River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1901-09-26

ties and her ankles cased in dark blue
silk. She clasped her hands across
her knees. She was looking proYok-
ingly pretty this morning, her auburn
hair blown out over her ears under her
white linen hat with its black pompon
rakishly tilted over her eyebrow. Her
thin white shirt waist showed inn
pressionistic glimpses of blue ribbon
rosettes against her pink shoulders.
Don't talk like that, Fizzie: 1
never dreamed"
"This is no dream" said Fizzie, turn
ing the ring on her finger; its the
real thing"
"But fancy girl like you. l tell
you l won't have it. 1 shan't allow
such thing"
"Why, you've nothing to say about
it I guess. You can tell Miss Moth
ingbut what she must do and she can
do tiff her new mama let's her.
"You are engaged to me and if you
imagine you can throw me over in
this way you're immensely mistaken.
I'm no boy"
'I'm going to have high-backed
victoria and two footmen. And I'll
come to see you in 'Foolzleorum' and
invite you to my house sometimes if
you're very good"
"I1l see Mr.. Nothingbut myselfThe
man must be mad"
"No-but RhOda will be simply wild.
You see it cuts her out of few mil
lions. Too bad, isn't it?"
''Fizzie, did you imagine / ever cared
for that horsey old thing?"
81 can't allow you to talk like that
of my future daughter. Mr.. Nothing
but isn't so bad"
III write to your mother unless
you promise to give up this idea"
"Can't, my boy. I've notified the
manager that 1 leave on the first.
We're going to be married without
any fuss"
''Fizzie-do you remember promis-
ing that you'd never marry any one
but me?"
Haven't any recollections of it."
''And 1 imagined you were a true,
noble girl"
"Tra-la-la-la," hummed Fizzie friv-
olously, quoting "Foozleorum" mu-
sic.
The chorus boy gazed at her help
lessly. He was just beginning to real
ize how he loved Fizzie and that so
ciety didn't matter.
''Stage life is disgusting for CIR"
he remarked.
Not any more than for man."
said Fizzie. "You have changed from
an ordinarily decent chap to conceit-
ed Johnnie and all kinds of a dude
You weren't bit like that when we
used to go to school together"
"Those were the days." said Cecil,
''the good old days" He leaned his
head YEARLY on his hands. How /
hate this life; it is false and artificial"
vaudeville is the only thing nova
days." said Fizzie, "these long runs
are demoralizing. If l didn't intend to
marry I'd get nice sketch and go
out on tour of the continuous
houses"
"The very thing!" said Cecil; II
have the sketch-'All for Love-" And
he told her Of the note in the morning
mail.
SIS it any good?" asked Fizzie.
az haven't seen it, but he says it's
great. Suppose we look at it and if
you like it-why-why-"
''NNe could leave 'Foozleorum.'
"And go as a team?"
''Do you mean it?"
"Then think how it will read. Re-
fused a millionaire to marry the
chorus boy she loved, who renounces
society for his old sweetheart. Going
to star in 'All for Love-"
"What a press agent you'd make,
Cessl You are wonder. After all,
Nothingbut is old"
"Old! He's mouldy."
"And poor Rhoda?"
"Rhoda's a well-meaning girl" said
Cecil. with one pang as he thought
of his morning flowers and telegram.
| Slowly he reached over and took Fig
zie's hand in his. "You know what
they sing in "Foozleorum,' Fizz?"
"No-what?"
Love, like the Devil, takes care
of his own
And together they sang the chorus.
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