Gulf Coast breeze. [volume] (Crawfordville, Fla.) 1897-19??, 1898-02-18

even soared into poetry occasionally
when he read to Christopher Colum
bus, her pet bull terrier.
But as Christopher wrinkled hi
nose decidedly and his tail did no
show the least intimation of wag
Jack tore il up--the poetry, mean.
The trouble was Jack wanted 10 pro
pose aud couldn't. For never did Ii,
bring up the eventful subject but Lady
Mary would go of at tangent, posi-
bly, because Jack was using round
about ways.
AS Jack confded TO his chum (whC
shall be nameless for various reasons)
''Do you know, H., il | speak of sun
sets, she will Immediately have wild
desire to discuss ethnology or irreg.
ular Greek verbs. and if / should ever
mention love-not that | ever have,
you know--but if ever should, hang
me il / don't believe she'd ask me
how my liver was"
BY which it can readily be seen that
Lady Mary and Jack were on the best
of terms, and the very intimacy seemed
to preclude the possibility of anything
more.
One afternoon ! was lying on the
river bank industriously fishing, while
Jack sprawled upon the grass alter
nately reading aud scribbling Then
he looked up and observed comrla-
Gently: "Now, | fatter myself that s
rather good. Listen, H.:
"The weary sun has sunk to rest,
And with him fades the dying day.
Come night, come hour love the best.
Fit time loves winning words to say.
"Pretty good, eh?"
"Good? Oh, Lord You want TO
change those last two lines. You
should say:
ALAS still lives love-struck crank,
Who can't say what he wants to say.
Besides, best isn't good gram
mar, If you're comparing day with
night"
Hang it all, H., Tennyson himself
could not please you" Then a long
silence which he at last broke with
"Say, do you think she would have
me?"
ooh, take run around the block
How do know? There she comes
now, and I give you fair warming if
you two stay here and scare all
my fish away I'll tell about the
poetry"
Divinely tall and most divinely
fair was Laly Mary. She came trip
ping scdately over the tender grass,
the mountain winds kissing delicate
peach blossom into her checks. Jack,
with his customary facility, rose to his
feet and the occasion to play the gal
liant. Neither of 'em paid the slight
est attention to me. / was supposed
to he dead.
Jack, she said, sweetly, 81 want
you To row me up To the store. Will
you?"
OF course Jack acluiesced, and the
two of them got into the boat and
started.
Jack is finished oarsman, at least
he generally finishes it in about ten
minutes. | knew it was to he inter
esting, 50 gave up the fishing and
watched them.
Mem. later: They have drifted
down the nyer, botn behind Lady
Marys parasol.)
Now, Jack being one of those fell
lows who believe in never losing an
opportunity calmly rowed the boat
ont in the middle of the river and
then, rs l predicted shipped the
oars aud opened the conversation.
How we'll we get along. together
in boat" he remarked, gazing seuti-
mental Mt the cliffs.
Eyes, abstractedly, "but l wish
you'd row up to the store. l don't
want to waste the whole afternoon
drifting like this"
"No, of course not" waking up
suddenly Two strokes. Then, Il
wish we could always"
"rhere are lot of new people COM
ing tonight, she broke in. Mr.. Egg |
gleston told me So"
"Did he? HIM. Then with
brilliant idea, care YOU ever inter
ested i'll other people?' he asked in
his most beguiling tone.
ooh, yes-now, there's Christopher
I'm interested in him. !
wish had him here this very minute.
I'd kiss his dear little nose"
"If. l were only Christopher Colum-
bus" insinuated Jack.
81 wish You were sometimes" she
cried, wickedly. "rhen | could shut
you up occasionally, couldn't H."
Now, what could anybody do with
girl like this? The end OF it was that
Lady Mary took the oars and rowed
10 the store herself.