Wyandot County Republican. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1869-1903, 1873-02-20
Upper Sandusky
WORKS
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In AND OUT OF LOVE.

How DID I know that she was a
widown
Don't you give me credit for any COM
mon sense or discrimination at all?
How do you know that rose is red?
How do you know lobster salad from
sardines?
l knew she was widow from the very
moment took the corner seat in the car,
opposite to her little black bonnet with It's
futtering wreath of Grape vail, and the
Astrakhan muff that held her two tiny.
black-gloved hands.
How envied that muff
Don't tell me of your Venuses, your
Madonnas, and your Marys, Queen of
to this delicious little widow. s
never did believe in grand beautiesl
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, longlashed and limpid, and red
mouth, which looked as If it was Just
made to be kissed.
And then there was tangle of golden
spirals of hair hanging over her forehead,
and braids upon braids pinned up under
her bonnet, until hair-dresser would
have gone frantic at the sight
just as I was taking an inventory of
these things, in that sort of unobservant
way that / f1atter myself belongs to a
man of the world, she dropped her muff,
and, of course, 1t rolled under the car
seat.
Wasn't down on my knees at once
after It? rather think so.
"Thank you, sir" said the delicious
little widow.
mot at ALL" 1 replied. 'Can't do
anything more for your"
mo, thank you-unless you can tell
me what time we get into Glendale"
Glendale" cried. "Why 1 am go
ing to Glendale"
Of course we were friends at once, and
the daisy faced enchantress made room
for me beside her, 'lest," as she said,
"some horrid, disagreeable creature should
crowd. in and bore her to death" and I
stepped right out of the musty, il-venti-
lated world of railway carriage into an
atmosphere of Eden.
When bachelor of forty falls in love
at first sight-oh, solsat fail is there nv
cOuntrymen. No half-measures, I tell
you. -
Beforewe had been speeding through
the wintry landscape an hour I had al
ready built up several blocks of chGteaue
d d'Espdgne, in my mind. Us
l saw my bachelor rooms frightened
by her presence
I fancied myself walking to church with
her hand on my arm.
I heard her dulcet voice saying, 'My
dear Thomas, what would you like for
supper tonight" 1 beheld myself a re-
spectacle member of seciety-the head of
family.
What would Bob Carter say noao-I
meant ttens
Bob, who was always rallying me on
my state of hopeless old d-bachelorhood,
who supposed, forsooth, because he hap.
pened to be trifie younger and better
looking than myself, that had no chances
whatever.
I'd show Bob!
What did W talk about?"
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
be!
discovered that she preferred a town
life to the seclusion of country residence
so did l. Who would stagnate when
he could feel the worlds pulses as they
throbbedf
She loved the opera-so did /. She
thought this woman's suffrage move
ment all ridiculous-with a bewitchipg
little lispson the last syllable-I agreed
with her.
She thought q woman's true sphere was
home; my feelings surged up too strong
ly for utterance, and merely bowed my
assent. q zrazgs L. s t-f
Here was delicious unanimity of
soul-a mute concord of sympathy.
What would Bob Garter say when he
saw this beautiful little robin lured into
my cage. How would lord it over him.
How would invite him to "happen in at
any time" How would-fgurativel
OF course-hold up Mrs. Thomas Smith
over his envying head. I uttered an audi-
BILE chuckle as thought of these thinps
which I had some difficulty in changing
into cough.
"You've got cold, "ssaid the widow
sympathetically. ''Do, please, have one
OF my ttoches; they are SO soothing to the
throat" - s&8.RE rs,
l took the troche, but didn't swallow
1t. would as soon have eaten a price
less pearl. put it in my left-hand breast
pocket, as near my heart as practicable.
Her first giftis #g9S COS
"a bachelor like me is used to such
things" Isaid, in an of. hand manner.
ga bachelorI" echoed my travelling
companion. "Dear me, then you are not
married q -. .--.5,
Unfortunately, no.
"1t's never too late to mend y hazarded
the widow, roguishly.