Rensselaer Republican, Volume 23, Number 48, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 July 1891 — Knew She'd Be Mad. [ARTICLE]

Knew She'd Be Mad.

Minneapolis Tribune . Just as he reached the foot of tinsteps he put his hand into one of his? trousers pockets and then ejaculated: “What in thunder!” Then he felt in another pocket and muttered: “Well, I’ll be hanged!” He stopped and thought for a moment, and then tried his vest pockets. Next he tried his vest pockets. Next he tried those in his coat. “Every one’s asleep, too,” he muttered, as he paused in front of the door. “I wonder where I could have left them.” He went through his pockets again and then sat down on the top step tu think the matter over. “She’ll be hopping mad if 1 wake her up,” he muttered, “and no excuse will go. But what else am I going to do?” He sighed, made a third search o| his pockets, and then got up with a determination on his face and gave; several vicious yanks at the doorbell. “O me! O my! Won’t she be mad, though?” he soliloquized. And she was. ' “O it's you, is it?” she exclaimed, when she opened the door. “Whai did you wake me up for?” My dear,” he said, apologetically, “I couldn’t get in.” “Did you try?'’ she asked. “Why no, my dear,” he explained, “You see I lost my keys to-day.” “I know it. I found them on the bureau, and so I left the door uu. locked for you. ” Then she marched back to bed, and he swore that he would nevei again take it for granted that any thing was locked.