Her Hubby's Tomato Supper.

Otago Witness, Issue 2416, 28 June 1900, Page 70

Her Hubby 's Tomato Supper.

A fine flat just off Cromwell road was a scene of woe last Wednesday night. When a physician came in response to a frantic telephone call he found the -wife weeping bitterly and intimating rather incoherently that her husband was in a very bad way.

"Oh! doctor," she wailed, "it is all my fault. You see, the kitchen is so dark "

" Accident, madam? " " Oh, yes; I hops you don't think I would do such a thing on piirpose ! You see, the kitchen is dark, and "

"Is it something internal, madam?" "Oh, yts ; if only lie had taken it; but you see I insisted; it wouldn't have happened if "

"Taken what, madam?" "The tomato soup, doctor; you see, the kitchen "

" Tomato soup doesn't agree with him? " ''Indeed it does; he loves it, and I was going to make it foi his dinner, and the kitchen being dark " " What did he take, madam? " "He took the soup ; that is why I feel so terrible."

The dcctoi clasped his hands firmly, and let the perspiration drop unchecked from his brow. "If tomato soup agrees with your husband," lie said, "how is it that it has made him so ill?"

" That's it ; you see, the can was there " "What can?" "That I put in the poup." "Ah, of tomatoes." "Oh, no, doctor: it wasn't tomatoes. You see, I had been painting the bookcase red, and n " And you used red paint." "Yes, doctor ; it was the same colour, and the kitchen being dark."

"Yes, madam; now 1 know why ho is sick."

And when slie told it afterwards, she said : "And there that brute of a man stood for hours with the poor darling suffering, and did nothing but ask me questions! "