The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1903-09-23
THE SAND BAR.

''There was sand bar in the river,
you know" replied the girl who had
just come back from a northern sum-
mer resort.
THAT may be- admitted the girls,
who had bounced on her and demanded
to know why, 'but loads Of people en-
counter sand bars and don't get en-
gagged because of them, you know"
well, it was like this The girl
wrinkled her forehead in her endeavor
to be perfectly lucid. ''Of course I
couldn't help knowing that the reason
Tom happened to be at the camp was
because was there. He never made
any secret Of his devotion. I didn't
mind, because had got so used to hav-
ing him always on hand that 7 should
have missed him terribly. And he is
fine looking. In fact, there was only
one other man in the crowd who really
was handsomer-a Mr.. Fleming from
the East. Naturally when he saw how
fond Tom was of me he couldn't resist
tormenting him by suddenly throwing
himself at me. too, and that made
events in the daily routine, you know.
Mr.. Fleming used to say only lunatics
and schoolboys We're idiots enough to
play tennis is a broiling sun-Tom and
always had a game in the morning
and Tom would get back by remarking
that for the life of him he did not see
why full-groWn man liked to read
poetry and chose Willie-boy shoe laces.
Mr.. Fleming, you know, is deep stud
ent Of Browning"
The listeners were impressed and
showed it. Go on" thy begged
Things came to a climax at one of
the dances. could feel storm in the
air, and when Tom deliberately led me
out on the hotel veranda instead of
dancing our two-step took warning.
from the straight line in which his
mouth was set and decided could do
no better than adopt gentle forbear-
ing air and If he grew too indignant be
both pained and shocked. Tom said he
had reached the limit and if thought
for an instant he was going to hang.
around and let me make a goose of. him
as well of that mamie meant Mr..
Fleming--T was never so mistaken in
my life. He demanded that promise
to marry him.
Il do not love a masterfu man,
sighed one of the listeners.
do your" queried the girl, politely.
"on the whole they are better in novels
than in real life. They always stir up
things and make situations, you know.
wasn't going to answer Tom right off
like. that and i told him so. said I
couldn't bear to hurt his feelings, but
he must give me time. And on the
whole thought my affection for him
was just sisterly. thought it would do
him good to be anxious and worried, but
he was more than that. He told me
knew perfectly well for two years past
that he had loved me. 7 promised to
think 1t over.
Next morning took the small row.
boat and went up the river to escape
the crowd and consider where was at.
Three miles up ran the boat straight
onto the sand bar with such force that
the prov was right UP in the air. +
might have been sitting on gable roof
SO far as comfort was concerned. and
I couldn't get the horrid thing off. sat
there in the blazing sun one whole hour
till Tom appeared on the scene in an.
other rowboat, took in the situation and
settled back on his oars.
"He asked me il + had made up my
mind, and I guess was rather cross,
for sitting on an inclined plane in the
middle of a river all the morning is no
fun. He said very well, he'd row round
awhile till had. When I'd concluded to
say yes he'd take me off the sand bar.
He said tan was becoming to me, any
how. The wretch rowed on till he was
out of sight around the bend, and still
sat there, Just then what should APP
pear but the third boat, and Mr.. Flem-
ing was in it. OF course he pulled my
boat off and rowed me back to camp.
Imagine how Tom must have felt when
he came back and found the sand bar
deserted"
'But'--the listeners got impatient
when did you finally tell you'd marry
him?" x5
tom The girl looked blank and then
laughed. For goodness sake I
thought you know. Why, it's Mr.. Fleml-
ing I'm engaged to."-Chicago News.