Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1895-12-20

a german she had danced a few
nights before, and told how all the
men had simply gone daft about
Hiss Bishop. CASTOR thought for
a moment, and then rushed to the
telephone, looked up the number
Of Gllland's house telephone in the
long distance telephone book, and
asked to be connected. Pretty
soon he heard a feminine voice at
The other end of the line call,
'Hellop
'HeiloI Who is thar answered
Castor. who? Ohl Miss Bishop
Vel this is Mr.. Castor, Miss Bis
hop. Where am l? In Indian.
apohS, Yes, in indianapolis, !
thought III call you up toto ask
how nv sisters are. You, III call
one of them and let her speak for
herself? Oh, meyer mind, ] said
never mind Ne.v-e r.never. No,
not mine; mind-m.l.n.d. Hello!
How are yOu9 Just going to the
city? Theatre party to nlgbti Ga,
not going in till the o'clock tram?
Wish l were going with you. l
said | wish 1 were gong with you.
| don't know whether my sisters
would like to have me or not. !
! just wanted to 60 with you. Don't
be fooliShY Hello. What did you
say? Hello! Hello! Say, Central!
Don't cut me of! I'm not through
talking yet. Gone at theOlher end7
We'll, ring up again.
As Mr.. Castor SAID last night,
he was bound to say something
then or die in the attemp'. After
waiting some time, he got the
Gillian house again and began
talking with Hiss Bishop.
j beat about the bush for a long
timci he sad, 'aud then l came
out With the question. She evil
dently couldn'C understand me, for
this was the answer | got:
''COme a little nearer. Mr.. Gas.
ton. l can't hear YOU
'Then l moved about one inch
nearer to her IN that eight huu-
dred miles and asked the question
oyer again. This time it was per
fectly understood. l was told that
| might not be sure of myself, tba'
had better walt for while, and
some more things hike that. | said
/ had lived to be 35 years old, and
guessed l knew my OVID mind.
Finally l was tod that she would
give me an answer when she call
ed me up III two weeks
That was on Feb. %. Two wetks
after that Miss Bishop was in
Brooklyn one day and stepped into
the office of Mr.. Giliiland. She
called up Mr.. Castor.
'Hellol is that you, Mr.. Castor?
This is Miss Bishop. Knew the
voice dld you? Your memory for
sound Is excellent. | wonder If it
Is as good for other things. One
other thing7 What's thati Oh,
my answer? Was [ to give you an
answer about any thing? Hello!
What's thatl | know very well L
was? Yes, | guess l do. Two weeks
have seemed like TWO yeas! You
say that very nicely-over the
telephone. Well, are you sure you
knew what yOu were taking
abtu? Positive? And yon don't
think you'll regret it some timer
Sure? Well, then, if you want yes,
here it Is. WHAT'S thatl Hello!
What did you say? OIL well, you
can; have that over the teleph one.
You must come for that yourself.
Good-by, George
1t wasn't long before lie came
for what he couldn't get over the
telephone, and the arrangements
for the wedding were made. Mr..
and Mrs. CASTOR are now at the
Imperial, but this evening they
will lelve f"r Indianapolis, their
future home. Mrs. CASTOR is an
Unusually gOod.looking woman,
perhaps 90 years old. She has
daIk halr, large dark eyes, and a
graceful figure. She has a musical
voice, and speaks with decided
E0gllsh accent. Speaking of her
engag ement, she said:
4 have travelled over good
bit of the world and heard of plen-
ty of romances, hut l never dream
cd that | should come to America
to get engaged by telephone. And
l should've If george hadn't been
such a dear fellow, with snch an
awul lot of cheek at long dis
tance." New York San.
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