Cañon City record., 1904-03-03

you were too busy being in love with
pretty Mrs an Skuyt to remember n
waltz with only me, I was allowed 20
meet you as II reward for singing my
very best. and you-you bowed Will
asked Inc To dance"
Like IL grandfather, How young /,
was then, How time changes usr'
I'm afraid my conversation did not
make great impression upon you"
she continued.
"But II did 1 am remembering very
fast II you will wait moment will
tell you some of the things you said
The girl laughed merrily. Whenever
she laughed he realized that it was be
coming terribly difficult not to tell her
how adorable she was. Il wouldn't
risk 1t II were you" she warned him.
because didn't speak to you at all.
l shut my lips tight and trembled all
over ereTy Sit o< the tins was dane
Ing with yo'' did not sleep that
night, and was unhappy. wondering
what the great Harkle>s would think
OF me. | knew he thought me ulutter-
ably stupid because | couldn't talk TO
him. | wanted to send him word that
| knew | had bored him. ! couldn't
endure that he shouldn't know that
knew | had. But he was not thinking
OF me in any way He had gone 10
sea again in his white boat. the IN
grateful pirate, cruising with Mrs Van
Skuyt"
How time does change u.s. slid
John. "You are wrong. though. Gld
thInk OF you have al
Yes" she interrupted, tossing Egr
head in airy travesty OF the stage co
quette. you think SOL mean. You say
so-now. Away with you and year
blarneyinEr
And SO they went through the warm
noontide. and little he cared for he
heat that wilted the fat mullein lea a'ps
and made the barefoot boy who passed
by skip girgerIy through the burning
dust with anEuished mouth and wItcry
eye Little he knew OF the katydid that
suddenly whlrrcd Its mills OF shrillness
in the maple tree and sounded 50 hot.
hot. hot: or that other that rallied at tie
country quiet from the dim. cool Shade
around the brick house, or even the rain
crow that sat on the fence and swore 10
them In the face OF a sunny sky that
they should see rain ere the day were
done. Little the young man rocked OF
what he ATE at Judge Briscoe's good
noon dlnncr-chlckcn wing and young
roas'n ear, lot rolls as light as the dun
of summer cloudlet. and honey and
milk and apple butter favored like
spices OF Arabia and fragrant, faky
cherry pie and cool. rich. yellow cream
Lire willetts was a lover. yet he said
he asked no better than 10 just go ON
eating that cherry pie til sweet
death overlook him: but railroad sand
witches and restaurant chops might
have been set before HarkIcss for all
the difference II would have made TO
him.
At no other time is a mans feeling of
companionship with woman so strong
as when he sits at table with her, not
at decorated" and becatercd and be-
wnitered table, but at a homeiy. appe-
iizinE. wholesome. home table like old
Judge Rriscce's. The very essence OF
the thing Is domcsticity. and the i'm
plication Is utter confidence and liking
There are few greater dangers for a
bachelor. An insinuating imp pcrches
on his shoulder and. softly tickling the
bachelors ear with the feathers of an
arrow shaft. whispers: Pretty gay.
isn't II. ehy Rather pleasant to have
that girl sitting there. don't you think
Enjoy having her notice your butter
plate was empty; Think 1, cxhiiarat-
Ing TO hand her those rolls? Looks nice
doesn't sher Says Thank you rather
prcttilyI Makes your lonely breakfast
seem nighty dull. doesn't 1t? How
would you like to have her pour your
coffee for you tomorrow. my boy? How
would II seem 10 have such pleasant
company all the rest of your life7
Pretty cheerful. chr It's my conviction
that your one need In life is TO pick her
mp in yonF arms and run away with
her, not anywhere in particular. but
Just run and run and run awayr'
After dinner they went out to the
veranda, and the gentlemen smoked
The judge set his chair down on the
ground. tilted back in II with his feet
on the steps and blew wavcry. doal-
cd city IN in the air lie called II
solid comfort. He liked TO sit out from
under the porch roof, he said. He
wanted to see more OF the sky. The
others moved their chairs down to
Join In the celestial vision. A feath.
cry thin cloud or two had been famed
across Il, but save for these thera was
nothing but glorious and tender bril-
liant blue. II seemed so clear and
close one marveled the little church
spirc In the distance did not pierce it.
Yet at the same time the eye asccnded
miles and miles into warm. simmer
Ing ether. Far away two buzzards
swung slowly at anchor halfway to the
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