Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1896-03-05
MISCELLANEOUS.
A Queer Reflection.
AN oLD.FAsHIoNED LOVE sToR,

AN OLD.FASHIONED LOVE STORY.
Why it was that George Edmunds,
who had been known as the nerviest
man in football game, and the best
boxer at college, could not summon
up courage enough to propose to lit.
tie Airline Phillips was a mystery
But it was so. He could not do it.
George had arrived at his twenty
fourth year without falling a victim
to any feminine facinations; but
now ne was badly in love, and that
little blonde, Airline Phillips, was
the only physician who could help
his particular complaint.
The time was Halloween, and
George was to take Airline to a party
at the house of a friend. He knew
all the Hall0we' en- games, and he de-
cided that tonight, of all nights,
was the time to make the plunge
if he ever were to do so.
He stood in front of his mirror,
surveyed himself, and wondered how
it was that siX-foOt man, with the
determined-looking chin that he had, -,
could not propose to the little girl
who stood five feet nothing in her
high-heeled boots.
Halloween Is the time" he said,
as he turned from the glass, land
I'll settle it tonight forever.
He got into the cab that had been
waiting for him, and ordered the
driver to go to the house of Airline
his Airline he hoped she would be
before the night was over.
Miss Phillips received George with
the careless, almost sisterly famil-
iarity which is as much of setback
to lovers as a decided coldness would
be. He would have liked it had she
been little more distant with him.
AS it was already late they went
at once to the house where the party
was to be, and were received at the
door by Miss Kate Edmonston, their
hostess.
Miss Edmonston, little girl with
freckled face and red hair, whom
no one could call pretty, but whom
all called attractive, received them
at the door, and told them to hasten,
as the games were already in prog
ress.
In the parlor was large crowd of
young men and women, busily en-
gagged in the sport of diving for ap-
pies. In this sport, as every one
knows, a lot of apples, each bearing
the name of a man, placed in a
tub of water, and the girls try to
catch them in their teeth. The name
on the apple caught is sure to be the
name of the future husband of the
young woman who dives. There
was another tub filed with apples
on which there were the names OF
the girls, but that was for the men,
and consequently of comparatively
little interest.
There was much diving, much
laughter, and much disgust when il
was found that carefully curled hair
was, owing to the water, hanging
down before the eyes of the owners
straight and stiff. But no one cares
about hair at Halloween party anG
so that disgust was short-lived in
deed.
At last it came Arline's turn t.
dive and, while the laughing crowC
of girls were busy dragging her t.
the tub, George Edmunds slipped
into 1t five apples, each bearing hi'
own name.
He thought that should Airline ge
an apple with his name on 1t, sht
would then expect the proposal tha
he was mastering up his courage t.
make.
Airline leaned over the tub, anC
bit at an apple, but it floated ava!
from her, and SO she tried again, bu
with no better success than before
She was persistent, however, and IL
about five minutes, dripping ant
triumphant, she stood up with all ap
pie held fast between her teeth.
An inspection revealed the fact tina
the apple bore, instead of the nam,
Of George Edmunds, the name o
Frederick Hopkins. This Hopkin
was dapper little fellow whom al
the girls said was "nice," and h
sat in the corner and smiled hug
smile when he heard the fair Arlin
read his name. To make matter
worse, the festive Frederick had bee
q frequent visitor at Miss Phillips