deadly earnestness. “Look 'ere,” he sald, “we've got to stop this. Yes, we've got to stop it, or we'll get no more peace.” A little later, when Mrs. Gummer was aroused by a knock, she went to the door with one of those acid phrases on her lips that she had been prepar ing during the half hour supper had been waliting. But it was Mary's hus band who was standing there. “Joe not in yet?' he asked, in a sur prised voice, “No,” she said. ‘I don’t know what’s kept him. Never saw such a man for being late, 1 didn't, Something seems to have come over 'im these last few months.” Mary's husband walked in, his heavy boots gritting on the linoleum she had cleaned that day. “'B's a funny chap, Joe" he said. “Seems to have something on his mind.” “I don't know what he would 'ave on his mind,” sald Mrs. Grummer, tartly. “No man could have a hap pier home than what he has.” “Don’t take much to put him off his balance,” he sald, with a falnt con He Had 1w Call In Some Expert Al There’ll Be Just as Many Casualties tempt. "He‘auJumpyaannol'mnld. '‘specially when he gets in a bit of traflic. I tell him ’'e’'s got too many nerves to drive a care properly. He oughter be behind a counter working a 4 bacon slicer, and serving out quar ter-pounds of cheese.” It was too much for Mrs. Gummer. She could not bear anyone but her gelf to ridicule Joe. And she was be ginning to entertain a conviction that Mary's husband was an extremely un pleagant person. He seemed to have no other object than to insult Joe. “The other chaps cod him a bit” he said, with a famfiliar grin. «“'Ow do you mean?’ said Mrs. Gummer, coldly. “Oh, about his ’abit of sticking at home in the evenings. They rub it into him no end. It's that what gets on his mind, I suppose.” Mrs., Gummer jumped up, and the resentment she never dared to show to anyone but her husband was only suppressed with an effort. “Well, it's plain he won't be in this evening,” she said. “If you've got any thing really important you want to see him about, youd’ best come in an other time.” She opened the door, and glared at bim with a frank hostility as she showed him out into the street, But she was wrong in her prophecy as to Mr. Gummer's movements, for at that precise moment he was emerg- Ing from Mary’s house, and a little later had taken hig place at the cozy supper table. It was only when he came across traces of mud on the linoleum that an annoyed interest seemed to grip him. “Wot's this 'ere mud?”’ he asked, sharply. A flush crept up Mrs. Gummer’s face. “Mary's husband’s been here,” she said at last. “Oh!"” he replied, drily, keeping his face stralght with an effort. “Oh, in deed!" She felt the {frony in his voice, “It strikes me he's been drinking too much,” he said at last. “He’s getting fat and coarse, and there's a lazy look about him. Besides, he talks a 3 free an’ easy in a house as if it were a pub lic bar. It's my opinion—-" She pressed her lips together and looked at her husband as if she had determined to assert herself for once. “It's my opinion, Joe, that Mary's married beneath 'er!” ATLANTA, GA. Krazy Kat A, Nor A Exrmy W SwWNT He Feaas M. i - Q@ /0 [e,._- 9 o - @ ,I o 3 / iz Hup = /'l @ : COWARD " Goldea id @ g &2 » ‘ Ty ey Pt | \\ "(Z/( W (5 "GO e, @ : Figure—Atively Speaking. Things were slack in the office, aa the manager was on a holiday. The chief clerk therefore thought it was his chance of wooing the typist. “Just one kiss,"” he begged fervently. “Certainly not!” replied the girl cold ly. “I'd as soon Kiss a serpent as youl* “That's all right, then,” said the man calmly. ‘1 saw you kiss a serpent yes terday.” “W.-w-what!"” “yes, you kissed the bookkeeper, and he's an adder, you know! 2 7