Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1900-09-14

LOT Dig money, WOulu you! he ln-
quired, in order to force her oput her
self on record once more.
'Er-no," she replied, in tone that
didn't seem to have any vast amount Of
heartiness behind it.
"Of course, though" she said, after
awhile, with forefnger placed bit
wistfully TO her lip: Washington
looks beautiful at this season, doesn't
it?"
30, yes" said he, deprecatingly; "it's
pretty enough little old place
around this time of year, particularly
it'll do to spend week or so in.-trees
all in foliage, lilacs and snowballs and
things in bloom-all that sort o. thing.
We never said Washington wasn't pret-
ty, did we? But it's so slow-wonder
how we managed to live there CON
tentedly as long as we did, don't your
"Ye-er-ye-es," answered the wife
of his bosom, but her eyes seemed to be
far away.
Look at this ZOO, now," said the
male person of the couple to the wife
of his bosom when he took her to the
Central Park menagerie the other Sun
day; something like zoo, isn't it?''
She looked up at him hesitatingly.
81 don't think the scenery's so pret.
ty as the Washington Geological park,
do you?" she inquired, in a sort of muf-
fled tone.
"Er-no, blamed if / think it is, come
to think of it," said he, scratching his
chin reflectively. '"That's right-it
isn't. But this is over in New York, you
see! Now, if the Washington zoo-l
mean the park, and the situation and
all that-were over here, instead of ad-
jacent to pokey old Washington,
why"
He didn't mention just what the ad-
vantage would be, perhaps for an obvi-
Gus reason.
Thus they went on. Three or four
times a day the male person of the
couple would dwell with great (if care
fully worked-up) enthusiasm upon ;he
real thingness (thus to phrase it) of
existence in New York as compared
with hlife-''nothingmore'n Information
I'd call it," said he-in Washington
and on each occasion she would fall in
line with ''ye-es" that reallyappeared
TO proceed from point not much
nearer her heart than her throat.
1t so happened that one evening not
long ago, as they sat by the front win
dows of their abiding places in New
York--he dwelling with his usual In
sistence upon the joys of life on Man
haitian island as compared with rust
ing away in Washington, and she re-
plying with only an occasional "ye-es'
"a band of six or eight colored men
some of them with guitars and baEjos
and mouth organs,wentbyn singing and
playing. The two young persons from
Washington, man and wife, remained
very quiet until the last echo of the
music had died away far up the street
Sounds like" the man started to
say, turning sheepishly to the wife OF
his bosom, and then he observed that
she had) her handkerchief folded up
into wad about an inch in diameter
and that she was dabbing first one eye
and then the other with the wad.
sounds like Washington on summer
nights, doesn't it?" said the male per
son, with a sort of vacupus grin on his
face. "Kind o. restful and familiar
eh?"
Every" replied the wife of hi:
bosom, continuing to dab at her eyes
with her wad of n handkerchief.
Then they were silent for little
while.
"Come to think of il, Washington
isn't such a bad old place, after all
is it?' said he, pulling at an ear, re
nectively.
mo, it isn't" she replied, decisiyely
"Dear old Washington"
"That's right" said he. "Dear ole
Washingtons what say, too"
They were silent again for awhile.
"Wouldn't mind going ack to the lit
tie old place, would you?" said he
breaking the pause, and looking out o.
the window so as not to have to fac'
her.
"I'd just love to, and that's thu
truth" said she, "but we can't go bacl
yet awhile, can we?-you know how
everybody said we wouldn't stay more
than six weeks in New York, although
we declared we were going to remair
forever, and-and-they'd just guy u
awfully five went back now, wouldn'
they?"
"Yep, that's fact" said the man
ruefully.
Dear old Washington" said she.
Dear old Washington" said he
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