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Show Twas But a Dream. Jim AVruy. tho Harvard rowing coach, said to a pinphc; of eill heforo be Milled with the llaiv.ud eiew fur Kugland: "I t.ike no stock in your woids. Your winds icmfnd me of those n ceitaln mairled man onco heard. This man led man. coming homo quietly one evening, heard In the drawing-loom the voices of his wife and mothoi-lu-luw In earnest conversation. Ho tiptoed to the door and listened lutenilv. He heaid bis tnotbet In-law say "No, darling, 1 really must go to-morion 1 do not believe In mothers-lu-l.iw making long visits. day ot m onco in twice a year Is enough. And now let me tell you, dear, what a tieasino 1 think you'vo got hi Will. Thete aie few husbands llkn him. and you must try your best not to spoil him Ho Is pei-fectlon pei-fectlon as Im is. Hut don't you think you aie a llttlo hasty and Inconsiderate, Inconsider-ate, with him 'sometimes? you must be gentler and more accommodating and, above all. avoid every appearance appear-ance of stilctuie. .Men need a little latitude and you bain no right to chide Will when lif stay out till two or three In tbe morning, for you must remember that bo Is a man, nut a child or a woman, and it is your duty to allow him threo in four evenings a, week ' 'Will dined Uneasily. He awoke. It all seemed so real, and' yet. alas! It wan but a dream." . - -r |