The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-08-13

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accidental I know lots of interest
ing stories that haven't man even
In their prologues or epilogues. AS a. i.
for a man who grins like a Che
shire cat I wouldn't put him In
any sort of story. He isn't tit FOR
ANYTHING literary except tooth powder
advertisement"
nTell me the story" urged Bobby, un-
moved by abuse, and grinntng more cheer
f,tl1y than ever Nobody really minds
Nancy's bad temper. Only homely women
are forced to choose between excessive
amiability and appropriately.
This story goes back to the creation,
began the girl without vanity.
"Passons au deluge." quoted her aud
fence entreatingly. She frowned him
down. -.....
Jack Dutton and were born next
door to each other"
'.This sounds familiar. Were there ap-
pie trees in the garden?
"There were, and we ate the green
apples with salt, and obtained knoWl-
edge of evil that kept our mothers awake
nights. Really tho, you know, Jack was
a very nice little boy-no such muff as
Adam He always did things first, and
Invited me into the game, and never
peached, and always took whippings for
both of us. The modern Adam may be
Just as sinful as the old Adam, but at
least he has learned to lie like gem
tleman.
well, Nancy never can get fair
running start until she has said well, -
slack went away to school and we moved
to New York, and didn't see him again
or hear anything about him until this
fall. One day I went to clubs ladies'
day Some one said: May l present
DR.. Dutton?' and there was Jack. He
T.; r~JI~ IL,
eyes and Van Dyke beard and nice
voice. I knew him at once, but he didn't
recognize me until spoke. Putting up
ones hair and putting down ones skirts
and wearing New York clothes does make
difference, you know. The last time
Jack had seen me 7 had a mop Of short
hair and a short checked pinafore and
no shoes stockings, and I was hang
ing out of the big elm tree at the front
gate to watch him go by to the train.
When I gurgled Jack, he knew. We
fell upon each others necks and went
off to a corner and scandalized my chap
eron. He was a surgeon, quite a famous
surgeon, If you please. and he lived near
US. He wanted to call that night and
take me to the theater the next night
and play golf with me on Saturday. It
seemed almost like a special Providence
that you had gone to California two days
before and made room for him."
you didn't say anything about him
An your letters said Bobby, studying a
particularly fat smoke ring with deep
Interest.
Nancy looked surprised.
Now why should I write to you about
thim2 You and he hadn't any early as
isociations to bind you together.
thought you would rather hear about me- y
TITS exceedingly difficult to get snap
ehot of you. without finding man in the
picture. I'm reconciled to groups. When
&IAnA t. IT, Izll
I'm getting expurgated editions, and ]
resent 1t. Now about this surgeon"
HE was very NICE
I'VE are all nice whan sufficiently II
love"
"You should take the treatment, Bob
Fby."
'If I were any nicer than am 20,
fwould marry me, and then who woult
entertain me? Does surgeon in Low,
show the ordinary symptoms2''
Nancy laughed.
''The symptoms aren't different, blu
Ahere were complications in this case"
Mother object?'
"Oh. dear no. That wouldn't be
complication. She has always objected t
you"
Your mothers anxiety is the onl
thing that encourages me-" sighed Bobby
go on with the story"
People talked a good deal. They hope
Il was going to be sensible at last, an
marry an eligible man. Do you know
Bobby, I've been great benefactor t
my social circle. They must talk an
ito provide them with fresh material i
my chief aim in life. I'm thinking @
i starting club for the promotion of polit
conversation, each member guaranteein
] to furnish a certain number of acts tina
would provide food for gossip every fort
night. There would be a woman's clu
uniting entertainment and philanthropy
which Is more than most Of them ca
do"
Bobby shook his head.
Supererogation, my dear child. Indi
vidual feminine folly and feminine imagi
nation will keep the wheels of gossip run
ming. Organization and united effor
aren't necessary. Just go on doing you
best, alone. So far you haven't anythin
to reproach yourself with. You can b
relied upon for at least one topic fort
night; and when things are slow, II
always on hand to furnish MATERIAL
No one except mother talks about 20
any more. She has no confidence in M
common sense. I'm much more rations
than my family believes. I've always un
derstood, Bobby, that you were an i'm
possible person.
Make it improbable" suggested tn
detrimental serenely.
Mother liked Jack"
How much was his practice worth?''
And they call women cats; Bobby, sh
loved him for his personal charms an
virtues So did I. I've always sal
wouldn't marry a DOCTOR br
surgeon isn't so bad Patient
don't make up their minds in tn
middle of the night to have their leg
cut off, and surgeon can take his wit
to evening functions without having mes
sengers tumbling up the front steps afte