Picture-Play Magazine (Mar-Aug 1919)

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126 Why Men Get Married The fishing trip was hard on socks. J always winds up with 'Oh, thunder!' because that's what I said the first time | he did it. He says r it instead of yj$8p|fL ' " saying 'Good /£■ by;' thinks it's the proper thing to end a conversation with, and I have no reply to make. The complete darning outfit for bachelors. Well, sorry you're spending the week-end with me ?" Of course I said I wasn't, though I did wish that we hadn't asked so many people to dinner the night before ; unwashed dishes never did interest me. But Anderson had been determined to' show me that a bachelor can keep house as well as a married couple can, and I was in the process of being convinced. Well, we began on breakfast and the dishes at the same time. "I'll wash 'em while the coffee's boiling," Anderson remarked nonchalantly, tying a gingham apron around him. "You can make the toast." Sure I could make the toast ; that is, I could make it when Anderson wasn't falling down the cellar stairs, accompanied by five empty milk bottles, or the coffee wasn't boiling over and descending in a scalding cataract on my arms and his ankles. Finally I burned up all the bread, and he dashed off to the corner grocery, gingham apron and all, to get some more. "You ought not to mind a few casualties like these," I reminded him as we made a breakfast of bread and milk off the end of the gas stove. man