SLICES OF LIFE

Evening Star, Issue 19410, 19 November 1926, Page 3

SLICES OF LIFE

MASTER OF HIS HOUSE [By Constance Hope, in the 1 Sunday Chronicle.’] Mr Smith had come home from the office early and in a bad temper. Everything had gone wrong at business, and things didn’t seem any better at homo. , ~ With intelligent anticipation his wire »nd daughter had gone out. He danced casually into the drawing »oom, pulled up short in the doorway, ind glared at a young man who was Itrumming on the piano. It must be one of Mary’s numerous idmirers. Young fools. He would make short work of this one at any rate. , He stormed into the drawing room. SHORT SHRIIT. “Young man, you may go 1” he shouted. “I have no use for youths of vour age who have nothing bettor to do at this time of day than strum ° n «& Mrs Smith said •” began the young man, timidly. “ I don’t care a brass farthing what Mrs Smith said,” was the rude retort. “Just clear out 1 The young Aan cleared. The' little episode did Mr Smith’s temper good, and he was in an amiable frame ot mind when his wife appeared. “ I’ve done at least one thing worth doing to-day,” he said, “got rid of >na of those young whipper-snappers

who are after Mary. He was in the drawing room strumming on the John! ” exclaimed his wife, in dismay. “He was just the piano tuner! ”■