Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1895-05-24
miscellaneous.
PAkALYlED.

NV emotions meaning by that those
feelings of the heart which tend to make
q man see all women as the only perfeo-
ton of creation, and some one woman
as the aggregated perfection of all wo-
men-my emotions, as | was about to
say when I interrupted myself, are ut
terly paralyzed and have been since the
18th day of last September at ID min
utes after II O'Clock, A, M, eastern
time.
At that hour and for several hours
previously | was in the act of spending
my summer vacation at delightfully."-
quiet and retired resort on the Atlantic
coast, where also, among number of
other fortunates. were Miss Ruth Allen
Miss Myrtle Morton-such sweet name
that, | used to think land Jack Eos
ter the bane of my existence and the
paralyzer of my emotions
Foster was dashing fellow. while |
was merely dashed fellow, and because
of that possibly was less fortunate in
nv heart affairs than be was. In any
event, never loved dear gazolle, as
the poet has it, believe, but some day
sooner or later, the nervy Foster came
that way and chose her for his mate,
the result of which invariably was that
lost her.
Several times during the summer
had, for these depredations of his been
tempted to drown him, for | was fine
sailor and he wasn't, though he often
went out with me, because, as no said
he felt safe in my hands, and he had
large life insurance policy in addition.
Then he would laugh at his time tried
and fire tested insurance joke, and all
the girls would laugh also.
Bah The idiots, to laugh at an old
chestnut like that A cocoanut was
equally as funny and much larger.
However, as time moved'on Jack gave
me chance, and, left to my own de :
vices, it was not great while before |
was paying undivided attention to Miss
Allen and Miss Morton. These two
were my choice, and one, felt sure,
would be chosen, but as yet | had not
determined which one.
The time for decision came ut last,
though, for my month was nearly up,
and on that sweet September morn ] had
an engagement to 60 walking with Miss
Allen. | felt that morning that she was
the one woman of all women for me,
and asked her to go with me, so that
I might have an opportunity to ask her
a far more important question. am
sure that she knew my purpose, for
had more than once almost told her what
was in my heart.
miss Ruth" said as We strolled
along the shore returning to tho hotel,
"may | ask you question p
Certainly. Mr. Bryting," she re-
piled as sweetly as a girl could reply or
bird could sing
1T is not an every day question,
said as slight preparation to her, "but
one of great importance to me"
at isn't conundrum, is it ?" she
asked nervousIy. For ! hate comm.
drums
"Yes, it is" answered "At leasI
it is about something ! don't want tC
give up"
There wasn't anything funny in that
but / laughed at it and she joined in it
giving me to that extent an addition t.
my courage.
"Well, you don't have to give it up,
she said "You surely can answer you
own conundrum."
"Not this one, fear"
Goodness it must be hard one
Don't ask me- Pm sure | cant answer
it."
ayes, you can" insisted. "Yor
know" and | became serious, "yor
know, Miss Ruth, that for some time
past have been thinking Of you grea
deal, more indeed than should have
done, for there was so much uncertainty
10 it all | have been thinking Of thii
very moment, and Of you, and of wha
| should say to you and how | should
say it, to win the answer desired above
all things earthly"
swell, but what is your conundrum 2
Miss Allen asked.
Simply this, Will you be my wife 2
| said dropping on one knee in the sand
Goodness | can answer that easil,
enough. No. cannot marry you"
The unhesitating way in which sh
spoke made me almost hopeless, yet
persisted
But you could learn pleade
there in the sand--fool that was t
| think that a unman cnnld laarn 10 mar