" 'Really,' thought Thomas Tubbs, 'I never expected to be such an
object of interest. I think I'll go home.'
"His house was a mile off, but so large were his strides that
five minutes carried him to it.
"Now Mrs. Tubbs was busy putting the dinner on the table, and
wondering why her husband did not make his appearance. She was
fully determined to give him a scolding in case his delay was so
great as to cause the dinner to cool. All at once she heard a
bustle at the door. Looking into the entry, she saw a huge man
endeavoring to make his entrance into the house. As the portal
was only seven feet in height, it was not accomplished without a
great deal of twisting and squirming. "Mrs. Tubbs turned pale.
" 'What are you trying to do, you monster?' she faltered.
" 'I have come home to dinner, Mary,' was the meek reply.
" 'Come home to dinner!' exclaimed Mrs. Tubbs, aghast. 'Who in
the name of wonder are you, you overgrown brute?'
" 'Who am I? asked the giant, smiling feebly, for he began to
feel a little queer at this reception from the wife with whom he
had lived for fifteen years.
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