Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1904-11-18
SHORT STORY FOR
EVENING HOURS
MR. WILBERFORCt'S DAYS
WORK.

many years ago., | suppose ] have had
the average experience of matrimonial
proposals; but | trust, for the credit
OF the other sex, for whom entertain
q very proper respect, that in one de.
tail my adventures have been unique.
The case of Mr.. Wilberlorce who pro.
posed to me today, is the detail TO
which ! refer.
Mr.. WilDerforce has been a member
Of our holiday party in Devonshire for
the past week. It appears he is a
friends OF papa's in the city. Papa
ran against him quite Unexpectedly at
Okehampton In the course of our Dart.
moor tour, and, finding he was taking
solitary holiday OH very much the
same lines as our party-which until
then consisted entirely Of our own
family, and comprised mamma, papa,
my eldest sister Joan and my younger
sister Mabel-he invited Mr. WILDER.
fore TO join us. This Mr.. Wilberforce
readily agreed TO do, and so for the
past week he has been made one of us.
lie is some way past the middle age,
but well set.up, and, though bald on
the top, with clean-shaven face, rath.
err fine looking man. He is grave and
courteous in his manner, but entertain.
ing in his conversation, and exceeding.
~ anxious to make himself agreeable.
Papa told us soon after he was intro.
duced to us that he had recently be.
come a widower.
Since yesterday we have been staying
at Drewsteignton, and this morning,
after breakfast, | set out alone for Fin.
gle Bridge, where ! intended spending
novel.
anticipated a quiet and delightful
time; but alas! no sooner had | chosen
my seat on rock that pushed over
the noisy stream than Mr.. Wilberforce
sauntered slowly on to the bridge and
leaned over the parapet. He did not
appear to observe me at first.
| Fearing that the situation might be.
come embarrassing, ostentatiously
shifted my position. He started, and |
thought he colored. Then, lifting his
nat with gentle smile, he came down
to me.
rate he said, simply seating him.
self by my side.
"What about fate, Mr.. WHEREFORE?
said ], surprised, for he seemed to be
In most unusual mood
1T must be fate he went ON, pok'
ing IN the river with his walking stick,
THE morning and the scene" ] re-
marked, both favor soliloquy;' and /
returned TO my novel.
"A romantic morning and roman
tic scene he said, raising his eyes
earnestly TO the great wooded hill that
swept upward from the opposite bank.
lie was silent Tor Few minutes. Then
ne turned his head toward me and
asked me; do you not hnd the con-
Temptation OF scene like this-a splen'
tdid scene, full OF the highest majesty
OF nature-hll you with discomfort?
DOESN'T IL make you restless! Doesn't
give you sensation OF deep-seated
ahssatisiaeuohy
| NO, repied' such scene as
this gives me the ruliest content. IL
piots out everything distasteful In my
recoiiectioh Oh tne past ana mis- me
Win nope as 10 the future
| mat seems 10 me the truest dehnl.
ton OF happiness that have heard" y
sara me- SLOWLY YOUTH Is the secret
u It, a scene ilke TINS gives happiness
10 YOUTH ana aisquiet TO a man ike
me- whose youth Is over
Wheh tne heart Is young
'"o.1u' sn'''ihs'
l., An, II > poor comfort Wheh the head
naia' ne repieu' put iaugheu ana
ra'i,eu SOMEWHAT from MS III OF pes
inishi' IN not boring you ! nope
MISS Aua iou came mere 10 nave a
Huie. leau' no uoup'' ana mere l am