MEEKNESS


One evening just before dinner a wife, who had been playing bridge all

the afternoon, came in to find her husband and a strange man (afterward

ascertained to be a lawyer) engaged in some mysterious business over the

library table, upon which were spread several sheets of paper.



"What are you going to do with all that paper, Henry?" demanded the

wife.



"I am making a wish," meekly responded the husband.



"A wish?"



"Yes, my dear. In your presence I shall not presume to call it a will."



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