The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1873-03-15
IN AND OUT OF LOVE.

How do you know that rose Is red.
How do YOU know lobster salad from sal
dimes?
| knew she was a widow from the very nc
ment took the corner seat in the car, OppC
site TO her little black bonnet with its ftutter
ing wreath Of Grape vail, and the Astrakhal
muff that held he two tiny, black-glovet
hands.
How | envied that muf
Don't tell me of your Nenuses, your Madon
mas, and your Marys, Queen of Scots-they
couldn't have held candle to this deliciou,
little widow.
never did believe in grand beauties!
A woman has no business overawing and
impressing you against your will!
And she was one of your dimpled, daisy
faced creatures, with soft, brown eyes, long
dashed and limpid, and red mouth, which
looked as If it was made to be kissed.
And then there was tangle of golden
spirals of hair; hanging over her forehead
and braids upon Lraids pinned up under her
bonnet, until hair-dresser would have gone
frantic at the sight.
just rs | was taking an inventory of these
things, in that sort of unobservant way that
fatter myself belongs to Il man of the world,
she dropped her muf and of course it rolled
under the car seat.
Wasn't | down on my knees at once after
it? l rather think so.
THANK you, SIR said the delicious little
widow,
Not at ALL I replied. Cant l do any
thing more for your"
"NO, thank you--pnless you can tell me
what time we get into Glendale"
GLENDALE" cried. Why am going to
Glendale"
Of course we were friends at once, and the
l,,-, g., IL for mn
beside her, "lest,n as she said, "some horrid,
disagreeable creature should crowd in and
bore her to death and | stepped right out of
the musty, ill-ventilated world of railway car.
rage into an atmosphere of Eden.
When bachelor Of forty falls in love ut
first sight-oh, what fall is there my coun.
trymen. No halt-measures | tell you
Before we had been speeding through the
wintry landscape an hour | had already built
up several blocks of ctuteauE d'E'spagne, in
my mind.
| saw my bachelor rooms frightened by her
presence
| fancied myself walking to church with
her hand on my arm.
| heard her dulcet voice saying, my dear
Thomas, what would you like for supper to-
night?"
| beheld myself respectable member of
society-the head of a family.
What would Bob Carter say a0n--1 meant
them
Bob who was always rallying me on my
state of hopeless old-bachelorhood, who sup.
posed, forsooth, because he happened to be
trihe younger and beter-looking than myself,
that had no chances whatever.
I'd show Bob.
What did we talk about?" II
The weather. of course, the scenery, the
prospects-all the available topics, one after
another; and the more we talked the deeper
grew my admiration.
She was sensible, and so original, and so
everything else that she ought to BET o
| discovered that she preferred Il town life b
to the seclusion Of a country resldence--so II
did |.
Who would stagnate when he could feel
the worlds pulses as they throbbed?
She loved the opera-so did |. G
She thought this woman's suffrage move. Z
ment all ridiculous - with bewitching a
little lisp on the last syllabe-l agreed with C
her
She thought womans true sphere was '
home; my feelings surged up too strongly for /
and ] merely bowed my assent. a
Here was Il delicious unanimity Of soul-a a
mute concord of sympathy. c
What would Bob Garter say when he saw I
this beautiful little robin lured into my cage $
How ! would lord it over him. How would Il
invite him TO "happen in at any time" How o
! d-fguratively, of course-hold up Il
Mrs Thomas Smith over his envying head "
| uttered an audible chuckle as ! thought of a
these things, which had some difficulty in t'
changing into cough. "
you've got cold" said the widow, SYM G.
DO please have one of my b
troches; they are so soothing to the throat" Il
| took the toche, but didn't swallow it. | I,
would as soon have eaten a priceless pearl d
| put it in my leithand breast pocket, as near y
my heart as practicable. i,
Her first gift! "
"A bachelor like me is used to such things" "
! said in an offhand manner. n
"A bachclorr echoed my travelling com. s
panion. Dear me, then you are not mar. it
riedg' b.
unfortunately, no." "
q" It's never too late to mend, hazarded the al
widow, roguishly. 81
That is my sole consolation" answered, S
s
There is nothing like married life" sighed fl
the widow, with n momentary eclipse of the v
limpid, brown orbs, beneath the whitest of v
dropping lids, But what's the use of my "
talking about it 10 youy You can't under "
stand"
Il can imagine" replied modestly. G
"You must find wife as soon as possible" q
said the widow, looking intently at the hem '
Of her handkerchief You're only living 1
half life now. All, you can not think how a
much happier you would be with some gen Q
tie, clinging being at your side-somc con
genial soul 10 mirror your own. d
Instinctively | laid my hand on my heart v
do not fancy that shall lose an instant in ,
he search" | said II have already pictured c
% myself the pleasurers of newer exist h
,nce" la
Have your #
The brown eyes shot an arch, challenging il
sparkle toward me. s
Tell me all about her" fl
"Do you really wish 10 know?n n
"Of course ! do"
congratulated myself mentally on the fine |,
progress | was making. considering the small I,
practice in lovemaking that | had. Bob c
Carter himself, with all his ready tongue and Il
soodlooking face, could not nave carried on Il
, n irtatiOn more neatly La