The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1894-12-29
IT WAS LIKE OLD TIMES.
Their Memory Came Bach to "Joe'' and
"Daisy" After the Lapse Of Years.

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"Daisy" After the Lapse Of Years.
They boarded a Broadway car just as
the theaters were out. The little wo-
man carried her programme carefully
and tenderly. She was gotten up in a
style of fifteen years ago, with here and
there dash of the prevailing mode
showing in her costume. Her jewelry
was old fashioned, but it was most be-
coming to the animated face. The lit
tie, tired, careworn eyes gazed at the
big man beside her anXiously.
There was one other person in the
party-a woman Of thirtv-five surely
but she soon lost herself in reading the
glazing advertisements
The car was not full; the few pas.
sengers were a large male majority and
they were all sleepy. The little old
fashioned woman looked nervously at
each, and then, turning to the man,
said: 'Mr. Denver, do you remember
the good times we used to have going
to the theater together long ago?" And
into the eyes of the woman there
passed look of wistfulness intense.
Miss Daisy, never think of past
pleasures, the present has been enough
for me for the last fourteen years, ever
since | went west q poor man."
There was glimmer of loneliness in
the woman's eyes as she heard this
name. There was a look of intense
WEAKNESS on the face of her woman
companion as she continued to read
over and over the injunctions to buy
wide Opens" hooks and eyes; Eos
sil's" bloom of youth and 'Hirsute's"
gray hair restorer, but never once did
she downcast her eyes.
She was model chaperon.
Then the western fever got the best
of Mr.. Denver and he began to talk cf
his money, how he made it and Whist
he should do with it.
Il am sorry you are so rich, joe"
came in meek accents from her whom
he had called Miss Daisy. You will
not care TO come and see US now. You
will forget u.s."
Then Joe tugged at his mustache-
he made great pull at the stubble and
began TO chew the ends Joe" was
forgetting his philosophy and was
plainly disturbed. He thought with
wrinklud brows for a moment. then
blurted out as a bashfnl schoolboy
might: You don't want me to come so
often, Daisy, do your
There was no answer, just a look i'm
to each others eyes, and the conductor
bawled ''Fifty-ninth street; all out?''
On the pavement, with three transfers
in his hand, Joe" spied an open car
bearing the legend, Amsterdam ave.
nue."
Lets get in this" said he.
We ought to go up Columbus ave-
nue." said Daisy.
The back seat of that carr was
Joe's emphatic order. and the three
piled in, and what if Joe's arm did 90
more than half way round the back of
Miss Daisy.
She leaned back and said, Joe. this
is, indeed, like old times"
SIT Will be better than old times"
said Joe, and be looked straight at the
little old-fashioued woman and then
leaned back and laughed
The companion. she of the tireless
reading of advertising signs, turned
round her head from the first sea; in
the car and, motioning the conductor,
had the car stopped As they got out
Daisy took hold of Joe's arm in a man.
ner that spoke volumes, and Joe-well.
his head was held more erect, and he
had presence of mind 70 turn around
TO the demure chaperon and say:
Its pleasant night, isn't it?--N.
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