Democratic Sentinel, Volume 22, Number 39, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 October 1898 — One Honest Man. [ARTICLE]

One Honest Man.

They had been married but two short months when the cook packed up and left without the customary notice and the young wife was compelled to preside over the culinary department temporarily. “Do you know, my dear,” began the husband, as they sat at the breakfast table, “that your biscuits are not ” “Oh, of course, I know,” she interrupted, a sickly smile flitting across her face. “It’s the old, old story; they are not like your mother used to make.” “Right you are, dearest,” he continued. “They are not to be compared with mother’s biscuits for a minute. You see, mother’s biscuits were invariably heavy and I could never eat more than one, while yours are so nice and light that I have already eaten four, and ” But there is a limit to human endurance, and the poor woman had fainted.