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Show Hi ,tl Mrs. Eva. Leonard' Story of Married Life on $80 a Month Bl To Renew Furs Canned Lobster in Cases f a Delicious Dainty. I MARRIED LIFE ON $80 A MONTH id ' ,(' Lead woman's page ,Mj A few irritating'TVords at the wr ong jl- moment do much harm in the Sutner IjJ family and Molly thinks her good res- ' I olutlons have toppled over. I "Where Is my fall underwear) " H asked John Sntner one Taw morning. 1 "This gauze is too thin.''' He was H -if l pawing through the bureau drawers H V ' like a dog in a .woodchuck hole. H It "Oh, don't mesB H f . things up so, i 1 MP9Hl1 John. L e t m e 1 f ' 9H look," said Molly, HHllJ :BI coming txj the H ' p"- 8ll reflcue- SIle t0(ik H : lfl a11 tbe garments H I ! ''- tS&E2H them on the floor, Hnh SP'V-! but th0 misaIn5 l ill -infSB underwear was Hm''' felSS not to bP found Hi If IISIm w "Suing1116 it i i I "S away." Molly was Hi It I I Wf$H sitting Turk fash- H'i:H 1 Nr-l l011 0I1 tbe fl00r' H(l X I '- il the garments Vf'lJ I &SPIled around ner- Hill L-f-MjJ r 7 ucti ibl;f Hii i V ' iiMt' f bought that un- ! i fl te-tJ derwear a year Hji (I ,ago. It couldn't have had many holes Hr J in it. If you would attend to business HLjMJ and mend things when they need it, m i jj they would last longer. I suppose I M f j must freeze in this summer stuff." m l I "ODe could never guess, to hear Mj 'f i you talk, that the bulk of my sewing Hp j was patching and darning," said Mol Hj ,'. I ly petulantly. "If there was one Hj Jj i thread to hold to another you may be Hj jj i sure the things are around here some- V j! 1 where. I'll look everything over and H!) see if I can find them." She rose H; j j with a slgb. Her head ached and she H' I ' was utterly unstrung. H Sa "Why is It," she thought, "that iiv John chooses the time when I can R'ilii' hardly keep about to Jump on me for Da' something? If there is a thing Kgf amiss, that is the time he discovers Hi! "And here is that button I spoke I about last week. It's still hanging by a thread. I suppose if I ever have Hlji buttons sewed on when they are nced- raij v ed I will have to learn to do It my- Hjjtij self," continued the irritated voice. Bljf't "Well, better men than you have Hjf done it. Men who earned enough to HBjjJ I hire a little of the heavy work done. M n't You never think you can make any H 1 allowance for anything on account of H l 1 my having all the work to do, wnsh- HHi ft I ' , ing and all." Molly was off guard ; this morning. She had been so care- ful to say nothing irritating, and for days things had been going very smoothly. She kept saying to herself, her-self, "Stop! You will undo all you . have worked so hard to gain," but i the hateful words tumbled over each : other to get out and sting and rankle. "I told you I did not want you to do the washing. If you insist, I cannot can-not stay at home and keep you from it." John's face was sullen and his brows contracted. "Do you think I do It from mere obstinacy?" snapped Mollj'. "What would you have me do? There is no money to hire It done." "Do! Why, nag me as if I had the money up my sleeve. It's enough to drive a man to breaking into in-to a house. I'm perfectly desperate." He looked it. Molly went into the kitchen to start breakfast, but John called angrily: "You needn't get any breakfast for me! I am not hungry," and he banged out of the house. Molly ran to the door and called: "John, please come back; you must not go off to Tvork with nothing to eat; you'll be sick. Please " John continued to trudge doggedly down the street, 'never deigning to look around. She closed the door and sank down on the couch: burying her face in her hands. "All my good resolutions are nothing noth-ing but a house of cards," thought Molly. "The least jar sends them toppling top-pling over. I thought there was some hope of success. We have been so cheery these last few days, and now " She sank down on her knees and began to sob. (To be continued). |