Cañon City record., 1902-07-17
In the old fairy story one knew the

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hat sitting on the top Of bus Its
not romantic in the least
Well. never mind If it isn't roman
tie he retorted WHO cares about
1 love being romantic If its real. Love
| doesn't need TO be announced by Il
! band of music and brought in OH "A sil-
yer piaIr,r.. Its much bigger and
more seryiceable than that. It's for
all times and. occasions and il means
just as much Oh the top Of an omnibus
as anywhere else She made no an
sver. and after a moment OF silence
he spoke again, rs there any rule
about when and where man should
propose 2"
She was silent. We were passing
the opera house at this moment and
the busy line of the boulevards came
in sight The omnibus stopped in
front OF Cooks office on the corner.
and the two priests got down. but no
one else came up to take their plHces-
More than half the broad Avenue de
rOpera was behind us before the
young man asked once more:
"You know | could make you happy.
don't youE'
Still she did not answer
Don't you:"
There's the Rue de rEcheller' she
exclaimed quickly. We must get down
here the Hotel Sormandie-"
Don't stir" he said percmptorily.
Your aunt won't get out without us.
and you and are going to the head Of
the line. We must settle this question
once for all"
| was delighted at this decision The
head Of the line WIS my destination
also. and now | knew that | would
hear the end of the story. | no longer
questioned whether | ought to an
nounce myself or get down from the
bus. All my scruples had vanished in
the absorbing interest Of the situation.
What woman ever left novel in the
middle Of proposal:
The omnibus drew mp slowly at the
corner Of the Theatre Francafs. and a
crowd Of waiting people came out into
the street from the station under the
trees. We could hear the conductor
calling of the numbers TN. deuS.
truis. en- voiture, Quatre. cinq. six. en-
vriture'" as the vehicle filled up with
passengers Compiler was called at
last. and the controller screamed to the
outside seats. Correspondence sur
TimperiaIeT- There Were no trans
fers. and the horses started toward the
Rue de Rohan.
We'll. Miss Ware. Is it Yes or
'Nor asked Mr.. Henley as we moved
on.
Il don't know she answered hest
tatingly. Il Ike you very much. but
I'm I'm douht- and when people are in
love they don't doubt Therefore
can't be In love
How very disa-reeahle logical wo,
men are he rrrorteJ.
i can't iNc,lc my whole life in
minute she went an. Il must have
time to reflect
You may r.rect- he replied. AL
the way from here t. 81. Germain des
Pres Ill keep stiIi 81 that you can
think better The omnibus was JOLT
Ing across the court Of the Louvre as
h. spoke
But ! can't think at all when you
sit there devouring me with your big
eyes" she complained.
Then I'll look the other way he
said
Il don't know why IL Is. hut when
ever any lie makes love to me-
She broke OF as II shaShed at the i'm
plicstion Of her words.
Go on he said. I'm not such
fool as to think that I'm the only man
who ever made love to you
We'll then. there's mocking little
evil spirit inside Of me that always
rises up and makes fun Of love. I
thought when the right man came he
would silence that voice. but hear
II speaking now"
Don't listen to It," he answered.
promptly You say yourself it's IN
evil spirit"
Neither spoke for moment. and
tten she remarked as Il thinking
aloud:
Il shouldn't make at all good wife
l hate sewing and ru>sing about
house.
lis II a question of housekeeper?"
Il can't even cook oatmeal
Have I asked you to cook for meT'
And have s great many faults"
Il hope 50. detest angels"
There was another pause. Then as
we rounded the corner on to the Boule-
ward ST. Germsin she asked. half
laughing. Tell me just one thing.
please-what will you do II say
'NoT"
"oh. don't worry, | shan't kill nv.
self. shall make love to Aunt Mar
tha."
| couldn't help admiring the young
mans spirit After an acquaintance OF
only onehalf hour was almost ready
to say Yes" to him myself. Uurortu-
nately he had chosen Miss Helen. We
rode up under the big chestnut trees nf
the boulevard in silence. II scanned