Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 169, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 July 1914 — THEIR NEW NEIGHBOR [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

THEIR NEW NEIGHBOR

By LUCY CONKEY.

“How do you like your new neighboro?’’ asked Mrs. Camuel of her -friend, Mro. Easterlie. “She’s a fine little woman, bnt she’s going to spoil every husband In the entire neighborhood if she remains here long enough." “Heavens! You don’t mean to say she —” jf “Certainly not! She is a perfects lady, and would not flirt with any man. She thinks her husband Is the finest man in the world." “Perhaps he is.” —— - “And -yen with a husband of your own to say such a thing as that! I have often wondered if you and Mr. Camuel got along as well as you—” . “We get along as well as some other people I could mention.” “Meaning me and my husband, of course. We have our spats on the nights when he comes home overworked and cross. I wor’t stand any Of big growly-begr-buHiußßs from any man. A man should at least bring some sunshine with him when he comes from town.” ' “That’s the way I look at it. Jack Easterlie and I quarrel occasionally, blit on the whole we get along as well as our neighbors. But we were talking about Mrs. Braynerd. In what way do you suppose she will go about spoiling our husbands? I don’t expect that she can spoil either of them —much.” “That’s the truth! But the danger lies in the different manner in which she handles her husband.” “Well, her husband Is a smaller man thaneitfier of our husbands, aqd ‘Wgauian't begin to handle oure." —^ “I did not mean In that way. Take, for instance, last night. An old friend of Mr. Braynerd’s came into town and went out there for supper. He had only an kour and- a half until train, and Mr. Braynerd went to the train with him, telling his daughter Mar*

jorle that he would be right back and assist her with her school problems." “That was no more than he should have done." “Of course, not. But when he got home “he found a note the size of an office letter-head hanging on the doorbell, The note read: ‘Robert, come right along down to Warburtons. They telephoned for üb, and then Mr. Warburton came after us when he found you were out’ It was signed with Mrs. Braynerd’s name and the names of the children.” “Hmm! I’d like to see toy husband stand for a trick like that!” v “Same here! I’ll bet Jack’s language would blister the paint on the house if I should do a thing like that.” “But the worst is yet to come. When he got to Warburton’s he found a similar note on their door, reading: *We have all been invited over to Mr. and Mrs. Cleavage’s to meet some friends of theirs from Cleveland. Come on over.’ And that was signed with the name of Mrs. Braynerd and the children.”

“The Braynerds remained at Cleavage's quite a while, then they went back to Warburton’a, and when they got there they found that Mr. Braynerd had turned the note over and written: 1 have gone home. All of you come up there.’" "And did he roast his wife" when he got her home?” ~ “He was not there. When they arrived home—the Braynerds, I mean, and the Warburtons with them —they found a note saying: ‘I have decided to go around to Cleavage’s. Come around there.’ And when they got to Cleavage’s they found a note reading: T have gone back home.’ So they all dragged their weary feet around there. And there they found that Mr. Braynerd had gone around to the delicatessen store and rustled up a Dutch lunch, dnd the lunch and Braynerd and the Cleavages were awaiting them. And they had a grand little luncheon.” “And she didn’t give him a piece of her mind?” , “Not a piece. And he didn’t give her a piece of his mind. Wasn’t that ridiculous?” "Indeed. It was. But, do you know, I believe this whole neighborhood needsspoiling Just the way the Braynerds are CMc*«o Daily New*.

“I Have Gone Home."