Sayings of Mrs. Solomon.

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume I, Issue 261, 21 October 1911, Page 2 (Supplement)

Sayings of Mrs. Solomon.

By

HELEN ROWLAND.

A perfect husband, who can find one? For l*»is price is far above Steel Stock.

Tho heart of his wife rejoiceth in him, and ho shall have no lack of enecuraiiement

He worketh willingly with his hands and brin go t h homo AL L hi s shekels on Saturday night. H e riseth without having to be called and takcth the ice off th c dumbwaiter. And st arteth the kitchen range. He considereth his wife a n d kissoth her OCCAS-

lONALLY

Six davs of the week doth he labour for iiis money, and upon the seventh death odd jobs about the house for relaxation.

With his own hands he runneth the lawn mower and wasbeth the dog. He laveth his hands to the parlour curtains and putteth up the portieres. He buttoneth his wife’s dresses up the back, without mutterings. Ho putteth the eat out by night. He is not afraid of the cook.

His ashes fall not upon the carnet, and his cigarette Lurneth not holes in the draperies.

For ho doeth his smoking in the stable.

He weareth everlasting socks and seweth on his own buttons. His overcoat doeth him two seasons.

Yet. when he ventureth abroad with his wife ho donneth a dress suit without grumbling.

The grouch knoweth him not and hrs breakfast always plcasctli him. His mouth is filled with praises for his wife’s cooking. He doth not expect chicken salad from left-over veal, nor the making of lobster parties from a liambone. His wife is known in the gates, when she sitteth* among the officers of her iliib, by tho lit of her gowns and her imported hats. He luncheth meagrely upon a ham sandwich and a glass of be. r that he may string her with line jewels. He grumbleth not at the bills.

Hr upencth his mouth with praises and noreth her new frock. And tho word of flattery is on his tongue. He porceiveth not the existence of OTHER women.

The club and tho corner cafe they know him not, for he drinketh not things by day nor “ scoth things by night." JIo may lie trusted to mail a letter.

T,o. many men have I met in tho world, but none like unto HIM. Yet have ve all seen him—in vour DREAMS!