The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1900-04-13
HE GOT THE WRONG NAME.
The Result Was n Fit of Consterna.
tiOn That Nearly FlOOred
Him.

The man who, while he never forgetS
faces, cannot always remember the
names of the owners thereof, has some
mournful experiences. He is like =
chip tossed hither and yon on the bos-
ON of q tempestuous sea. It is dis
NAL thing to be compelled to make be-
lieve that you remember the name OF
the person with whom you are talking
on familiar terms, and generally mako
a sad hash of it. A woman, however.
can go on for half an hour or so con-
cealing the fact that she has forgotten
the name of the person with whom she
is conversing, and the latter will never
suspect the nameless niche she occu-
pies in the memory of the dissembler.
A man with bad memory for names,
but an acute memory for faces, was sit
ting in corner of Fourteenth street
car the other afternoon, idly wonder
ing why it is that not one woman out
of twenty to-day has her shoes black
ened or polished nicely. no matter how
deliberately she may be gotten up 9th
erwise, when n superb creature swept
into the car, getting on at X street.
She recognized the man in the corner
of the car instantly, and he recognized
her face without being precisely able
for ten seconds or SO to place it. But
they exchanged amiable smiles, and
she took the only vacant seat in the
car, which happened to be beside the
man who couldn't exactly place her OH
the instant. BY the time she had sat
down and arranged her skirts, how
ever, the words 'Martha's Vineyard"
flashed through his mind, and he re-
membered all about her-that is.
everything except her name. He had
met her at Martha's Vineyard hotel
last summer, and they had been real
close to an eye Irritation when the man
was suddenly called away on business.
He remembered that she was in Mar
tha's Vineyard without her husband.
although he was quite positive that she
was Mrs" and he struggled valiant
ly as he exchanged commonplaces with
her in the car, mingled with reminis-
cences of little matters at Martha's
Vineyard during the time they were
both there, to remember her name.
The embarrassing feature of it was
tiiot ollS hoSt lSSollSd AlS DIS SOOI
as she bowed to him, and she had
huge bulge on him in consequence.
What 4 charming view we had from
that old hotel up at the Vineyard, did
we not, Mr.. Pitapat?" she asked him.
Surely we did, ah-er-Mrs.-um--
ta-umph-one of the finest views
along the Atlantic coast, verify be
lieve."
by Jove," he was saying to him
self all the time. 81 would give million
dollars if 1 could remember this mag.
nificent woman's name-let's see-Biff-
kins, Baffkins, Buffkins-no. don't be-
lieve it begins with B at all-Turley
farley, Tumley-durn the luck, any
how. L believe L am getting paresis-"
''See, the crocuses are beginning to
peep forth already" said the ravishing
creature, whose name the man couldn't
remember, pointing to the flower beds
in Thomas Circle.
$50 they are, Mrs.-er-ah-um-t
--tum-" all the queer sounds coming
after the Mrs" being simply subdued
vocal spasms and make believes.
Finally, when the car was way up
Mt. Pleasant, the man suddenly
thought of her name. A triumphant
light came in to his eye, and he said:
Mrs. Passout, are you thinking OF
returning to Martha's Vineyard this
summer"
YES" she said, graciously, "but l
trust you will permit me to request
that you address me by a name that /
recognize"
The man almost collapsed in his seat
Isn't Passout the-er-right-!
thought"
"Oh, yes, I was Mrs. Passout; but
have got my decree since / met you
last. and l am now Miss Birthright
again. and it recalls narrowing mem
cries to be called Passout."
THE next time I can't RECALL name
instantly" reflected the man, I'm
just going to own up to it, and ask him
or her his or her name."-Washingt
Star.
Where Women Can Learn from Men.
Women when i'll suffer more from
the indiscretion and the ovcr-atten-
tiveness of friends than do men; they
are i'll the more often, for one reason
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