LOYALTY

Jenkins, a newly wedded suburbanite, kissed his wife goodby the other

morning, and, telling her he would be home at six o'clock that evening,

got into his auto and started for town.



At six o'clock no hubby had appeared, and the little wife began to get

nervous. When the hour of midnight arrived she could bear the suspense

no longer, so she aroused her father and sent him off to the telegraph

office with s x telegrams to as many brother Elks living in town, asking

each if her husband was stopping with him overnight.



Morning came, and the frantic wife had received no intelligence of the

missing man. As dawn appeared, a farm wagon containing a farmer and the

derelict husband drove up to the house, while behind the wagon trailed

the broken-down auto. Almost simultaneously came a messenger boy with an

answer to one of the telegrams, followed at intervals by five others.

All of them read:



"Yes, John is spending the night with me."--_Bush Phillips_.





BOY--"Come quick, there's a man been fighting my father more'n half an

hour."



POLICEMAN--"Why didn't you tell me before?"



BOY--"'Cause father was getting the best of it till a few minutes ago."