DELIRIOUS
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“Say—how much do you think I had to pay the milliner for my wife’s last spring bonnet? Thirty-six dollars and seventeen cents.”
“Rather steep, isn’t it? What are you going to do about it?”
“Do about it? Nothing. Because, don’t you see, old man, I daren’t say beans to it. My wife has the delirium trimmins.”
Mr. W. J. Lampton in the New York Times thus discourses on the tender topic: