The reflections of a TBM.; . an argument and dis-cussion which is too painful to set down uponpaper. Needless to say, Harriet won overSue and Sue browbeat me into yielding withthe worst possible grace. After the die was cast, Harriet lost notime, but, jerking on her coat while protest-ing what a good old sport I was, breezed herway out as she had come. At the open door. 174 The Reflections of a T. B. M. however, she turned and called back: Bythe way, dont forget the bridge party Fri-day night. The Brandons are coming outfrom town for the week-end and they arecounting on seeing you. The door sl
The reflections of a TBM.; . an argument and dis-cussion which is too painful to set down uponpaper. Needless to say, Harriet won overSue and Sue browbeat me into yielding withthe worst possible grace. After the die was cast, Harriet lost notime, but, jerking on her coat while protest-ing what a good old sport I was, breezed herway out as she had come. At the open door. 174 The Reflections of a T. B. M. however, she turned and called back: Bythe way, dont forget the bridge party Fri-day night. The Brandons are coming outfrom town for the week-end and they arecounting on seeing you. The door slammedand I looked up at my wife with hauntedeyes, my head bowed between my shoulders. Amateur theatricals at my age!* Igroaned. Nonsense, it will do you good; make yoi»forget yourself and business too, she re-plied, patting my head as if I were a littlechild. If Harriet had only remained in town orgone South for the winter! I sighed. Tush! Shes your sister, answered Sue,putting up the fender as a prelude to bed. TOPSY-TURVY. TOPSY-TURVY TopsY was our cook; she was not have expostulated to my wife on severaloccasions that she was not even a cook,and the proof of my remarks was liter-ally in the pudding; but as my wife invari-ably reminded me of the several occasionswhen we were without even the semblanceof a cook, and as neither of us possesses thoseadmirable qualities which consist of cruisingabout the pantry and dishing up somethingperfectly delicious out of the remains ofnothing at all, we felt the loss horribly. We,therefore, put up with Topsy with equa-nimity and we paid her regularly each weeka large proportion of our slender savings. Our life was divided into three distinctparts, as it concerned Topsy, — those eve-nings when we dined quietly at home a deux. 178 The Reflections of a T. B. M. when we entertained assisted by Topsy, andwhen we dined out, — and it may be safelyasserted that when we went out so did dinners at home did not representthat
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