The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1900-05-11
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WRESTLING JACK.

.iYe To begin with, Jack is loved by
Z every man in the College No one can
icl insist his frank, merry manner, unfail.
IN ing good humor and happy face. Even
!. y the grim professor of mathematics
81 softens bit when listening to a reci-
!. tation from Jack
me, Not only do all the boys like him,
:, " u. but the girls, wherever he goes, take
IN y him into their good graces.
y RI Nevertheless, l must state Jack has
eel; one very annoying popularity. He
'. whistles.
To be sure, whistling in its proper
place is very well, but whistling from
Dt daybreak until late at night, whistling
Just on every occasion, whether special or
N otherwise, always and everlastingly
en- whistling, grew tiresome at times. to
J say the least
FL AS Jacks chum and roommate l
We have manfully endured more than
W many people would believe of me, and
have even taken sort of pleasure in
w analyzing Jacks mind by his whistle.
ga During the last two years Jack had
,, had several attacks of There's Only
One Girl in This World for Me-" but
NJ he had been so silent and unsociable
re in recent affair of the golf links that
e!' feared that it was indeed serious.
The onss that heard most of the
~ t'~1 were 81 Love Thee, | Adore
g. Thee" or "'Tis With Love, True
N" Love Undying."
I? The next week they were not of
h such cheerful caste. Once or twice
in moments of encouragement, | even
rae heard the hymn, "On Jordans Stormy
Banks l Stand"
i One memorable night, after Jack
ar had tied his cravat fifteen times to
n the tune of 20 Promise Me-" he press
q ed my hand, on going out, with low
:. "Wish me success. old boy. I'm going
"a to do or die!"
"a About IL o'clock he returned.
as, knew by his glorified face the minute
saw him that he had won her. For
'" once he was too happy to whistle. He
" knew no song to express his JOY. He
a shook my hand, exclaiming, She's
minei She's mine!" l congratulated
him heartily and quickly and then
J Jack told me about the wonderful
Ir( woman who had promised to become
hi his wife.
Nr Jacks wooing seemed to progress
ir smoothly after that. THE Sweetest
Story Ever Told" and songs of sim
> liar nature reigned supreme. We gave
q bachelor party" in our den, and
with the help of a couple of chaperons
7 entertained "the star" and her friends.
Needless 10 say, I thoroughly ap.
proved Of Jacks choice.
Then came sad. sad day Jack re-
turned from a call. trying to whistle
indifferently, " Want Dem Presents
rC Back" but it soon changed to the
! mournful tune of "Forsaken."
No need to ask what the trouble
was. They had quarrelled. For day
e Jack was studious. He pored over his
Ia formerly deserted books, and evident.
~ had decided to lead a students
q, life. He evidently tried to make me
think he didn't care, and whistled
loudly about "a Hot Time in the Old
ia Town." or college songs, but Jack was
miserable, and we all knew it.
One evening about a week after
the quarrel Jack could apparently en-
pr dure It no longer He had given us
ne The Banks or the wabash" rather
,p disconsolately, and as he departed he
re whistled Gust Break the News to
,r Mother" with such expression that l
To- ran after him exclaiming, Jack, don't
be rash, old fellow. 1t will all come
out all right"
l expected he would return feeling
y, better, as he usually did, after wan
dering up and down the street in front
le Of "her' house, but l was not pre-.
al pared for the change in him when he
ga came back. The happy expression
h was on his face once more, and Jack
ie was his old self. "Shes not mad now"
he cried land you will be my best
man q month from to-day" and he re.
/ tired softly whistling, Faithful and
r True I'll Be to You."-Buffalo Times