The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1903-09-05

The girl in the tan gown looked her
friend over critically, says the Chicago
Daily News. IF 1 didn't love you" she
said, I'D never say word. I'd just
let you go on dragging your mouth
down at the corners that way, for by
and by you'd have the worst wrinkles
to pay for it. What on earth is the
trouble?"
Il don't care if I get forty wrinkles"
said the girl in the blue shirtwaist
suit gIoomily. Did you ever go up
stairs in the dark and think there was
still another step when there wasn't?
Well, you know how l feel, then. 1t S
the sort of stunned surprise that you
don't get over in a hurry. And II s
all because [ never look before / leap. >"
You'd better tell me about it" said
her friend. LAS a CONSIDER have few
equals"
The girl in blue frowned. Zone would
think a life's tragedy was moving
picture machine the way you talk, >"
she said. You know who Arthur Cow
ell is"
Brown eyes, rather dreamy, rich,
young and unmarried"
Exactly" said the girl in blue. I'm
agine how pleased l was to find he
was stopping at the summer resort
hotel when 1 got there. A dozen girls
We're making ninnies of themselves
about him and the poor man was bored
to death.
Arthur seemed so thankful to find he
would be safe with me. 1 made point
of telling him had decided to devote
my life to doing good in the world
and should never marry. 1 practiced a
kindly, remote smile and glance in
tended to convey my forgetfulness of
his existence and the lofty beauty of
my soul. 1t was pathetic TO see how
he sought the shelter of my society.
The other girls were so furious that
they always kissed me when they met
me and called me Dear Angie
Arthur and l used to have the most
elevating conversations. We usually
talked of the problems of aesthetic in
dividuality and of thought-waves trav-
cling mysteriously across the boundless
spaces of the infinite
The girl in tan sat back in her chair
''YOu!" she said. Don't expect me
to believe that"
Well Arthur talked and l listened
l thought, of course, you'd understand
how it was. He said he liked to meet
girl who had some mental aims and
ambitions in life. You needn't go into
commissions.
When 1 had got this far there SEEM
ed to be hitch. Arthur appeared quite
contented to enjoy life on the basis of
intellectual friendship, but decided it
was time he began to notice that
had complexion and excellent taste in
belts and oxfords 1 dropped the re-
mote glance and tried the effect of al
Turing coquettishness- he rewarded
me with a book on Hindoo philosophy.
Something had to be done. l saw
that he needed jolt to bring him down
to earth. / couldn't think of a thing
to do but fall out of a boat and let
him rescue me. I thought that when
he snatched me from the-er-deep and
gazed into my fair, pale face and saw
the water sparkle on my golden hair
the terror struck to his heart would
show him all of a sudden how much
he cared for me. So one day when we
were rowing up the river and he was
looking the other way crawled over
board, shrieked and vanished"
''Well?"
The girl in blue looked sadder than
ever. 1T happened that where / fell
out the water was only three feet
deep, with a. muddy bottom, and be-
fore knew it l was standing on my
feet with my hair plastered in strings
and with mud and water all over my
countenance. l looked just like a water
spaniel, Arthur said. Then he remarked
that if I'd take hold of his hand 1
could step into the boat.
so L had to sit in that boat, spec
tacle that ] was, and let him look at
me all the way back. knew / never
could wipe out that awful impression
of me-the Jolt had been too effective.
so l packed my trunks and came
home. That's how lost him.
But you've still got the book on Hin
doc philosophy" suggested the girl in
tan, comfortingly