Show A Narrow Escape Ii was Saturday night and Mr and Mrs Jones where shutting up the house preparatory to retiring when there came a loud ring at the front door bell that startled them both as it was too late for either business or callers Who could it be Mrs Jones declared she would not open the door for the world and begged Mr J to arm himself with the umbrella um-brella stand or the hat rack for it might be masked robbers or something some-thing of that sort At which Mr Jones poohpoohed rather faintly and nervously and marching valintly to the door threw it wide open and next fell back over Mrs Jones who bad cautiously followed Then the two reconnoitred the situation There WAS no human being in sight but on the doorstep there was some kind of a mysterious looking object Mrs Jonoa looked at it a moment and then buret into tears Its a covered basket Oh J J Jonea you wretch bow could you and IiI trusted you 801 Mercy on me Marie what are you crying about I dont know Mhat it isl Maybe its an infernal I machine to blow us up gasped Jones JonnOh tGh you know what it is well enough Mr Jones Dont add falsehood false-hood to your other baseness Oh Jones Jones how could you deceive de-ceive me so and she wiped away another flood of tears Ill throw the thing into the middle mid-dle of next week shouted Jones in a fury IllStop stop wretched man cried his wife grasping bis coatails Dont add murier to your other accomplishments and to think I have trtrtrusted ° Maria I said Mr Jones with the calmness of desperationunhand me I I will find out what this means Thais our old market basket he exolaimed suddenly and the next moment he had dragged it into the hall Why its our dinner for tomorrow to-morrow I forgot all about it and left it at the butchers and he has Bent it home then I I hope youre satisfied I never saw euoha careless man in my lifesaid his wife in a relieved voice We might have had to go without our dinner for all of you Jones says it was the narrowest escape es-cape evar he hadDetroit Press |