New Kind Of Divorce

She was a shy youngthing, apparently not long severed from her mother's apron strlngs, and, as she edged her way into the Denver pólice headquarters, with furtive glances and suppressed voice, the Times says she was a picture worth gazing at It required considerable clearing of the throat and bracing of the nerves before she could muster up sufflcient courage to spin her story. "Do you know anything about divorces?" The offlcer in charge grasped the rail to steady himself. Though sed to questions of a thousand hues, he was taken ofl his guard by that. Besides, he, in the method common to guardians of the peace, had already sized up the girl and jumped at a number of conjectures at her errand. But the crestfallen offlcer dtdn't come withln several lengths of the bull's-eye. He had supposed that a parent or a brother loomed up In the background of her mission, or, by a chance shot, a lover never a husband. Nevertheless he proved equal to the emergency, pulled himself together in gallant style and made a show oJ knowledge on the divorce problem. The story in a nutshell is this: Marrled a f ortnight or so. Tired of matrltnony. Mutual. The spoony hubby oí a few weeks' standing had failed to settle wifey's board bilí. Moral: "Don't you think I could get a divorce because he hasn't paid my board?" "What good would that do?" persisted the officer, maintaining gravity ol composure with great effort. "Then you would have to pay your own bill." "Oh, that isn't the idea at all," she exclaimed, with a look of pity for his obtuseness. "Why can't I get a divorce from hini and compel him to suppori me untll I get married again?" The offlcer rushed to the tank for a glass of ice water to check a dizzy feeling that crept down his spinal column, and when he recovered he politely referred the foxy young brido to a divorce lawyer.