The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1892-05-06
MAYS INFLUENCE ON. A PORT
LAND EDITOR.

Telegram we infer that the editor is
: widower with a large family of young
children. 1t appears he had been pay
ing attention to Portland lady named
April, when stranger, called May,
probably from Eastern Oregon, visited
the webfoot metropolis and fairly cap
tured the widower's heart. A Telegram,
compositor found a couple of love letters
which the editor recently addressed to
the two damsels and, weaving them into
a ''leader," placed both in the editorial
column. That gave the whole snap
away. The editor frankly tells his
former flame that he has no more use for
her. She is too old for him. She never
tried to please him anyhow, but
'stormed and wept and tore her hair,
and screamed and walled most of the
time" She had become jealous, too, of
the widower,s attention to her younger
and fairer rival. And go he determines
to cast her off but, as If afraid of the
effect of his rejection on one so supreme
1y sensitive, he advises here to take a
twelve-montips sea voyage, limiting the
while that if she comes back better tenn
pered, with more smiles and less tears,
{, he may talk business to her. But he
does not mean a word of it, and his let
ter to Miss May-whoever she Is, proves
it He tells the latter, as if marking the
contrast between her and her Tilted
rival, that she is tyoung, fresh, fair,
esmiling, beautiful that she never weeps,
iunless; perchance, 'just drop, lost
next moment in dimple. (" Then the
iold fool fairly slobbers over with spoeni-
mess and he calls his new flame, Upright,
beautiful, graceful, happy, radiant, glor-
ious May and wants to get away from
the print shop, and be with her always,
and kneel down before her and make
an ali round lunatic of himself. Then a
jealous thought flashes across his mind
>or, possibly it was only resentment at
some wrong that member of the Port
land branch of the weather bureau had
done to Miss May, and he calls them set
of coarse, brutal, ugly creatures, twhile
the world knows that Pague, at least, is a
handsome man,) and wants every
mothers son of them to PROSTATE them
selves before her and be thankful they
are permitted to live while she remains
in the country. Then once more, as if
he feared that May might question the
sincerity of his affection, he says: *'To
tell the truth and 1t is truth SO welline
and swelling in our heart, I'm dead
stuck on you," or words to that effect
Then he gets awful bad and blubbers
something about ''gazing with awesome
tenderness into the unfathomabIe depths
sf her azure eyes, and something more
!. about being bewildered and entranced
which is quite likely, for the next
moment he asks May to be kind to ssus, ;
meaning the children, we suppose, and
swears he never liked April bit, he
only kept her company till May woulc
come. Then finally the father.s hearl
asserts itself and he addressed a post
scrip to his motherless children, expect
ing, likely. May would send it to them, Al
he was busy in the Office: "sMay il
here" says the postscript, "reyel all y,
happy children. be better and brighter. ,
1t only remains for us to add, as we d,
with much tender sympathy for thi
lorn brother editor that May appear
to be, either grass-widow with no hop,
OF divorce, or q real widow with a fam
lily of children of her own or, possibly
the editor expects his mother-in-law t,
come and live with him for he says, no
we imagine without touch of plaintiv
sadness; 1--WE cannot have her all to our
self but we can have as much of her a
any one can; and 30 we cannot com
plain"
Advertised Letters. iss.,s.