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

earth, added Il great deal more OF
loves hyperbole, and--entre nous
even scared into poetry occasionally,
when he read to Christopher Colum-
bus, her pet bull terrier.
But as Christopher wrinkled his
nose decidedly and his tail did not
show the least intimation of wag,
Jack tore it up--the poetry, mean.
The trouble was Jack wanted to pro-
pose aud couldn't. For never did he
bring up the eventful subject but Lady
Mary would go off at n tangent, posi-
bly, because Jack was using round
about ways.
AS Jack confided to his chum (who
shall be nameless for various reasons) ::
500 you know, H., if / speak of sun
sets, she will Immediately have a wild
desire to discuss ethnology or irreg-
ular Greek verbs. and if L should ever
mention love-not that / ever have,
you know--but if L 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 I was lying on the
river bank industriously fishing, while
Jack sprawled upon the grass alter
nately reading and 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 love 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 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 l give yon 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 Lady Mary. She came trip
ping scdately over the tender grass,
the mountain winds kissing delicate
peach blossom into her cheeks. 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 be dead.
"Jack," she said, swcetly, 81 want
You to row me up to the store. Will
you?"
OF course Jack acIuiesced, and the
two of them got into the boat and
started.
Jack is n finished oarsman, at least
he generally finishes it in about ten
minutes. | knew it was to be inter
esting, so | gave up the fishing and
watched them.
Mem. later: They have driftel
down the river, botn behind Lady
Mary's 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, as | predicted, shipped the
oars and opened the conversation.
"How we'll we get along. together
in boat, " he remarked, gazing senti
mentally at the cliffs.
"Yes," abstractedly, "but l wish
you'd row up to the store. | don't
want to waste the whole afternoon
drifting like this"
$40, of course not waking up
suddenly. Two strokes, Chen, II
wish we could always"
There are lot of new people COM
ing tonight" she broke in. "Mr. Egg
gleston told me 50. "
Ibid he? HIM" Then with
brilliant idea, care You ever inter
ested i'll other people?" he asked in
his most heguilinG tone.
"Oh, yes-now, there's Christopher
Columbus. I'm interested in him. |
wish | had him here this very minute
I'd kiss his dear little nose"
"lf | We're only Christopher Colum.
bus" inSinua;ed Jack.
81 wish you were sometimes" she
cried, wickedly. "rheu | could shut
you w occasionally, couldn't H."
Now, what could anybody do with Il
girl like this? The cad OF it was that
LAZY Mary took the oars and rowed
to the store herself.