Belding banner. (Belding, Mich.) 1889-1918, 1902-05-01
UNLUOKY AT CARDS.
Copyright. 1902. by Daily story Pub. Coz

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They were coming home from a card
party and. with the exception of DON
elson, were rather silent trio. Pro-
gressive euchre had been the game:
Donelson had carried off first prize
and was mildly jubilant; or, as Morton
said, aggressively cheerful.
1t was a cold night; the snow lay
deep and only narrow footpath ran
irregularly along the sidewalk. The
last car had passed some time before
and they were wall.ing in single file
to keep out OF the drifts. Donelson
had assumed the lead, and Morton
followed Miss Wilson, who carried on
a desultory conversation fore and aft.
How long will you be in town this
time, Edith?" Donelson asked.
IL am going back tomorrow; just
as l was having the best of times"
THE time of your life?"
We'll, one of them. But | received
letter from home this morning and
simply must CO."
I'm awfully sorry. wanted to take
you to the cotillion next Tuesday.
Anyhow. I'll try to see you again be-
fore you leave. What train do you
take?"
"Half-past ten tomorrow; l mean
this morning.
All right, you wait for me, and III
take you to the station. Come up to
the station, Jack. and see me see Edith
off"
Thanks, Frank, feel sorely tempt
ed; but l can't get off at that time,
you know"
Bah! you mean you feel sore be-
cause you didn't ask her first. You
could get off if you wanted to. I say,
Edith. do you believe in the saying,
'Unlucky at cards. lucky in love?' F"
why, FRANKIE"
"Oh, nothing. only | was just think
ing Jack might console himself with
it, He came out in to-nights contest
way down the list. and it struck me
he seemed rather cut up. No offense
meant, old chap. | wouldn't feel so
badly about it If | were you; because
if you really wanted he thing you
could get a duplicate of it for couple
of dollars"
You make me tired, Donelson,' says
Morton, Il don't care for the thing,
as you call il. | wanted to win it
for reason OF my own"
"A reason of your own? Not all
yours, dear boy. Dry your tears. I'll
give the bone of contention to Edith.
So she gets it, what's the difference?"
None; to YOU" replies Morton.
Brace up Jack" says Donelson.
perhaps you'd have better fortune AT
something else. Card playing is not
your forte. Now, | always win. And
yet I'm an exception to the saying, too,
for I'm equally fortunate in-But mod
esty forbids me to be more specific"
Then it's the first time it ever did
forbid you.
"As | said before, Jack. you are too
much cut up over a trifle to see any
fun in the affair. Don't be a fox bark
ing at the grapes just because you
can't have them. The fact is you're
jealous of my winning ways; that's
what's the matter with you. But
cheer up. II not at cards. why then
along some other line. Just follow
me and you'll always"
"Oh, quit cried Morton. You're
very tiresome."
stop quarreling, you two. and fol-
low me-" said Edith: follow on. fol-
low on, and the light Of faith you'll
see'"
81 could always follow you, Edith"
says Morton, softly, only give me the
right"
Frank" (this from Miss Wilson,
suddenly and rather irrelevantly) II
wish YOU would walk a little faster
I'm continually stepping on your
heels
Sure! And hadn't noticed IT,
Edith. Your feet must be as light as
Jacks head. But anything to please
you. So here goes" and Donelson
plunged ahead.
Edith" continued Jack, won't you
prove there is truth in that old saying,
'Unlucky at cards, lucky in love
love you, dear. with all my heart.
Give me something to build hope on"
Nonsense; don't begin that all over
again, and In the street. too. Anyhow.
/, for one, have not the slightest faith
in any musty, old proverb. IL you are