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A press of your thumb and Dieldrin is diluted " D honor, and obey me (and has been superb in the first of that bargain) occasionally plays a little game I call Strangers in the Living Room. The first time it happened, I had come home from a bruising day downtown. I shucked my hat arid suit coat, yanked off my . tie, and was working down to my undershirt when I noticed two strangers sitting at one end of the davenport. "This is Mr. and Mrs. Candlewick," my wife said glibly. Fighting my way back into my shirjt and tie, I tried to connect the Candle-wicwith my bride's family tree, but . nothing clicked. , 'The Candlewicks are interested in some of our things," my wife rippled on. "Well, we have lots of things!" I said cheerfully. "They particularly like the living-roo- m rug." "It's nice," I admitted blankly. "Good for walking on. And it covers up a lot two-thir- ds Mrs. Candlewick nudged Mr. Q U girl who once promised to love, of floor, too." D n by Dick Emmons ks n 1" tt 2" areas tf dead grass: cut-worms. Drench lawn with ORTHO Dieldrin; water after application. . Question of Money over Matter D nl ' I Dieldrin with the ORTHO inU b D B D Lawn and. applied. 9 D D aV j 1 n H jD k and he cleared his throat. "Er, what would you say to 25?" he asked ' nervously. "Fine!" my wife exploded. "Swell," I echoed, not wanting ours to seem a house divided against itself. what?'.' witticism My brought a round of chuckles 'in which I joined In a moment we were all moving furniture about, and the last I saw of the Candlewicks or our rug, all three were easing off into the purple night. "Wait a minute!" I roared, skidding across the floor to confront my wife, "where are they going with our rug?" "Their rug," she cooed, fingering two tens and a five. "Mop up the dust, love, the new rug comes in the morning." "Twenty-fiv- e half-hearted- ORTHO 0 Candle-wic- ly. Subsequent versions of the game played since that incident were known as Strangers in the Bedroom (which cost me a new chiffonier), Strangers in the Basement (an automatic washing machine), and Acquaintances in the Vestibule and Hallway (the Candle-wicreturnedto buy the throw rugs). Ever willing to get into the spirit of things, I quietly placed an ad jn the local newspaper a few nights ago and was not, therefore, surprised when a Mr. Chamberlin showed up one evening. "Mr. Chamberlin is interested in my power saw," I told my wife over my shoulder as I rushed the man downstairs. "I've had my eye on that beauty in Hardwick's window, you know." Mr. Chamberlin and I agreed on a price, and he left while I stayed in the basement to clean up the power tool for him to pick up next day. A bit later I strolled up, smiling smugly and riffling the bills Mr. Chamberlin had left. My wife riffled a larger fistful right back at m'e. "Chamberlin?" I gasped. "Chamberlin," she gloated. suite?" I quavered. "The dining-roo- m ks She shook her head. "You didn't sell him the television set!" I thundered. "Silly boy. Mr. Chamberlin turned out to be quite a sportsman, a real outdoor type." "My fishing boots!" I dried. She nodded vigorously, her eyes dancing. '"And your fishing tackle and your golf clubs and the badminton set and that silly gun of yours." My lips trembled. "We'll be getting new ones like we always do when you sell something?" "We'll be getting a new patio, and Summer house for the back yard," she chortled. "Now that you won't be going on sporting trips, I figure you can do' most of the work yourself!" I will, too, unless, of course, I'm sold to somebody in the meantime. . D Pwnllj'WMJiXy j;, .Walter C. Dreyfus, 0 r; Michigan Ave.. Chicago I, III. Uonard S. Davidow, President and Ben Kartman, Editorial Director; Patrick O'Rourke, Advertising Director; Melanie De Proft, Food Editor; William A. 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