Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1904-08-23

" LII AiOINs b1l Lli5Al Ia -
telephoned, but it was Her way to
send messengers with her missiyes.
Very wen. Kathleen wrote Jack,
'Ill be there. You say for the last
time. l wonder Why"
He sent a boy with this note and
an order on a florist for a box of vio-
lets, as the messages accompaniment,
and then he turned to his work again.
But his eyes failed to do more than
stare at the figures before him. His
brain could not grasp their meaning.
Kathleen's face persisted in dancing
about the inkwell, in a two-step that
played havoc with Business.
I'm a beastly cad" cogitated Jack,
'and that's what. But it must be
done. Fer the last time, she said.
Perhaps sne's heard. 1t would help
things lot if she had"
He looked meditatively at a photo
graph which he fished from a dark
pigeonhole in his desk
she's a mighty nice little thing"
he said to himself, but"
And then he took another photo
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and kissed it tenderly.
"Violetsr Kathleen buried her nez
retrousse in the purple fragrance and
shifted with satisfaction.
Jack always sends violets," she
said. TO no one in particular. though
her maid sat near by sewing some
lace on the dinner frock her mistress
had babe her lay out for her to wear
Kathleen looked gloomily upon a tall
vase of long-stemmed American Beau
ties that stood on the table.
That's the difference in men. Law
renee sends big Beauties, because they
cost money, and Jack sends violets be-
cause they're my favorite flower. Poor
Jack. How can l break his heart
for 1 suppose it will. You say for the
last time. l wonder why? Heigho!
We must take our medicine. Marie.
Because l prefer millions to love in
cottage-that's why. Hurry with the
waist. Marie; must not be late at my
last dinner with Jack"
"No, 1 didn't think we needed
chaperon tonight. Jack"
why lot to-night?'
Because. we'll"
oLife is too short TO quarrel,
Life is too short TO sigh
'I'll tell you by and by, Jack-after
the fish, perhaps.
II. too, have something to tell you,
Kathleen"
For the space of ten minutes, while
the garcon placed the soup before
them. Jack felt uncomfortable. Every
body hates to attack a disagreeable
duty. When the duty involves a pretty
woman, it is doubly distasteful. How
ever he took a surreptitious peep at
the photograph in his breast pocket
and it nerved him to his task. Never
theless, there was no hurry about it.
isn't it absurd. Jack. to say that
love makes the world go round?' asked
Kathleen.
In her diplomatic. feminine way she
had wished to lead up to the subject
she had come to discuss.
"Of course it is he answered,
"when champagne--if one has enough
of twill do the same thing"
sSalmon-oh, Jack, do you remem-
Der how we trolled for salmon at Del
Monte last summer
Did he remember? He had to pat
the photograph in his pocket TO for
get.
II read the other day" Kathleen was
saving, that girl who couldn't make
up her mind between two lovers hasn't
a mind worth making up"
She looked at him from the corners
of her eyes.
Jacks face lighted up. She knew,
then. and that was the meaning of her
desire for farewell dinner. How
easy IL would be now to explain.
But Kathleen was not waiting for
an answer.
"They say there's ao skill in winning
a game where one holds all the trumps.
But in the game of hearts, Jack sup
pose one held just two. Don't you
think it would be hard to know which
TO discardT'
Bravo! thought Jack. What clever
little diplomat kathleen is.
But she veered TO the other side.
Isn't il nice. Jack, just we two sit
ting here like thiS?" oh. SO tenderly.
Isn't it like old times:"
He really couldn't help it-one little
kiss was nothing.
There was pause OF some minutes,
and then Kathleen sprang TO her feet
Don't. Jack. or l won't be able TO
brace myself TO the ordeal. Don't look
like that
He put his hand in his coat pocket.
Yes. the photograph was there. Had
he been untrue to Her?
I'm engsged-engaged, Jack" said
kathleen, excitedly. I'm going 10
marry Lawrence Smith. the million
aire. oh. Jack, never really thought
YOU cared-why didn't you ask me
late now-too late. Its going 10 be 8
grand church wedding. He wanted il
10 be quiet affair. but -
Thought It would be the last quie
day he'd have, no doubt"
why, Jack. l never knew you Il
make such wretehed joke before
High noon-at ST. LuSe's-June
You'll be theregf
I'm afraid not. Kathleen-I-"
"Oh. we can still be friends. Thi
is the twentieth century. you know
and jealousy IS out of date"
L know. but"
"oh, say we can be friends still
Jack. / never could bear these stun.
little apartments. the modern love in
cottage It's much better this way
dear"
Il know. Kathleen. But"