Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1893-07-05
MUST HAVE BEEN A CLAIRVOYANT.


ems Coldly Accounted For.
The girl with the Leghorn fiat flew
into the room like miniature cyclone,
says the Chicago Tribune.
81 haven't minute" she painted,
"but | Just saw Clarence out driving
with Flora and | thought you ought to
know it"
Thanks, dear" responded the girl
with the yellow tea gown, 1T is a mel
ancholy pleasure to know that you
me-but it really makes no difference,
that is all over forever"
"You don't say SOP cried the girl
with the Leghorn fiat. why, |
thought"
''Of course you did-so did every
body else; why, people had got into
the habit of glancing at the engagement
finger every time | took off my glove to
see if the ring was there yet, and Aunt
Clara, who was going to Europe, asked
me the other day what kind of a we'd
ding present girl would like. And it
was such little thing that spoiled it,
after all. y
80, do tell me all about it, cried the
girl the Leghorn fiat. ''I'Il promise
never to tell a soul"
every we'll then I'll try, but first
please hand me that fan and my smell
ing bottle. Thanks. Well, you know
Clarence has only one fault, but that is
a serious one-he will write poetry"
q know, but"
so. yes, it was all very we'll when
( that sonnet TO Her Eyes came out
/ OF course everybody knew it was in
/ tended for me and it made all the girls
wildly jealous. AS for Flora, she
actually tried to pretend it was written
for her. Did YOU ever hear of such inn
pudence? The idea of imagining that
anyone could call those cat-gray eyes of
| hers blue. / hate vanity"
so do l, but do go on -"
"Well, you know he once published a
volume OF poems. | praised the sonnet
so much that he finally brought me a
copy of the poems, saying that [ must
give him my real opinion of them and
he would prize that above the praise of
all the hollow world"
''Of course, any one could see"
eyes. Well, the book was bound in
a lovely soft olive, so | laid it on the lit
tie table in the back parlor beside vel
low jar and the effect was quite artistic.
| That very day Lulu came in and an idea
struck me. You know how she goes in
for literature. y
"All plain girls do"
Yes; well, [ knew there would be a
great deal going on in the next few days
and [ didn't want to take the time to
read the book myself, so | Just asked
Lulu all about it. She was glad of a
chance to show off and told me which
were considered the best pieces and all
about them, SO that [ knew just what 10
say to him.
"What a splendid idea"
"Wasn't it? But wait? He came in
the next afternoon and | wore my white
crepe gown, the one in which he says [
look like some antique priestess."
Eyes, yes; 90 on"
EWell, told him that I had read all
the poems before | slept the night be-
fore; that [ thought his sonnet, TO
Grave was the tenderest thing that |
had ever read-O, he was SO pleased"
"Of course"
eyes, if had only stopped there, but
l didn't | said: L am not quite sure
that l understand In Sunset Land
although | enjoyed it more if possible
than all the others. Won't YOU read it
to me?' You see Lulu had told me that
it was the deepest one"
'',{es, yes; don't stop"
"Well, he took up the book and looked
at it little odd, l thought, then he
SAID: I gu must De KlnQ OIL clalfVOy-
ant if you enjoyed reading this. Of
course | thought he meant I had di
vined his favorite, SO | said modestly:
%, | take such an interest in all your
work; why, [ have read it until | al
most know it by heart
''That should have settled it," cried
the girl with the LeghOrn fiat.
at did. He said coldly: Yes, Miss
Withers, YOU must be a kind of clair
cause, you see, the leaves are still I'M
cut.'''