The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1896-03-20

| Thought OF att6sS.afd, ana 60ott til"
| bathroom fittings | am just wondering.
1t seems to me they are inadequate, as
compared with the fiowery suggestion
of sanitary perfection conveyed in The
| Daily Telegraph and, well, the draw
| ing and dining rooms are certainly rath-
err circumscribed, aren't they"
"Yet, at the same time, you are agree
ably pleased on the whole?'' he suggest
| ed.
con the principle that nothing, even
in six roomed cottages on the banks of
| the Thames, can entirely reach the full
ness of our expectations-yes. y
He smiled and spread his hands.
''In that respect the best of us are but
| as little children ever searching after
what is absolutely impossible i'll this
worId-perfection," he answered.
Eyes, why is it? We should not like
| Is if we could get it either. Yet we
search, search, search, and waste our
| whole lives
She turned her arch glance toward him
and waited.
1T is our disease. Perhaps it is put
there purposely that we should not
grow too fond of living. Besides-and
here comes the irony of tiff every
thing were perfection we shouldn' t
| know it.
mo, we should want counteractiDg
| foils, like milestoneS, TO show us 1t Is
| perfection. Her eyes travelled up the
green slope toward the house, and she
added, reverting to it: But you, you
also, like this by no means faultless BIZ
| iou residence. Yes, l can see by your
face. Your face assures me that you
have seen something today that pleases
you. -
He dropped his hazel eyes upon her
and leaned on his cane.
Yes he said slowly. Il have GER
tainly seen something that pleases Inc
today. But" he added quickly, Il am
willing to waive priority if l have it,
which l doubt, in your favor and back
| out of all competition with regard to
the bijou residence. After all, what
Goes it signify? l am Il bachelor; any
thing will do for me. -
"And am spinster, she said with
a smile. "Why should not anything do
for me?''
"Eor all their never 'aVin met till
this ere morning, they seem to be
mighty friendly" observed the care
taker watching their departure down
the shady road together later. 1T
| seems to me to be more question of
| taking each other than taking the house.
They amt said nothing about the house
one way or t'other, but they ave said
| a good deal about each other judging by
Their eyes.
The woman picked more wild flowers
as she went back, the man assisting her.
Midway down the dusty lane they rested
ON a fallen oak, the victim Of a recent
cyclone, and told each other their biog-
raphies At the inn, close to the rail
way, they lunched together in the inn
parlor, criticising the proprietor ideas
of art afterward, a task of elastic quail
ity according to the degree of opportu-
nifty for lingering desired. And she-she
never looked prettier, even in her palm
lest days.
Have you ever traced the genesis of an
acquaintance? 1t may be quite as capa-
Bile of wide advances and undreamed
conclusions as the genesis of speech.
You may begin in the tropic of Cancer
| and end in Siberia; or you may begin i'll
Siberia and end in the tropic Of Cancer
it's all a matter of chance. But this
man and this woman began and ended
i'll the tropic of Cancer, and so there was
a marriage in the paper, but the bijou
residence is still inlet. George Wemyss
in Sketch.