Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1903-01-23

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not been interested in anything.
Mrs. Bovril laughed. You absurd
creature. Do you think that sor of
conversation interests them? They are
only. Interested In you-and themselves.
You must be more personal. Discuss
the character of men and women. A
lot can be done with that. You soon
drift round to your own natures and
dispositions, and on that topic yod can
become Intimate In fifteen minutes.
Then you should hint at domestic sor-
rows. There is nothing a young man
likes so much In a married woman as
domestic sorrows"
But 1 haven't any," Mrs. Deane
said, pulling rose to pieces and
dropping the leaves into teacup.
'Cf course not. But 1t Is SO easy to
suggest some. l believe Algy Dawson
thinks that Mr. Bovril beats me-"
Did you tell him so?" cried Mrs.
Deane in disgust.
mo. you goose, but | always look
extremely sad, and then brighten up
when he comes and sits by me. 1t
makes him think he Is the one bright
spot In my dark and desolate life. Of
course he likes to think that" And
Mrs. Bovril laughed till she split some
tea over her new frock
How insincere you people of the city
are said Mrs. Deane. with a demure
look on her face Then a mischievous
light flashed into her eyes and she
cried, what funr'
Yes. dear. You see what you have
missed in the country; but. as | say,
you can learn a lot from me-"
do teach me, Mrs. Bovril" the girl
said eagerly. II think-I think 1 should
be a good pupil"
"A great deal rests with yourself, of
course" replied Mrs. Bovril. Mrs.
Deane turned her head a little, just a
little, towards the mirror. and smiled.
''Just few hints, though" she plead
ed. ''They would be acceptable. You
have had such experience"
Il can only repeat what have said.
Be personal. Personalities are the only
proper topics of conversation between
a man and a woman. You cannot be
too personal. 1t is better even to be
rude than to talk about bicycles"
please go on" cried Mrs. Deane,
clasping her knees with her hands and
leaning forward.
"Well, you can talk about other men
If you like. Not In terms of abuse
that is inartistic-but as IL they didn't
matter. 1t Institutes pleasant mental
comparisons In the mans mind. 1t is
only verbal comparisons that are
odious."
Mrs. Deane jumped up. II must go,
Mrs. Bovril. 1 could listen to you all
day. o, you are clever. But isn't it
all just-just little wrong?"
Mrs. Bovril rose too and kissed her.
"Silly child. do you think any OF us
are decelved?"
might not those who did not
know" Mrs. Deane said demurely.
young, inexperienced people; might
they not be deceived, and-and--"
"They soon learn, dear" Mrs. Bovril
sighed and looked away. Mrs. Deane
wondered how she had learned. and II
the lesson had been pleasant one.
'Good-by, Mrs. Bovril, and thank you
SO much. l have half mind to try
some day" And she laughed round
the corner of the door and was gone.
A month afterwards Mrs. Paunce-
forte Deane found Mrs. Bovril alone in
her drawing room-her 'schoolroom,
Mrs. Deane always called 1t.
After a few greetings Mrs. Boyril
came to the point.
HAS 1t been a success, deary she
cried. Mrs. Deane nodded, and gave a
smile suspiciously like one Of triumph.
"Sit down. dear and tell me all about
It," Mrs. Bovril smiled encouragingly
and began to pour out some tea. well,
first of all, who Is he"
Mrs. Deane blushed. 80, don't think
ought to tell you that. He-he Is
married, and 1t might"
"Well, well, it doesn't matter" she
replied. sharply. "All men are the
same. You are young yet, and will
soon get over that feeling | don't
understand 1t myself, and-you and
are also married-for that matter
Mrs. Deane looked relieved. Il was
afraid you would be vexed," she said.
would think had perhaps gone toi
far. l am so glad you don't see any
harm in It,"
rs he sufficiently fascinating Mrs
Bovril asked. THAT Is the thing
That, in fact. is the only excuse
"He Is one of the most charming men
| have ever met" replied Mrs. Deanc
with fervor. Then she looked on tht
floor and spoke more slowly "SG
strong, so self-reliant, and, poor man.
so unhappy"
''In his wife, | suppose. OF course.
don't you remember what | told youy"
There was slight sneer on Mrs. Boy
rils face.
Yes, | remember" she replied. 81