The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1897-08-13
More Than One Miss Jones.
MIR. HENRY ADAIR GOODMAN

Iv well-known club man and owner
of one of the finest homes in the sub
urbs, was CHANGING over the Social
Chronicle and finishing his coffee be-
tween paragraphs.
by Joye, listen to this, Lucy" he
said to his sister. Howard Carpenter
has s~uccumbed at last. The engage
ment of Howard Giles Carpenter and
Miss Jones, of Wellington place, is an
nounced, the wedding TO take place in
the autumn Next to seeing my own
announcement, nothing could surprise
me more"
Lucy Goodman remembered her
brothers one love story and its sad
ending. For years no one had spoken
of il TO Henry Goodman. II had
estranged him from his father untilthe
latter was on his deathbed. Ten years
time heals many wounds, however, so
this morning Lucy ventured to say:
Her name is Jones. | wonder if she
is anyone we know"
Il guess not. ! don't know anyone
out that way" If Henry Goodman
thought Of the girl by that name that
he knew long ago he made no sign.
On reaching his place of business he
found his secretary outside his private
office.
There's a gentleman inside wants
to see you. He's been here nearly an
hour. Seems very much excited
Whats the trouble. Howard? You
seem excited" Mr.. Goodman said, VIII m
the door was closed. Il have been re, d.
ing the papers and | see you are To be
congratulated"
Howard Carpenters hand was limp
in his friends clasp. That's the deuce
of it. Henry. I'm in an awful mess. !
have come over to you to tell me What
1 would better do. Henry. I'm engaged
TO one woman and love another"
II am not surprised. Howard. You
never did know anything about affairs
of the heart. Now. tell me about it,
III begin at the beginning. The
doctor told me TO ride awheel and get
up for early morning rides Well. |
tried II and must say il was great. One
morning | was spinning along out the
boulevard when some one close behind
me bumped into my rear wheel and
was ~sprawling on the grass beyond the
curb, and a very lovely young woman
was sitting in the roadway beside the
wreck of her wheel. BY Jove, How.
ard. do you know how a pretty girl
looks when she is making up her mind
TO cry? sat up and said: 1t was sud.
den. wasn't it?' At that she laughed
Il hope you are not hurt she said. III
was so stupid of me. As soon as / saw
You my wheel went right toward you
at won't do it again." said j, look
ing at the wreck.
I'VE took the wheel to a repair shop
and when she gave her name and adj
dress to the wheel member ! made a
mental note of il. After that we met
several times on the road and wheeled
together. Then she invited me TO cal
and l went around and met the aunt,
She is only about ten years older than
Lillian-Miss Jones-and is a handsome
m look ten years older than the
aunt.
"After the ice was broken ! was a
regular caller at the house. / felt per-
fectly at ease and all that. but, by
Jove, Henry. when l thought of pro
posing TO Lillian my heart beat SO fast
i couldn't speak. At last / wrote n let
ter and told her ! had loved her from
the first day. that I knew she was much
younger than myself. but-well, you
know how a person will write when he's
in love.
when / went TO call that afternoon
the aunt was in the parlor and Lillian
was out.
81 did not tell Lillian you we're to
call she said, because j wished 10
talk with you about your letter.
~ did not suppose your visits to us
bore any particular Significance, and il
! had thought Of il | would have sup
posed YOU were interested in Lillian
rather than myself sort of cold,
clammy feeling crept over me. You
asked me If l think l can love you.
Now leave it to you II that wasn't
a poser. Imagine sitting opposite
woman and having her spring a thing
like hat under the circumstances. Al
at once | realized that I had addressed
my letter to Miss Jones. ard The aunt
being Miss Jones, had read il and be
lieved | was in love with herself.
II will not say that | care for you
other than as a very warm friend. OF
course. ! appreciate that this Is a yer,
peculiar answer TO give TO a man who
writes as you do. | am dazed; / hard
ly know what to say
oh gasped, don't say any more.
Yes said she. 4 wish to tell yor
ehat ! put of all thought of marriag,