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MUTT AND JEFF

ALONE! I DONT HAVE TO DO AS YOU TELL ME! I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO WORK FA ''I DON'T WANNA!

IS THAT THE WAY TO TREAT ME AFTER GOT YOU THIS

JOB IN AUNT EMMAS TEA

ROOM?

I'M NOT GONNA "SLAVE FOR YOU!! I CAN GET ALONG.

·WITHOUT YOU! I'M THROUGH, GET MEP THROUGH!

THEMS BIG WORDS THOU SPEAKETH!

PHUH, AUNT EMMA'S

TEA ROOM THE IDEA! YOU EXPECTING ME,

A MAN OF MY ABILITY TO WASTE MY TIME IN SOME OLD DAMES

CAUNT

EMMA!

WHO'S THAT

THE CHINA MAIL, JULY 18, 1988.

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AUNT EMMAS

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THE DAILY SHORT STORY

No

SUMMER VACATION

two people were ever more suit boots and a battered old. felt hat, and ed to each other than Patricia drove to Asquam lake. For a week he Haliday and Paul Landers. There ex- scarcely gave. Patricia a thought. Big isted between the pair an understand one responded to his expert handling ing, a common interest. Following of rod and line. He forgot to shave their marriage more than one young and paid no attention to the passage couple remarked: "They'll be happy. of time. They understand each other."

It was two weeks later when

one

But, of course, there is always an evening be suddenly realised that he exception that proves the rule. The hadn't treated her fairly. He wanted to first indication that there might be a hear her voice and see her smile. She difference of opinion between them oc- haunted his dreams.

curred when they began to plan where Paul was up early the next morning, He broke camp and when they would spend Paul's an- packing his bags.

a

nual two weeks' vacation. It was then shortly after sunrise and set out for that Paul learned that his wife craved home. As he neared the city he began the seashore and the smell of salty to wonder if Patricia, had missed him, breezes. This was annoying, as Paul what she had been doing, how she him. Probably, he was more fond of mountain fastnesses would receive and inland lakes.

thought, she's still enjoying herself at Quite naturally, and gallantly, too, the seashore and hasn't given me he gave way to his wife's wishes the thought. first, summer, and for two weeks was As he drew up in front of the house and miserable at a crowded seaside resort. he saw that the blinds were up

The second year it was the same. the front door open. He rushed up Then, quite unexpectedly, Paul's busi- the steps and came to a dead halt in ness took a turn for the better. He the doorway. Curled up in a chair in

of the found that for the first time in his life front

fireplace, was

he could indulge in a bit of extrava- Patricia, sound asleep. Her hand bag

By Barbara Ann Benedict

gance. He decided to have a summer was on the floor by her side and her camp on Lake Asquam, in the foot-coat was thrown over the back of a hills of the White mountains. For two nearby chair.

the

years he had longed to feel the sweet- Conscious of a curiously uplifting smelling mountain wind in his face, to sensation, Paul quietly crossed look over the placid surface of a moun- room and stooped to kiss her. Patricia tain lake. And now he intended to in- opened her eyes and stared up at him dulge his whim.

fearfully. Puzzled, Paul spoke her Patricia was unreasonable. She was-name.. willing to spend a week or two in the "Why, Paul, it's you." She stared mountains, but to build a summer camp at him and suddenly burst into laught- there-never! If they were to have a er. “Paul, you haven't shaved!” cottage anywhere, it was going to be Paul remembered then, and fingered at the sea-shore,

the stubble of beard and grinned. The

...

Paul was patient. He even persuad- ́grin broadened, and Patricia suddenly ed Patricia to accompany him on a bécame aware that it was for her be- motor trip through the mountains. It nefit.

was glorious weather, early summer. "You're not so lily white yourself," The hills and lakes and forests were, Paul laughed. "Your face is like a never more beautifully garbed, the boiled beet Nice way to greet your sky never more - blue, the air never husband. more invigorating, ou

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SUSAN They laughed together and sat down

you

Paul breathed deeply and happily, on the divan. "It's good to sea Patricia sniffed and complained about again just the same," Paul admitted. bugs and insects and chilly winds. They "Gosh, I got lonesome." paused on beautiful Squam lake to buy "I'm glad," Patricia answered him. maple sugar and sit on the sandy "For I got lonesome too." beach. Paul wanted to go swimming, They were silent a minute, and then but Patricia complained that fresh Paul said: “Honey, I guess this little water bathing always gave her a sore place right here is summer home enough throat. And so they sat there unhap for both of us. We can arrange it pily, until the chill of the evening set each year to spend a week in the moun- tled down and the lonesome cry of a loon drifted across the láke,

Patricia stood up and dusted off her dress:

"I'm sorry, Paul," she said, "but I don't like it. I couldn't stand it to spend an entire summer up here. If we build a summer camp at all it will have to be at the seashore ̈or—":

"Or. what?" Paul asked.

Or you'll have to come up here without me.

tains and one at the seashore. It'll save a lot of trouble, don't you think?" "Darling, I know it will," Patricia agreed happily.

(Copyright, 1988, By The Associated Newspapers).

ROOSEVELT AS

had tasted look die PEACE ARBITRATOR

Washington, To-day.

President Roosevelt has accepted

They drove home in silence. It was their first quarrel, and it looked like their last. Paul had tasted the moun-. tain air and he knew that never again would ho spend another summer away. from his beloved hills. Patricia was more than ever convinced that - she could not undergo a whole ́ summer chasing bugs and insects and fighting the position of arbitrator under the a sore throat

The next wook Patricia's mother call draft peace treaty between Bolivia ed and invited them to spend few

and Paraguay. In view of his days with her at the seashore. Pa manifold other duties, the Presi tricia leaped at the opportunity, pack-dent has delegated his task to the and left Faul, curiously United States Minister to Colombia.

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