My Wife cleans my favourite pipes. And after she gets through T'd like to see the man who could smoke one of them.
Just when my briars begin to get well caked and really enjoyable she hits on the notion that they're get~ ting strong, "When are you going to throw those terrible old things away?" she Never!" I tell her firmly, and can see a determined look come over her face.
Then, whey T come to light up-the next evening notice that all is nob well.
On closer inspection I find that she's seraped the bowls of all my pipes down tothe bare wood and soaked them in listerine, "Now, what——" I begin.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, de she explains happily. "I. cleaned your pipes. Do you notice how nice and sweet they are now?"
Ws things like this that bron we, Keeping Appointment, My Wife changes her mind about meeting me, but forgets to let ma Know. We'll have it all arranged to meet each other at a certain street corner at a specified time, and the last thing I hear as I go out of the house is:
"Now, you be sure to be there time, don't you, dear?"
And, of course I am—or very nearly. But the meeting turns out to be a solo affeir—with me doing all of it.
After half an hour or s0 I give it and go home, where I find: my wife calmly sitting and reading, as though all is well with the worl Well? Where were—" I begin.
Now don't get yourself all flustered," she cautions, "You see was this—I couldn't get away, after all, and I really ment to call you up, but Clara West stopped in and—"
"Oh that's all right," I assure her, didn't' mind a bit. In fact, I really enjoyed my thirty-five minutes that street cormer—but that's: the Test time Vl ever arrange to mest you anywhere. Understand!
rom S, F. Chronicle,
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.