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Show Her Indignation. A pretty little woman came out of a big dry goods store the other day. Her eyes were flabhing fire, and her face was flushed with indignation. "What's the matter?" inquired a friend who met her at the door. "Why," she said, "I just saw a man do a thing in there that makes my blood boil. I went over to the dresa goods counter and found him there sitting sit-ting on a stool and letting his wife stand. When I came along, he got up and offered me his seat. And hia wife stood there meekly and never said a word. If he'd been my husband, I would have snatched him baldheaded." Can you blame her? Buffalo Express. |