St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-07-05

fellow would be if he could know.
"Tennyson and Brewing / don't quite
understand" All. she acknowledged
that much. MARTIN Upper"
MARTIN Tupperl Good gracious! Do
you mean to say'that you can't fathom
Tennyson and yet read Tupper?'
swell, had to. Somebody who had
an idea that was literary" q grasped
the hammock tightly ''sent it to me. I
only read couple of pages, and they
were awfully dry. l had sickening
headache after H."
WHO is your favorite poet, them"
Whata curious young man.
ELLA Wheeler Wilcox" -
"Ohp Another eloquent silence.
ibid you ever read Austin DobsOn,
Miss Amy?"
"Never heard of him. Is he modern?"
"Ermyes. Oh. yes. Tell you what,
if you'll let me. I'll send you copy of
to read it promise you you won't have
"a headache. The finest things in it are
'PalOmydes' and the Dead Letter"
think you'll like e'Belle Marquise' and
Little Blue Ribbons 1t you like old
lace and Dresden china you're sure to
like Dobson." He had grown wildly
enthusiastic, and l imagined she
smiled sweetly.
YOU'RE awfulIy good. I'll be sure to
read your favorite poems first, if you
will mark them" she said, graciously.
"Oh, my, there's dancing in the barn.
Come along. do. Pve promised it to
Sam Rogers"
They both began to dance a bit on
the way across the lawn. l became so
absorbed i'll wondering whether he
really would send her the book that |
quite forgot everything else. In fact, l
began to count the number of volumes
promised to me that way, and had re-
membered the titles of just seventeen
that l was still waiting for, when new
couple came to share my solitude. She
was not one of the Venuses, but was.
perhaps, one of the most popular girls,
and she dressed to splendid advantage.
had given up game of tennis in order
to master the beguiling simplicity of
her costume, and here she was, in for a
tete-a-tete with a man whO-well, let
his sin find him out.
"Tell you what" he said with ire
sistible candor, you girls are tickle
lot" 1t was astonishing how much they
all knew about US. "Oh. please don't
be grumpy" said his companion, coax
ingly. She knew him almost as well as
l do. "You didn't say single word
about my frock, yet"
Ion, it's good enough. You always
manage to have sort of an air about your
things" condescended this young lord,
kindly.
IF you'll remind me of it some time
pll give you few seasonable hints. |
don't quite rave over the hat you wore
to-day. We were talking of girls just
now, you know"
$50 we were. We're tickle lot, you
SAID"
"And you are"
''Are we? You ought to know"
"Of course, you don't believe it. The
truth is never pleasant. Pll just tell
you a little fact to prove it. You re-
member that time | went to st. Paul.
couple years ago ~
Yes
"Well, [ wasn't there week when |
met one of the incest girls you ever laid
eyes on" s;sa
Pretty ?''
mot exactly. Magnificent COM
pleXion and eyes, kissable mouth, splen-
did f9 ure. but her chief charm was her
self. 1t was case of love at first sight
with me, and | followed her like faith
presents OH her, and, in fact, was so
sure of her that actually bought the
house we were to live in after we were
married. Thought it would be such a
nice surprise for her."
Were you engaged ?"
mot yet. [ called there the very
night after had bought the house, and
her mother told me that Genevieye Chat
was her nance had been betrothed for
week to my rival, bank clerk, mere
nothing. [ would have trusted that girl
to the end of the EARTH"
Ibid she marry him"
Eyes, that's one consolation | have. /
know that she sees her mistake now"
"Oh, she sees it, does she?" The
young lady beside him laughed care
lessly. Funny, know story almost
exactly like that"
"Of course you do. There's hundreds
of cases.;
"Yes, but mine happens to be the
other way. The man in this case Wis
tied the girl three nights week, law
ished all sorts of lovely gifts on her,
scowled like thunder cloud if she
smiled at any one else, mOnopolized all
her time and note paper for two years,
until she really began to like the miser-
fine day and married girl who had
Tilted one of the best men in town.
What have you got to say to that?"
Not much, apparently, for they were
both silent until she laughed provok
ingly again. Truths bitter, isn't it.?
Well, we'll leave it your way" mock
ingly, "'girls are tickle lot But then
we're a nice lot, too. Aren't we?"
"Yes, YOU are" answered the foolish
young man as though he meant it, and
then they both struggled to their feet
in answer to the first chords of the
LOOMS lancers.
They were scarcely out of sight when
two slim white figures emerged from the
shadowS-two girls, arm in arm. This
was altogether unexpected, but the di-
version promised to be none the less
interesting, so l dragged my eyes away
from the animated scene on the porch.
and once more gave my attention to the
task in hand. They plunged into the
hammock with an energy that made it
groan.
''Oh, dear" said ore, cuddling her
head-On the others shoulder, this IS
the only dance I'm not down for, so
not. It's positive relief to get away
from those tiresOme boys for awhile"
Isn't it. Phil Wilburton's on my
card for this dance. Don't like the two
step too jumpy. Don't like him
either. Horrid fright. isn't hep"
"Horrid. If ne only would give up
that coral pin"
"And fiat collarsw Here there is a
duet of merriment.
Ibid you notice Pet Carlin's frock,
Laura?"
"Yes. Three little ruffies on the skirt
is the latest"
"Did you like 1.-THE frock, meano''
"Oh, yes. 1t would be awfully pretty
on somebody else"
"You, for instance?"
"Oh. now, my dear"
swell. that's the truth. Say, did you
notice Tom Sanderson's devotion to
Ethel Morris?'
"Oh, my dear, yes. That's terrible
case" f.
lawfully handsome, isn't hep"
lawfully. But she isn't bit. Can't
imagine what the men see in her. They
say that she doesn't care for him at all.