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quickly as she does. After she has finished the dainty portion of his 
food, she hurries back to her own trough, and poor henpecked William 
gets another sharp nudge that is tantamount to an Imperial decree to 
return to his own feed. His meekness is positively awful, and he goes 
without the semblance of a protest, while Rosamond finishes off her 
portion without further ado. If, when she has licked her platter as 
clean as Jack Sprat and his wife did, there happens to be a few morsels 
left in the bottom of William’s trough, so much the worse for William. 
The last straw. 
He goes short by that much of his day’s allowance. It might, be well 
in the interests of the Husbands’ Union if William could be introduced 
to Mr. and Mrs. Polar Bear at feeding time. But I doubt if his sense 
of humor would permit him to play the tyrant, even with a tyrannical 
wife. Again, he knows she has always one unanswerable argument 
that he prefers not to hear advanced. She can twit him on his youth- 
fulness, for she is a full year his senior! 
TWO INVALIDS. 
The hippos’ houses were given a good spring cleaning after an 
unusually wet winter, and the whole of the interior walls were lime- 
