St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1895-08-10
IT WAS A GOLDFISH.
And Clara, Being n More Expert Angle
Succeeded In Landing 1t.


Succeeded In Landing 1t.
Men are just like fish," observed the
tall girl in gray, land l don't wonder
that Mr.. Darwin thinks they are
descended from them"
II think Mr.. Darwin only spoke OF
apes, dear" mildly suggested the girl
with the eyeglasses.
ibid he? Well, it's all the same,
anyhow. I'm so busy with the man of
to-day that don't care to go back any
farther; I'm sure the poet was quite
sensible when he said that the proper
study of womankind is man."
II think he said mankind dear,
limited the girl with the eyeglasses.
The girl in gray turned fiercely upon
her: ''See here. Emily Marshmallow.
you may know all about apes, yes, and
the height Of the north pole, and-and
lots of other unnecessary things, but
you know as we'll as l do that they
won't do you bit of good with man
unless he is examining you for teach
er's certificate; and precious little.
then, with the pair of eyes you have in
your head, she ended up triumphantly.
"What was it about the fish, any
how?" asked the girl with the eye.
glasses, suddenly interested in the sub
ject.
1.-The fish? Oh, l remember. Well.
you see, if you try to catch them with
hook and line they are too suspicious
to bite unless you lure them with a
very bright colored fly. But if vou go
after them with a net and just slip it
neatly over their heads they are easily
enough landed"
"Oh" blankly replied the girl with
the eyeglasses.
"M'hm. And that horrid Clara"
''Oh, it's all about Clara. is it?"
1T is. She is busy to-day deciding
whether to call him Wilfred or Mr..
Sweetie after they are married"
But l thought he was quite as at
tentive to you as to herr"
''He was; but used hook and line,
Clara a net. He is gasping little yet,
but he is safely landed. You see, Clara
and had a discussion not long ago
about the best way to manage a man
who kept calling and calling-and say
ing nothing in particular. To decide
It we wrote to the editor of the Young
Lady's Chaperon; the reply was: Re
fuse occasionally to see the young
man."
And did you follow"
II did. Wilfred called the very day
the paper came. Clara happened to be
with me up in my own room at the
I'D I,
would please excuse me. as l was en-
gagged. Then what do you suppose that
deceitful Clara dido"
went down herself?"
"N-no. She suddenly remembered
that she had forgotten to post an i'm
portant letter and ran down the back
stairs and over home. OF course he
went right over there, as the sly thing
knew he would. SO she just ran into
the back parlor, where he'd be sure to
hear, and sobbed: oh, mamma, he
he has just been over to see Eva again
and-and she wouldn't even see him,
while L Her mother, being a widow,
understood at once, and said: i don't
know really what you are talking
about, my poor child. Mr.. Sweetie is
in the parlor.'"
But how on earth did you find out
just how it happened?'
II suspected something, dear, SO I
followed close on Clara's heels. but be-
fore could get into the room the door
had closed upon her and that horrid
mother of hers took me upstairs to ask
nv advice about the making over of
an old gown. Times-Herald.