His wife raised her head and kissed him vehemently.
“Oh, Johnny!” she began, but stopped short, dried her eyes, and went on with great dignity. “Johnny,” she said, “I wouldn’t mind cooking and all that, for you, if you didn’t—kind of expect it. That’s what made me mad last night. You just expect—”
“Well, I won’t any more,” he assured her. “You come home, and I’ll be darned surprised every time I get a meal!”
A few minutes later they all sat down to enjoy Kathleen’s matchless pancakes. Eating them, Brecky also partook of the fruit of knowledge.
“You’re one grand little cook, Kathleen,” he thought; “but this time I won’t say it!”
EDITORIAL NOTE—The short story entitled “The Strong Man,” published in the September number of this magazine, was the work of Robert T. Shannon, but by an unfortunate error the name of John D. Swain was given as the author. We apologize to both these popular writers for the accidental confusion of their names.
MUNSEY’S
MAGAZINE
MARCH, 1923
Vol. LXXVIII NUMBER 2