Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1883-11-28
A Lakeside yIusin4.
From the Chicago Tribune

sis this where they edit
ayes, ma'a am" replied the horse reporter as ne
looked up and discovered trinity built young
! lady standing in the doorway. This is the ex-
act spot where Right. environed on every side
by Intellect, deals telling blows against Wrong
and Injustice, clad though they be in the gar
ments of Might and Oppression. Armed with
the lances of Thought that glisten brightly in
the sunlight OF Reason, the editor stands ever
ready, helmeted knight in the holy cause OF
Justice, full panoplied, and with weapon in
cOuchant poise.''
"That wasn't exactly what wanted to find
out about, said the young lady. 81 am going
to make crazy guilt. and mamma said that an
editor could probably tell me all about it''-and
a bewitching smile illuminated the features OF
the fair visitor.
Our insane bed-clothes editor" said the
horse reporter. lis not here at present and the
rest of us naturally feel somewhat diflideni
about intruding upon the domain of quilts
when are suiferngfro temporary alteration OF
! mind and pillow shams concerning whose men.
tai condition there is doubt"
Il hardly think you understand me, sir" con.
tinued the young lady. A crazy quilt isn't
really and truly crazy you know-it is simply
called so because. being made of silk of differ
ent colors, it presents an Outre appearance"
presents u WHAT"
IAN o'a',e appearance-looks rather strange,
you know"
20 yes sort of dizzy looking you mean"
''That probably expresses the idea. sir,
although not perhaps i'm the most choice Ian
guage. l should be very glad. though. if you
could give me some information about this mat
ter. because it is necessary that I should begin
the work at once"
Making this demented quilt for yourself?"
NO, sir-that is. not eXs9ly." and a vivid
blush sufused the young lady's features. ..But
want to have ii done before the LIST Of Janu-
airy, because we won't have any room for the
frame i'm the other house."
(which other house,"
"Why the one THAT is we-oh. I think
you're awful" and more bushes ensued.
The lst of January is not generally consid-
cred the most suspicious season OF the year for
moving" SAID the horse reporter. 1.-The blithe
carol of the plumber and the low. sad wall of the
man who is trying to thaw out the water pipes
with two-nch candle and a jug of hot water
with which he will eventually inundate himself
are about the only features of prominence con-
nected with domestic life in Chicago at that sea-
son of the year. Why don't you wait until May
Joyous, happy May-when the buds are burst
ing and the robins tuneful harbingers of the
June days so soon to come, are twittering on
every bought"
'That's ust what have said all along replied
the young lady, but Charlie declares he will
never live in the same house with mamma and
now L shan't say another word" and more
blushng ensued.
'..Oh," said the horse reporter, you're going
to be married. are you:"
Eyes. sir. That is Charlie said"
Il know what he said. He leaned You up
confdentially against his suspender. and, speak
ing in low, tremulOus tone asked you if YOU
felt that you could leave parents. brothers, Sis
tiers, 1ish-balls on Sunday. and all that makes
home at once the altar of our affections and the
joy of our lives. and live forevermore with him
And you yanked him out of the realm of Doubt
SO quick that it made his head swim. Isn't that
about it!''
"Why. yes sir-that is. said"
Certainly. You said that when gil, stand
ing on the threshold Of Womanhood and watch
ing with wistful eyes for the mists of futurty to
lift, sees advancing the one man to whom she
can give her heart all her doubts and fears dis
appear as if 10y magic, and she knows only that
a great happiness and holy content enshroud
about an inch below your nose, and broke him.
self the next day buying an engagement ring.
He calls at the house every night now, and
when he says to you: Myrtle, do you love me as
much this evening as you did last Thursday
afternOOn?' you look at"
rupted the young lady. ''My name is Edith"
Its the same thing. A rose by any name
would have as many thOrns. When he asks you
if you love him as much as you did last Thurs
day, you climb up little higher on his neck
and want to know how he can ever doubt YOU.
It's all right, though. Be a true and loving
wife, and perhaps some day Charlie will give
you quarter to spend without requiring an
itemized account sworn to before a notary. as
to where such vast sum has gone. Cherish
his love as you would tender plant that the
rude blasts Of winter would destroy. Make
your whole life constant endeavor to promote
his welfare but do not finish that quilt
"Why not, sir!"
Because" was the reply, sit would recall to
him the happy past"