The Jennings daily record., 1902-02-17
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Els ire the easiest things on earth
enaxe when you know how. and
Eit4&b no worse than the rest. She
on, tfGeuse You, Tom"
Easiest things to manage when you
' know how. that's right. But I don't
1n0w how
Well. dust go about it In a straight
ksrf way, old man, and If she be-
30 act up use little tact and di-
aScy.''
u But kitty is 30 bright. SO gentle.
80 different from other girls. Pm"
s'.!. .sYes. yes. yes. They all are when
gpn love them. Now, I've lived with
ttty twent9 years and I know she
1ltGeaEes = the best and is just like
Woman has been since the
The comfort racket is
rom. Ask her what makes
appy."
Iitty is always cheerful and
I know. But the second or
ime you tell her she is perfect
tion and is merely putting up this
nblance of gaiety out Of her good
ess Of heart, that you can see her
proud, noble heart-don't forget the
sprosSisFis fairly bursting with grief
end an that song and dance Why,
hell begin to cry and think perhaps
you're right. girl never can resist
being thought unhappy. AS soon as
She cries you've won. Catch her in
your arms and smooth her hair and
tell her not to cry, little girl; that
you'll protect her from now on through
all eternity, and you'll be engaged be-
fore either of you realize it. That
never falls
Jack Warner lighted a fresh cigar
and stretched himself lazily. He could
just see his friends face dimly in the
growing darkness.
: II first realized that I loved her,
Jack, that week she came down for the
- footE game and the junior hop. She
Is SO yosa9e, SO girlish and pretty"
"She is pretty, old kn. And that
reminds me of another pod point that
beats the comfort game. Tomorrow
X mornings good time, while I'm down
at the bank with the Governor. Get
her to talking and then sit and smile
and look at her. Then suddenly as II
completely -ensnared and in voice
4 that comes from your shoes. you know,
get behind her and tip her face back
80 you are looking right in it, and
say-or gasp, gasping is better-'My
God, you are beautiful with strong
emphasis on the are Then kiss her.
She may get mad, but you can't lose on
that, Tom
Ca %oI oI,{ hn
dining-room announced that dinner
was ready at this point, and arm In
arm the two friends and college class
mates left the library.
"Sakes alive chile! You all in
heah?" cried Georgia. moment later,
as she lighted the tall candelabra on
table Georgia had nursed
Kitty Warner from >babyhood and con-
sidered herself one of the family. See
ing Miss Kitty curled up in an i'm
mense library chair with crimson
cheeks and blazing eyes and white
fingers clenched tightly together COM
pletely upset her, and winding her
plump arms about the slight little fig
ure, she said softly:
.'Did Mistah Tommy 'buse my
baby?"
mo, but he's so conceited and he's
been telling Jack all sorts of silly
things, and they woke me up, and m
not going to stand it, SO there," And
Kitty threw the book she had been
reading before she fell asleep clear
across the room and ran after and
picked it up and carefully placed it in
the case second later. Then, laugh
ing she went down to dinner.
The next morning Tom betook his
handsome self to the bank as planned,
leaving Kitty to entertain his friend
until luncheon.
"Now's your time, Jack" he said,
with wink and nudge in Jacks ribs
with the soft point of his elbow as he
left the house.
I'D rather not drive" Kitty an
nounced. 81 want to talk to you, Mr..
Dwight
Jack was in the seventh heaven.
'I know you will forgive me for
mentioning it, but can't endure to see
others suffer. And, you know, Mr..
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