The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1890-11-10
LOOKING BACkWARD.
Mrs. French Would Renew tho Emotions
of Ten Years Ago.

Mrs. French Would Renew the Emotions
of Ten Years Ago.
"Oh. Gregory. it's the very placer
Mr.. Gregory Ffrench glanced in the di-
rection indicated by his wife's exclamation
and saw the wide windows, open doors, and
marbled hall beyond of fashionable res
taurant.
"Well?" he said inquiringly.
"Well." echoed Mrs. French with some
sarcasm. chow like man! Why, don'tlyou
see it's the very place where we took dinner
that summer before we were married. l
came on with mamma, you know, to shop,
and you ran down for the last day or two
to fetch US home"
Il recall all that, of course" replied Mr..
French; "but this particular restaurant
arouses no faintest wave of "Reminiscences
concerning that trip"
ooh, Gregory! rerfoachfully now, ''don't
you recall we had been down to the sea-
shore, and when We got back mamma was
so tired we put her in a cab at the ferry, to
90 directly to the hotel, while you and l
walked across the city to this restaurant
and had such delightful tete-a-tete din
ner?''
81 remember the sea trip and your moth
er's unlamented fatigue and the dinner"
assented Mr.. Ffrench, but not this place
dt dlis uUupL IL III Do Vic Ou6s
.'Oh, it's sure to be.' said his wife eagerly.
Il cannot be mistaken. Do, Gregory. let
us 90 in and renew our emotions of ten
years ago."
with all my heart, my DEAR" replied
her her husband husband: I may find M, them inside
Once within. Mrs. French looked care
fully about her. A waiter stepped forward
and drew, chairs from table close by.
'Ob, p! not here" she dissented, and
she stooU'for moment, evidently in deep
reflection. before she crossed the room with
covers laid near corner window. 'This
is the actual spot, j think" she said delight
eddy. and they sat down.
Mr.. Ffrench studied the menu while his
wife unfolded her napkin.
And now" he said. ''what will you have
to eat?''
Mrs. Ffrench gazed thoughtfullye out
of the window before she answered: II
should like it to be the same, but it couldn't
have been soft-shelied crabs, you know"
Mr.. French looked his perplexity.
II mean want some scft-shell crabs. but
couldn't have ordered them that night.
for we had been by the sea all day, and, of
course, had eaten that sort of thing"
Perhaps you had .steak with mush-
rooms rooms. suggested NJ. French. ''You have
Possibly did. You see. we had been
engaged some time''
Mr.. French waited.
"Of course, in the first tenderness of con-
fessed love, I could never have ordered
steak with mushrooms-no woman could
it would have been too-too-solid. Won
know and Mrs. French looked over at
her husband as if she had made everything
plain.
Mr.. French hid his want of perception
in swallow of ice water
well" he said. wiping his mustache,
''shall it be porterhouse tonight"
Eyes, believe SO, and rare, though 1
think did not take it BEFORE" she added,
alphabetically. 'However''-as the waiter
took the rest of the order and went away
s'barring the rare porterhouse, everything
10 quite the same. It's the very month, you
know-early Superintendent wafna for the
season, as it was then. only''-she broke of
suddenly-'yo clothes were two or three
shades lighter"
How in the world do you recall that?''
'Oh, remember thinking that after We
were married should advise you to choose
somewhat darker goods, which look we'll
longer than light ones."
MIR. French found himself wondering in
vague. way, as he caught this glimpse of
his wife's Reneralship il possibly the ad-
wishing process had extended beyond his
clothes, but before he had time to formulate
amental opinion Mrs. French was speak
ing again.
"But, Gregory" abe was saying, what
do you suppose we talked about years and
Il really don't know-the weather posi-
bly," replied be. somewhat literally. land.