Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1902-11-04
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camping together had adopted the time
honored custom of choosing a cook who
should remain in office until some one
kicked" when the unfortunate
kicker should take her place
The fair cook had grown weary of her
Job but in spite of all She could do in the
way of heavy biscuits, burned toast,
etc, no one made any complaint and it
was an ideally peaceable family. One
day growing desperate the weary cook
sailed the potatoes with generous
hand, when one of the girls said, these
potatoes are awfully salty then re-
Numbering hastily added, 'but that's
just the way / like 'em, and the day
was saved, or Iost-according to the
point of view.
And now let us brace ourselves for
the poems (?) upon ''the defeated can
didate,' aud for amusement and recre-
alton read the Molineux t.ial.
1t was a rural theatre and the play
was Faust staged by an unusually good
company. The house was packed with
an appreciative audience. The play
had reached the most thrilling part and
the kerosene lamps with which tho
house was lighted had all been care
fully turned down leaving the house in
darkness and smoke. Suddenly in the
silence, the sharp crack of match is
heard, and down by the door tiny
flame was held aloft and in the light of
it could be seen an old man peering
about in search of someone or some
thing. The audience, forgetting the
sorrows of Gretchen, become absorbed
in the man with the match.
(kIETl,.i1 - L., - xr,.I hot go.
which he searched? If it failed had he
another? Would he hold it until it
burned his fngers?" These were some
of the questions the audience asked it
self. But at last just as the match flick
cred and went out, smile illumins the
anxious face of the wanderer. He has
foanld his seat The audience breathes
sigh of relief settles back in its seat,
and the play goes on.
1t was in this same community that
woman looking through the big
end of her opera glasses, was heard to
remark that she, "didn't think much of
opery glasses; she could see better with
out 'em."
A little girl seeing golf cape for the
first time went home and told her ma
ma that Mrs. A had on a shawl and
a cape stuck together"
If a person always knew just what he
wanted to do, even if he couldn't always
do it, life would be less of a puzzle.
81 wish | was Girl in Book" said
the Frivolous Girl as she sat on the
+ ov1 w lyinlyo1 han
heels against it, Girls in Books always
have the most delightful things happen
ing If they have a quarrel with their
lover, some other man always turns up
and is devotion itself, while in Real Life,
the lover would have no end of fun with
another, while the girl would be wall
flower If the girl in Book travels
she assure to meet young man who
turns out mutual friend, while in Real
Life-but just to Illustrate, I'll tell you
how it was with me once. / got on a
train which vas crowded Every seat
was taken but at length | came to q
seat where there was a real swell look
l2g dreSs-suit case and a mandolin case.
"Itow," | thought here is an opportu-
nits, /" and visions of handsome col
lege youth floated through my mind as
sank into the seat and | had my little
speech of apology all ready. And sure
enough pretty soon ''he' came. A tall
fair, aristocratic looking man? ., no,
of course not. He' was a short, fat
grinning negro, whom | had to set by
for two long hours. The Demure Girl
smiled wickedly "Im so glad some
one else has disappointment" she said,
''let me tell you Of nty romance. Ispent
one winter in the souJn. the land of ro-
nance to us Northern girls. had all
kinds of dreams of the chivalrous south
ern gentleman, and of his predispOsition
to fall in love. So | went forth feeling
very much like a girl in book. Well,
| met some southern gentlemen but
they were all too lazy or too poor to go
around with a northern girl who want
ed to see everything. Finally, though,
| met one, a handsome dark eyed boy,
who was most attentive. When we
came away he asked if he might write
and I'll read you his letter Dear
Miss It is again with much pleasure
! take in addressing you and, perhaps,
| you will get this, you may not have
gotten the other one, l wrote you. |
would Ike TO know why you did not
answer. have not treated you wrong,
have /? If SO please tell me when it
was. You should treat me as you
/ WOHASk 3thf+ 10 DE AlE2L6A II YOU NO4 !
| like me say SO and that ends it. OF
course / am not dead in love with
you aIas. for romance r pnt in the
! FriyolousFGirl) but / think you are
real nice girl, but that's nothing, is it ?
Please tell me why you are so mean 10
me"
So that's the way that ended, fin-
| ished the Demure Girl.
Even that isn't so bad as my exper-
/ ienee,n said the Gibson Girl 1t was
when / was quite young and it hap
/ peded that | had to stay over night in
one Of our. northern towns noted, in
| those days for is toughness. ! went TO
the hotel and was propriety itself but
bad noticed fine looking man at the
/ table. who courteoHsly passed me
/ things and held the door open for me.
so when, after getting safely home, /
received letter with the post mark Of
that town upon il, | thought at once Of
the man opened it ia pleasant ex-
element and my dreams soon faded.
II was Real Life instead of Romance, for
/ the letter proved to be one from the
hotel clerk, whom ! had not even seen.
saying be was much smitten' on me
and would please write TO himY'
ssIis ever thus senkentiOusly re-
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