Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1897-08-26
lose more friends by marriage than by

L lose more friends by marriage than by
death. "
But you don I suppose began Sylvia.
III my friend Is a man" L continued,
'his wife dislikes me because know more
OF her husband than size does -
How absurd!" said Sylvia
And il my friend is a woman, " CON
tinued, 'her husband Is just a shade jeal-
Gus because he suspects that l have been
making love TO her"
How sillyl'' said Sylvia, shifting i'm
patiently in her chair.
1.-The worst Of 1t is, proceeded, THAT
they are both right, as a rule. In this
particular case
"Jim!" exclaimed Sylvia, bringing an
expressive foot down upon the hearth rig,
'if you've only come back to be horrid''-
Il have come back, said ''for the ex-
press purpose OF giving Jones away, or
whatever it is you do for your best friend
when he is married. -
That's nice of you, Jim," said Sylvia,
leaning back contentedly. "Then you are
pleased?'
Il think Jones is an uncommonly lucky
man." said.
Sylvia wrinkled her brows and looked
curiously at me.
''If you think Edgar is marrying me for
my money, that is not the case" said
Sylvia.
Il shouldn't dream of such thing" 1
said.
Though, of course, it is lucky that 1
have money" said Sylvia, cor else we
souldn't. We should have to watt
"Of course, " said, "a regular income
is a convenient thing to have, and l don t
suppose Jones has ever made $500 in any
single year at the bar yet.
But he's clever said SYLVIA, land he
must wait his opportunity.
Yes said
"You Were surprised, weren tyou?" said
Sylvia. Now confess you were surprised
for once.
''Well, don't know that 1 was-par-
ticularly. You see, was staying up the
river with him in August, and 1 knew
there was something up.
"Oh, but you couldn't have known
then, 3" said Sylvia, with slight laugh.
"Of course l didn't absolutely know"
said, land, now l come to think Of it,
think il was little mean of Jones-and
of you, too, Sylvia-to keep me in the
dark so long. could have done a good
deal for you in my quiet way, you know
brought you together and retired discreetly
round the corner. A little seasonal BILE
frankness would have done wonders As
1t was
"As it was" said Sylvia rather stiffly,
Edgar and l were able to manage our
own affairs ourselves. "
"Still," l said, ''if it's any consolation
to you, l don't mind assuring you that
he's fraDtically in love with you"
"Thank youp said Sylvia. Its pleas
ant to hear it on such excellent authority. :"
"Of course l should have known there
was a woman in the case even II he hadn't
told me So"
what do you mean?" said Sylvia, who
seemed to be getting a little bored.
well, when man leaves the river to
spend his week ends in town, it's fairly
safe to conclude that there's a woman in
IL, and when he tells you so it seems to re-
move the last vestige of doubt. But I
must confess he quite put me off the scent.
l never dreamed it was you he was after.
l fear, Sylvia, you are "a sly puss. Why,
what on earth's the matterf'
Sylvia had turned white and had risen
from her seat.
what are you talking aboute" she
asked.
I'VE are talking about Edgar Jones,
butt
but who was the woman? Jim, in
sist''-
Ny dear Sylvia
"Mr. JONES'" said the parior maid,
holding open the door.
"Hello, old fellow! Back again?"
yes / said "Just in time to con-
gratulate you both and to--give you away.
Well, must be going-two's company,
you know? Eh? Goodby, Sylvial'
1knn no l;,in hn al uuiA
Jones. "Shan see you theres"
~ think not, l said.
Really, could have done no good by