The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1903-11-13

up Ike q cup OF coffee"
By this time Rossmors had got
breath, and began 10 realize that things
must not 90 on as they had begun. He
cleared his throat but he had q fear
iul time doing a.. and his companion
grew very much concerned for him.
My Willie" said she whatever
ais you? You must have taken cold
or else you've got the catarrh! You
make a worse noise than old Grand
father Hlllard!"
There has been a mistake" said
Rossmore. 1T was an owing to that
Internally hot cup Of coffee. Beg your
pardon for using the long word. but
but / shouldn't have spilled 1t II II
hadn't been so hot"
oh! never mlndl dress isn't worth
frettlng about / forgive you"
Yes, but my name Is not WiHie!"
Not Willie? What is Il. / wonder?"
She had crept up close TO him again,
and was nlcldng the cinders OF his
coat collar.
My name Is George Rossmore!" he
said. slowly.
She turned around and looked at him
intently, and as she gazed, the color
went out OF her peach-blossom face,
and left her white as marble
There! there!" cried Rossmore,
frightened within an inch Of his life,
and fully believing she was going to
collapse and die then and there Don't
take 1t SO hard! 1t was a mistake
most natural one, / expect, else you
never would nave made Il! THAT
that is, you-dear me! how was it? and
what was it?"
His evident distress was too ludlc-
rous. The girl laughed again, and all
the color came back to her face. But
she had moved quite away from Ross
more, and somehow or other it didn't
seem half so nice as 1t did before.
Il mistool you for my brother. Will
liam Danforth" she said, with dignity.
He was coming to Sister Annie's we'd
ding, and he and Florence Lane are
to be groomsman and bridesmaid. You
are just Willie's size, and his exact
counterpart! must ask you to ex-
cuse me for annoying you so much,
and-and will find another seat"
But Rossmore begged so hard for
her to sit still, and impressed it upon
her that if she did get up he should
be certain she was angry with him,
that she consented to sit still
Of course, you are expecting that
there was a collision, or that the cars
ran off the track, or the engine burst
It's boiler, but nothing of the kind oc-
Cured. There is no shadow of a trag-
edy in this story, neither is there any
moral. AT least. don't know Of any,
and the individual who discovers one
will be deal sharper than l am.
Rossmore found out that his COM
panion's name was Laura; and in spite
OF the fact that he detested women, he
made himself very agreeable to this
one. So much so that he was invited
to Sister Annie's wedding, and they
concluded to double the number Of
groomsmen and brldesmaids-so as 10
allow Laura and George to participate.
For it turned out that Sister Armies
betrothed and Rossmore were class
mates, and had always been the best
Of friends.
Three months thereafter Laura be-
came George RossmOres wife-and it
was all through the agency of a cup
of coffee.
But l would not advice young men
to scald themselves at railroad refresh
ment saloons, and ruin ladies' dresses
under the mistaken impression that
they will secure lovely wives by so do
ing, for the old saying is true in most
cases:
There's many a slip
'Twixt the cup and Inc lip"
New York Weekly.