The Forrest City times., 1895-05-17

Cynthia (horrified)-My dear boy, I'd be perfect fright! I wouldn't do it Tor the world. Where did you get that idea from?
 Rex (meekly)-Ohl I only thought met girl at the embassy in Paris good deal this winter, and she looked awfully nice with it that way: but, then
 Cynthia-Oh, but she couldn't have been my stylel
 Rex (quickly)-Oh,s mol She'd a face like beautiful Madonna, great dark eyes and the sweetest (hurriedly)-I mean-no-thati is, of course, she wasn't at all your style.
 Cynchia looking at him fixedly)-Do you know, Rex, that almost fancy
 Rex (embarrassed)-What do you fancy?
 Cynthia (gravely)-That I should like you to grow beard
 Rex trelieved) )-Oh-but-
 Cynthia (enthusiastically)-Y a man looks so much more impressive with a beard; sort of lord-and-master air-and-well, there is something fas- clnating to me in man with a flow ing golden beard
 Rex Gnterrupting)-Bu my dear child, considering my coloring, I don't quite see how could oblige you with a golden beard.
 Cynthia (blushing as she glances at his mustache)-Oh-no, of course (hurriedly)-what were we saying? Oh, yes, that things had changed good deal since poor Uncle Bob parted us so cruelty year ago.
 Rex-To begin with, poor Uncle Bob himself has joined the great majority Cynthia-Yes-and left me absolute ly alone in the world, sole mistress of his fortune, always provided that I kept to his conditions and held no com nunication with you until the year he had fixed for our separation had elapsed.
 Rex-I rather wonder he didn't make the whole thing conditional on your not marrying me.
 Cynthia (dreamily)-Yes,i it is almost a wonder. With an effort.) We'll, at any rate, now, dear Rex, there will be no need for us to live in a back street and never able to get out of each oth- er's way for an hour, as poor uncle said. We shall be rich enough to do exactly as we choose and see as little of each other as we like.
 Rex following out his own thought That will be delightful, and perhaps you haven't heard that that mine of my fathers which your uncle used to make such fun of has begun to yield again, so that my position either is not quite what it was, and Cynthia (quickly)-Then you are not poor any more?
 Rex Shaking his head)--Not any more than you are.
 Cynthia-Then-then my money
 Rex Gnterrupting firmly)-Thats shall be settled entirely upon yourself.
 Cynthia-But, then, what's the use of my marrying you?
 Rex-Cynthial Cynthia (embarrassed)-I mean-oh, don't quite know what I mean. GA pause, during which Cynthia examines her shoe and Rex pulls his mustache.) Rex with an effort)-When shall we be married, Cynthia? " kSoihAhE OoS OA HUI Mar? Oh, yes, of course. don't care; whenever you like.
 Rex-Then it had better be as soon as possible, hadn't it? Cynthia (absently)-Yes, and get it over.
 Rex (tal1ing her hand)-Cynthia, do you know that you haven't once told me you loved me?
 Cynthia (awkwardly)-Oh, but have told you so so often.
 Rex-Yes, but that was year ago.
 Cynthia (between tears and laughter) Yes, a year ago, and Suddenly look ing into his eyes) do you know, Rex, that you haven't kissed me?
 Rex Cleaning forward quickly)-My dear Cynthia.
 Cynthia drawing back)-No-you dld so often-a year ago
 Rex-But-
 Cynthia Hooking at him, frankly)- Rex sn't it all rather a farce, don't you think?
 Rex mfortable)-What do you mean?
 Cynthia (quickly)-Well-t year ago means just three hundred ana sixty-five days, and a lot of things have happened since then; not only the things we have talked about-others. We've been about, both of us, and seen different places and people with sudden srnile), girls with beautiful dark eyes and their hair parted down the middle.
 Rex lsotto voce)-And fascinating golden boards.