The sun., 1903-11-22
THE COURTSHIP
/ OF BUBBLES.
A Poetical Interlude in the Life of
One Devoted to His Profes sion.
From tho German.

From tho German.
My friend, Bobby Bubbles, this reporter
for the Daily St.um Whistle, has never had
! anything 20 say ia praise OF poets. He, n
| practical newspaper man, who secs things
as they are and then simply photographs
| with his pen, 80 TO speak has no use for
poetical coloring.
But since the affair with Dora Potter he
absolutely hates poets. For the poet Crane
| Ia to blame for che whole misfortune. ac-
cording TO Dubbes's view.
1t began in a most harmless way, Just
like the Chicago fire and other disasters.
On one of those moist sticky, summer
days Bubbles was sitting iL the restaurant
of Mayer 4 Mayer devouring his luncheon.
i purposely do not say he ate his lunch.
He did not eat but devoured. because no
was always afraid that something might
be happening somewhere without his know
| ing it.
"Ah, Bubbles, how are you?" said voice
suddenly. "Will you allow me3" and Crane,
| the poet. seated himself without moro ado
| at the same table. He had just received
| s10 for poem and thought he would cele-
brate. You are in bad spirits, my dear
Bubbles"
Heavens. yes. This change Of weather,
and nothing doing, nothing at ALL"
why don't you go into the country, old
| fellow? Take two weeks vacation and
come with me. lam going to Mamaronegg
| In the Schanzunl mountains. Oh, you
ought to see it,"
And between the chicken and the stewed
pears he pictured the delights of Mamaron-
egg as only poet could. Bubbles could
/ really hear the trees rustling and the birds
, singing, and he smelled the spicy mountain
air
y guess you are right" said Bubbles. as
rs stirred his coffee and collected his
strength. well 1 will get leave Of abseno 9
and go with you. We can drive together,
row. fish. only don't ask me to write poetry.
l draw the liue at that
The BUSINESS manager of the Daily Steam
Whis.ls granted Bubbles the desired vaca-
ton With pleasure Two days after, the
poet and the reporter we're in Mamaronegg
sitting in little snow white hotel with
green window blinds and red roof. There
were only few people in the hotel, among
them young lady, Dora Potter, small
but spirited widow of some twenty summers,
who was always smiling and working on
silk necktie for some unmarried gentleman.
That was her delight.
When Crane and Bubbles had registered
their names in the front room. the ardent
Dora appeared and locke ed to bee what their
names were, where they came from and
what they we're. She suspected she might
put both young men on the necktie list
Literary men!" she murmured, delighted.
"Charming" She had weakness for such
They appeared hugely interesting to her.
for they wrote Of love. And was that
indeed Bubbles Of the Daily !Steom Whistle,
the famous Bubbles who had accomplished
unheard of Journalistic feats? Who. had
been a hansom driver for two weeks in
order to describe his experience with his
patrons? Who asked the Nanderbts for
sleeping room and breakfast, whereupon
they put him in the lunatic asylum, he life
and workings OF which he described? Who
served Paderewski in the hotel as a waiter,
and published most witty account of 1t?
Yes, it was he This little man with the
red hair and the freckles was the great
Bubbles.
From now on she had only one desire.
TO know the man and to make him silk
Recktie. The opportunity to become ac-
quainted offered itself the next morning
when he went out to the veranda.
The next day he invited her with Crane
to take a walk, and on the third she began
a necktie for him; Crane was quite en-
thuslastic about Dora; While she was
posing a poem about her in which he OK
tolled her as Venus Of the necktie.
Bubbles said he, as they we're walking
through the quiet village one evening.
Bubbles, 20 ahead! The deucel such a
fine woman and money, too; Is. 900 year In
come to live on! She told me that IN striotest
confidence.
4Follyl" replied Bubbles. Il marryl' but
he smiled as he said it..
Bubbles went ahead on shimmering,
fragrant moonlight night. The bullfrogs
were singing on the banks. and the notes OF
Way down upon the Suwanee River"
fIoated down from a hotel where q troupe
Of mistrels were singing.
Dora sat in the boat looking at Bubbles
and smiling. In tho moonlight she was
bewitching 1t was too much for Bubbles.
When they had returned to the hotel and
Bubbles was on the way to his room he met
Crane.
Il have gone and done it," said Bubbles.
"Ah. ! congratulate you, my dear boy
replied Crane. And you will let me dine
with you every Sunday later, will you
not?'
-She has made one condition. 1 must
Immediately give UP my. position on the
newspaper. I am to look for something
quieter on q magazine, or whatever suits
me. She says need not hurry as we are
independent"
"Splendid. And you agreed?"
"Yes. that did. What was to do?"
Soon the three returned to the city.
Bubbles resigned his position, to the dis
appointment of his employer.
However" said the business manager
of the Steam Whistle, sif you ever alter your
decision you will be welcomed by us. Hope
you will enjoy your honeymoon
So they parted.
Dora was radiant She became ardent.