Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1894-06-14

spot, proposed seven times today,
She didn't take the trouble to answer,
but At last she didn't say no, So I'm
alive.
suppose you want to know how she
received me.
stood before her Tor about forty
seconds before she looked up, Finally
her eyes travelled slowly from my shoes
to my face and rested there with IN
expression of blank uurecospitton.
DO you know mey' | stammered,
was ready to cry,
by, OF course" she said, With
her delicious drlwl. You're Tommy
Van der RuNtcr, You've grown"
collapsed, hut on the sand and ut
her feet.
She did not address another word to
me for 1--WE minutes, but permitted 4
ridiculous youth With Il pcrswUlty face
as my little niece would Say--and
white duck suit to relate stupid
anecdote while she looked out over the
water, When she spoke It was To me,
The youth might have bahhlcd to the
breakers
what hidcous object Il man is In
a bathing suit"
l aSScnted eagerly. registering vow
that she should never see me in II
bathing suit
"TheSc sands must be full VI graves"
she continued, graves OF buried Senti-
ment, The concavc ones look like iclly
fish, the scrawuey ones like the punish
ment OF Adam. The well built ones
are merely rcpulsive, just that and
nothing more"
I'VE were all in the water ycstCr-
day" one of the court murmurcd, fee.
bly,.
''rhc remarks apply to you, Forum
ately, have no sentiment to bury"
l piticd those poor men.
A great founder OF n man came out
of the water and flung himself down
ON the sands before her,
"lhc siren of the waters cannot hold
me while you"-hc began,
She rose She shook her skirts with
IN oppression of disgust which made
even innocent me shiyT, She turned
her back ON the purpling. stammering
offender (who after all had plenty of
examples to follow NIL around and
said in her cool voice:
"Mr. Van der Ruyter, you may walk
with me until 1t Is time to go to the
Casino"
Boys, I'll tell you the rest tomorrow,
tt
Wed. Morn
I'm up again ut to write you. |
was getting writer's paralysis last
night I'm going to make letter like
n conversation in n novel, I'VE are
strolling up the beachl
Mysclf-now awfully jolly this IL,
TO be walking all alone with you. These
last two years have been two centur-
les. But now-it seems like the same
old summer.
She-What kid you are!
Myself know; but then, you see.
I'll grow. You have. You're ten years
older than You were two years ago.
Now, don't get angry. You're more
beautiful thdn ever. What | mean
Is that you have the mir Of one who
has exhausted the world. It's tremCn.
dously fetching though to be sure the
indcfinahle girl charm has gone For
ever. Catch on boys0 But II isn't
every woman who can be three or
four woman in one lifetime. | should
say YOU could be five or six in II year
If YOU likeG,
Shc-You seem to have an analytical
turn Of mind. SO had | at your age,
Mysclf-Thats n good pot shot. II
YOU ever did consent to marry me !
should feel as II | were making
Burdctt-C Bartlett alliance And
If | remember Alright | am three days
uneven gait of the sexes; 1t is just
older than you are. But such is the
about time for you to get over being
proposed to and for me to begin pro-
posing.
She-You'll do the bullying tossing
act better when you've had two years
hard practice.
Myself (hurriedly)-Look ut that big
fellow rolling In. What life OF
pleasure 1t is here! People seem to
forget when they come TO Narragansett
that there is anything else In life.
What an awful set of jays those men
were you were talking to! Don't
wonder you look bored. Suppose New
York society men are the same.
To this brilliant set OF explosives
she made no reply whatever.
Myself after a painful pause)-Have
you been here long2
She-Two weeks.
Myself-Like itf
She-As well as anything.
Myself-Going to stay all summer?
She-I never make plans
Myself-You drift?
Myself (feebly)-Think you will evel
drift into marlmony?
She-Certainly.
Myself-Don't want to be an old
maid?
She-Certainly not.
Myself-tngagedl