Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1901-07-13
THE WIDOWS WEED.

sack, sic rIiSht have selected Billy or
even Ned. They are both bigger men
than I. She might have known how |
would feel after that girls compar son
Of men and pumpkins. What could
nan of five feet two do against fel-
l"w that stands 4 good six feet in his
stockings, when ne knows that the wo-
man al his side IS devotlng both eyes
nd cars to the bigger man? | tried
to interest her, but. finding it Il hope
less task, gave my attention else
where.
'Ah lahke best the people who APP
pyeciate nah jokes" the southern girl
VAS saying to Jack. ''Eut ali love best
those who believe NAH fibs'
1T is because YOU have ne%er really
/ loved that you think so, Miss Gordon,
| the lady at my side exclaimed. When
you have experienced n great passion,
( YOU will understand how impossible it
is to tell an untruth to any one, eS-
\ pecially to the object of your affection.
Love. true love, excludes all thoughts
not ennobling. Am not right.
Retty?" turning to her hostess with
pretty look of appeal as though they
experience the great passion.
Il am sure YOU are" our hostess re-
piled though she evidently hadn't the
slightest idea of the question she was
asked TO decide You are always
right, Nellie" she added.
"Weu how about money. SiS?" Billy
asked He, too, had been listening 1t
appears to me that women usually
have an eye to the main chance. lhey
NAV fan in love with poor fellow.
but / notice they always marry the
tich ones What do you think OF love
Miss Gordon?
An think that many Of us ale not
able to love" she replied. just as
many of us are not able to play the
fpiano or sing. We marry and are given
in marriage but it is not loving. 10
me, love is like col"r-say. red
IN. re are a thousand shades Of red.
and some of the outer shades are not
red at all So in love there are Il
thousand shades. but very few are
worthy of the name.
She spoke quite seriously. ana there
was little ring of pathos in her voice
at the end which made me sure that
with her love was not one OF the outer
shades. Sturgess leaned forward ana
said. smiling
..'rhen. Miss Gordon. YOU agree with
mo that where love is there il is always
Spring. That was the sentiment III "A
uoem Of mine which Mrs. PurNls was
unkind enough to say was all rot
Did | use such strong language
Dick" Betty. exclaimed laughing
Well il must have been after | had
been disciplining Billy. | really
thought tn. poem fine. but l must ad-
nit that I cannot appreciate the senti-
ment. Where love is may always be
st,rjng. but where poverty is it is gen
orally Lent. according to my obserVa-
: tons
) Well according to mine" said Jack
..oood mothers teach their daughters
IN n. modest and loving and their sons
: 10 he honest and brave in love. just as
: they teach them the catechiSm ihef
they grow up and forget them po'h
and that is the end of II.
"Ah. but never should have Thought
Won so cynical. Mr.. Hayden. the
v;,,cw exclaimed reproachfully. Sure
s ~ YOU have not inculcated Such IDEAS
r Miss Gordon. for l hay" always as
I ! Spci1teu the virtues III lI' Ni'i'' 49,
= NV ideal Southern girl.
$ "Ah. the widow throws down th'
: gauntlet" exclaimed 10 myself. h"'
= voice. was like nothing SO much as th'
gentle purr of a cat. who. having cor
= nered it's prey, makes ready to spring
4 Her ewes had the same Gilttefihs
4 tixeln-ss | wondered if the CIR
g recognized the challenge.
4 Then you will certainly be di&ap
p pojnted in me, Mrs. TraVers. the gir
t replied, leaning towards her newton
2 enemy with brilliant smile. DOUBT
!. less the virtues of the violet is It's owl
S reward. for, an have noticed that TN
rose always wins. All prefer the rose.
Y She understood and ! saw that il was
;. 10 be A fight to the finish. noticed
. hov much better looking she was than
T I had thought her earlier. Inc hart
4 circles under her eyes made them ap
near more brilliant, there was Som'
. faint color in her cheeks, and her Ions
throat was both round and graceful
= | Even the shadows under her collar
bones found more attractive than tn
,Iun,n satiny surface of the widow:
r neck and bosom. ! noted all theS'
i with much the same feeling OF sius
7 faction that a spOrtlngmdn IeeiS Whei
$ taking stock of the various good points
= ot the horse on which he has stake'
! his money AS Withdrew my eye:
,h4y encountered Billy's. There passe'
l tba flicker of q smile between us. W.
we're backing the same filly.
Il am with You there. Miss Gordon
! Ned exclaimed. "NiOlets are COCO
l enough for -" He came to deat
l stop. and flashed a look of breathles'
= horror from his-wife to Mrs. Travers
: Then he coughed and went on, Coco
enough in their place. but a rose is the
flower for me. There is queenly
: grace about it that reminds me OF
: American girlhood. 1t doesn't peel
around from beneath its leaves as
r though half apologiZing for its eN-
: istence A rose. like an American
| girl. is never out of place. 1t slorifies
u howell or it graces the palace of 8
prince. It"
l My dear boy" his wife exclaimed
? what has so aroused your enthuS-
I iasm" Glorifes n hOvel and graces
I the palace Of n prince? l never knew
, you To be so poetical. Do you aspire tt
become a rival Of Mr.. Sturgess. or are
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