Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-08-17

its I-mean- business and will-you- marry-m
downIightness, The August moon looks down
in mellow prevail of lots of it in the smaller
parks, and ON Sundays in the big Central Cupid
holds his court-without any thought of pun
and divides the honors with the musicians. The
pedestrian must tread the straight and narrow
path of concrete, and keep his eyes to himself,
lest he intercept tender glance, or see clasped
hands hastily withdrawn. stumble on a
couple the midst OF a declaration under the
lee of a fint-hearted rock. They cont mind the
flint; it is a thousand times better than fourth
rate boarding house parior, tenement with
its scores of eyes. And one easily gets into
sympathy with it, albeit Phyllis has on q last
years frock. worn and faded, and Strephon is
in his shirt Sleeves with soil OF last week. toll
still darkening his finger nails. One touch OF
nature makes the whole world kin, you know.
and the park is very tractive, in its human as
poets, even with everybody out of town."
Whether girl be rich or poor, bright or dull,
she knows the unwritten law forbidding her to
say to her lover, "Wiil you marry me?'' She is
technically no breaker of that law, but very
often she violates its spirit. She resorts to
trick and device to make 4 man utter the ques-
ton; and, on the other hand, if she be con-
siderate, good natured creature she will try to
prevent it in a case wherein her answer must be
no. have been an eye-and- ear witness, within
a week, to an illustration of both the things
that mean. My young friend Mary has been
beset all summer by fellow who, evidently,
was deeply enamored of her, but whom she
couldn't possibly love. He refused TO under
stand her negative feeling, and quiet hints were
lost on him. AT length in the moonlight on the
beach, he said to her in a lovesick way:
81 have something, particular to tell but it is
rather long story
'.Oh, take your own time - she replied.
THANK you" and he settled himself for a
very exhaustive account of his passion.
Take your own time, said. - the girl in
terrupted; don't take mine, for I've en-
gagement to keep and away she went.
Il was only the next a. that the same Mary
with another fellow, at little hop, and
this was the chap she wanted to marry. But he
was bsshful. and had beea trying in vain for a
week-as sac well Enew-to pluck up the cour-
age to declare mis- love. Well, they came to a
crowded doorway and she had to relinquish his
arm in order to get through.
After you, he murmured, as he dropped
a Are your she said, looking back into his
face with the archest possible glance,
And before the ensuing waltz was done he had
popped the question.
Row is it that, with few brilliant excep-
tions, those girls who really can do anything
for the entertainment of their friends so full
of excuses and reasons why they can't AID
shouldn't, while those who can't do anything
are so ready, SO fatally willing to do it'll What
logical reasons can be brought forward as to why
it should almost require surgical operation to
get girl with good voice TO open her mouth,
while 1t is almost equally difficult to get those
who can't sing at ali to refrain from sett' ng
ones teeth on edge? What is the entire history
OF the sphinx? Who was the Man with the Iron
Mask? These questions are quite on par SO
far as their unanswerAbility goes.
Further. 1t is possible (though by no means
certain) that you have now and again met a
person who really doesn't sing. Cast your
memory back to the time when you said sInil-
ingly to him or her, ''Will you sing something
now?' What did he or she replyH 81 can only
sing in church''-that was it, wasn't itG Now,
in the me of all that's wonderful, what have
those church goers whe possess that most SEN
stive of all gifts. a musical ear, done that they
should be tortured they aref One Sunday
last spring went over to Talmages services.
The music there is exceptionally good; SPLEEN
did organ and a si.ver-toned instrument in the
hands n a O a melody nnlOna
it is beautiful. The clos ing hymn was given out
-Sullivan's beautiful Onward Christian Sol
diers''-and with the glorious burst of melody
one could almost hear the tramp OF heaven bound
marching feet. In following them was soon
lost in world far more beautiful than this, when
Grange, crack, cringel cring. crank, crick! and
down l came from Olympus to hades. To
rusty locks; to the left, some vne sang also two
notes behini everyone, and one out OF tune; In
front (but turned toward mel, a voice, whose
melody was that of comb and tissue paper,
quavered forth a tune which had never heard
before. Behind me ambitious female tried
10 lead everyone and sang Justify a semi-tone
too high. When the first agony OF the situation
whether they of the Light Brigade could posi-
BIZ have felt as uncomfortable as did, and at
the close of the hymn sat down. feeling as If
had been scratching paving stones dry
sponses with my fnger-nails for two or three
weeks. Little do those who 'only sing in
church. know OF what sins they are indirectly
guilty.
You won't run across gayer girl in New York
than Rosina Girard. Oh, that name viii not
find her oar for you. 1t is genuine. but Rosins