Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1904-03-12
after THE OTHER MN.


20 HEY were in the hall where a
fire cracked on the broad
= hearth. The winter day was
Tying, and already the gloom Of
bleak twilight was filling the room.
they drew their chairs close to the
Gre, and vrail stretched out his hands
to the grateful heat.
A gust Of wind ratified the sleet
sharply against the dripping window.
Vrail rose and stood for moment
looking out at the leaden sky.
"Thc melancholy days are Gomez
he quoted gloomily.
Babbette reused herself from the
comfortable depths of the chair.
"Come back to the fire, and have
some tea" she said. This weather
gives me the blues"
II wish might lay my own private,
particular blues to the weather" said
vrail bitterly.
"What else?' she said lightly.
"You'll feel differently tomorrow
when the sun shines again."
"Will the sun shine tomorrow" he
asked. "If 1t does, 1t won't be the
same SUM-"
Tommy vrail," she cried in ex.
aspcrated tones. rs she stamped the
floor with one little foot, "this Is not
funeral"
mot yours. anyway" he said, as he
resumed his seat near her.
'You and the weather IRE a delight
full combination this afternoon! she
Knocked.
II can't see the weather home, SO
III go myself" he said. half rising.
"sit still. foolishv' she said. "Will
you have one lump or two:"
MY temper needs all there Ia in
the bowl, l fear" he said humbly.
ut does" she sad grimly. "YOur
mood Is villainous."
ITS recent development" he said,
suggcstively.
"And possibly not incurable.' she
supplemented.
20, there's a cure" he said, eager
~.
80 I've heard before" she said, and
laughed softly.
ITS real funny he sneered.
"Crosspatch!" she said, still laugh
Ing.
BAH" he said, turning to her. sis II
your mo.hcr!"
II generally manage my own af.
airs" she said.
"rhcn he isn't a millionairc:" he ask.
ed.
"Poorer than church mousse" she
conAded.
20, I.ord!' he said. In despair.
She looked ut him steadily. A sar'
donic smile curved her mouth.
"Must have brains, them" he pur
sued.
Internationally" she said.
"What on earth did You ever full
h love with him forf" he groaned.
"Just because l shouldn't, sup
pose" she explained. Hes the mos1
improbable, impractical, charming
dreamer l ever knew. lie writes mt
most deliciously foolish sonnets-"
II wrote you sOnnets, too" he re
minded her.
His are really charming" she said
looking away.
II see," he said. cOldly.
There was silence for time.
II hope you'll be very happy" HI
said, Mt length.
"Now, that's like the old Tommy,
she said. warmly.
you'll probably forget me-" he con
planned.
"Never," she said, stOutly.
"And l shall never forget you, Bah.
he said. I'm fact. there are Thousand
and one things l shan't forget"
She was silently staring at the fire
"We've had some high old times
anyway" he observed.
She nodded.
1.-THE day we went fshing--remem
her IT." he went on. "YOu wanted tn
water lilies, and l got In beyond m.
depth. How you laughed, you heart
less little wretch"
"You laughed so absurd, Tommy,
she said, giggling at the recollection O
him, with your clothes all mud an
your hat gone and your hair all driI
ping. And you swOre, too, and
sounded funny because the water &c
into your mouth and made you gas
and sputter."
II got the lilies, though"
"Of course you did," she laughed.
"And the day we went tramping,
he said. "Great Scott! Didn't 1t rail-
DO you remember that house on til
Cloverty road. where asked for she
ter for you. and they told me If l.
take my wife-didn't you blush Z
thatf-rOund to the back door, the Sc
wants would feed us? And We fed an
dried out there like couple Of re.
tramps. 1t was ripping, wasn't III
She was silent.
Suppose you'll have to forget a
that now" he said.
II shall always. remember thoi
times" she said quietly.
"You won't remember them %
%. though" he said.