The Jennings daily record. [volume] (Jennings, La.) 1900-1903, 1902-03-06
- Adventures Of q Glove ~
by MILTON GOLDSMITH

CopysiGhe. 1901. by Daily
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mo wonder you prefer to remain
single with such cozv bachelor apart
msnts!" exclaimed Tom Silsby, as he
surveyed Herbert Halls domain with
\ feeling akin to envy. with so
sumptuously furnished and interesting
q home, you would be fool to plunge
into the uncertain waters of matri-
mony. You know what the modern
philosopher says, Where singleness is
bliss, It's folly to take wives!"
Herbert smiled YEARLY.
You are mistaken" he said. This
life Of singleness is inexpressibly lone
ly. These baubles do not content me-
I would exchange them all for mod
est nat II l could share that with the
one woman of my dreams"
Tom opened his eyes in surprise.
He had never before suspected senti-
mentality in his practical friend.
We'll, why don't you capture the
girl?" he asked.
Because she exists in my dreams
only"
He seemed unwilling to continue the
subject and Tom resumed his scrutiny
Of the walls.
This elk's head is particularly
hnel" he said.
Yes. I shot that animal in Colorado
last winter. This panther rug is a
trophy Of the same chase. That bowie
knife was given to me by a Moki In
dian in New Mexico 1t is dyed with
the blood OF a man who sought my
life for the money I had about me.
I'll tell you the story some day"
Tom gazed with manifest delight at
HIS friend, who doomed up as a hero
before his eyes.
by Jove!" he cried enthusiastically,
you have had adventures"
Yes, a few!" asserted Herbert.
"Hello:" exclaimed Tom presently.
What's this? A glove. declare.
Was this the gift OF some Indian
maiden, or don't the aborigines wear
tan kids?"
That" replied Herbert, "is a trophy
OF a different kinda remembrance OF
my only adventure worthy OF the
name!'
do you mind telling me about IT,"
mot at ALL but you may not find it
1
lady of my dreams; the fair one for
whose sake am still a bachelor"
Il promise to be an attentive listen
err" said Tom, as he lit a fresh cigar
cite. Fire away"
Herbert threw himself upon couch.
Three years ago." he began YEARLY,
IL happened to be in San Francisco on
business connected with some mining
claims. l was thirty-fiv years OF age
and still tmpressionable. was eager
| to marry, but the girl after my heart
| had not yet presented herself to my
| notice. One day I boarded a trolley
car for a ride to Sutro Park, and was
| soon engrossed In my paper. Hap
| pening to look up saw in the seat op-
| posite a girl Of such beauty and grace
that l became transfixed. My paper
| dropped from my hands, and I could
| do nothing but gaze at her. You may
| laugh at me if you will, but from the
| instant I beheld her l knew my doom
was sealed; my heart pierced. She OBJ
| served my interest in her and grew
! embarrassed as l continued to stare.
III was fascinated, hypnotiZed! The
| girl spoke to an elderly lady sitting at
| her side-her mother, I surmised-and
| strove to appear Indifferent to my
scrutiny, but some power seemed to
attract her to me as l was drawn to
| her. Had she been alone I should
| have spoken to her, but her chaperone
made any advance impossible. After
| some FIVE minutes of mutual staring,
! during which the girl changed color a
| dozen times, she suddenly arose, beck
| oned to her companion and abruptly
| left the car 1t would be hard to an
| alyze my feelings as l sat there alone
| The sun seemed to have been blotted
| out of the universe. ! felt as though
| had at last mat my affinity, and yet
| I chided myself for q fool, for harbor-
| stranger.
MY trip to Sutro Park seemed ar
| eternity. l walked about under the
trees as though in a dream. Fifteen
minutes later jumped on another cal
going back to town in hopes of again
| meeting my unknown charmer. UI
| and down the principal streets l wan,
| dered like one possessed. Had l me;
| her alone l believe l would have pro
! posed to her regardless of conse
| quences."
by Jove!" exclaimed Tom. "Yor
had caught the fever badly! Go on!"
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