The Bossier banner., 1904-03-10
BENTON, LOUISIANA, THURSDAY MARCH 10, 1901.
quieter on magazine, or whatever suits
me- She says need not hurry, as we are

Independent.
Splendid! And you agreed?"
"Yes, that did. What was to do"
Soon the three returned to the city.
Bubbles resigned his position, to the dis
appointment of his employer.
However" said the business manager
of the Steam Whistle, IF you ever al
ter your decision, you will be welcomed
by us. Hope you will enjoy your honey
moon"
So they parted.
Dora was radiant. She became ardent.
When she embraced Bubbles he gasped
for air.
"Oh, love you better every day, Bob
by, DEAR" said Dora one Sunday after
noon, when they were sitting on the
sofa.
And Bubbles asked himself anxiously
what would become of him if that were
only the beginning of her love. Would
he not burn to ashes?
Just as the ardent Dora prepared for
another embrace the sharp gong of the
fire engine sounded in the street. Bub-
bles pricked up his ears.
"Fire!" he said, tearing himself away
from Dora and rushing to the window
and looking out. 1T seems to be the
hotel opposite. must go. Will return
soon."
With that he gave Dora a hasty kiss
and stormed down the stairs. Being
engaged to an ex-reporter has it's draw
backs" sighed Dora. 1T is always CROP
ping out somewhere"
After two hours Bubbles was back
1t had been splendid, this freight
persons burned, $4,000 damage. One
could see how he had enjoyed it. Dora
hoped he would soon give this up, but it
did not happen soon.
On a lovely afternoon late in the sum
mer they were sitting happily in the lit
tie casino in the park. A sudden clatter
of horses hoofs sounded on the drive
way. Then the signal whistle Of q po-
liceman.
In a moment two fiery steeds mar
messed to an elegant carriage tore past
The coachman on the box was as pale
as death. In the carriage sat two fine
ladies clutching the sides in sheer fright
mounted policeman followed.
There is an accident; excuse me for
five minutes, my DEAR
And Bubbles hailed hanson, sprang
in and pursued the runaway. A full
hour poor Dora was obliged to sit and
wait, her love for Bobby abating by de-
grees. At last he came, beaming.
S,, ~ r. soI of
Ran into a loaded van. One dead,
three badly wounded. Policeman fell
from his horse, skull smashed. Great!"
He seated himself, ordered brandy
to brace him. and related all the details.
Dora reproached him.
"Oh, dear child" he laughed, that is
born in me. 1t is as if hare ran past
| an old hunter. l will improve with
time"
One evening they were on their way to
the theater. All at once the cry was
heard: Stop thief! Stop thief" and
man shot past as quick as an arrow,
pursued by policemen and others.
Here is your ticket. l will come
soon," said Bubbles.
| He pressed it into her hand, and, like
one possessed, yelling: Stop theft
rushed of before Dora realized what had
occurred.
THAT is too crazy" said she to her
! self.
| In the entrance she waited, but as nc
Bobby appeared she betook herself
angrily to her seat Only at the begin
ming of the last act did he arrive.
Forgive me-" he whispered, as he lei
himself sink into the soft cushioned
seat "Wonderful story. Great diamond
robbery The fellow"
"S-st!" sounded from those near by
as they scowled at Bubbles.
Broke in through the cellar
Three necklaces every
"S-st! S-st!"
$1,000 worth. Tell you later"
Dora nudged him and he was silent
After the performance. when they were
in a restaurant, she gave him SOUND
scolding. He promised to do better, ani
drank four glasses of beer to his i'm.
/ provement. But that was no easy mat
| ter to bring about. He was indeed hope
less.
Dora lost all pleasure in her engage
ment. She always feared that fir,
alarm or an ambulance might destroy
| kiss or an embrace and cause Bubbles
to fee. Every day she grew more nerv
GUS. and when on her birthday Bubble.
came three hours late to cold dinner
because he had been present at a grea
fight on the west side of the city, her de
cision was made. The day after, Bub
bles received letter from Dora whicl
said:
"Sir: You are without doubt just a
excellent a reporter as you are toi all,
unfit for an engaged man. Return t,
| the Daily Steam Whistle. That is you
wife"
/ When Bubbles read the letter H.
scratched his red head and said:
| ''Poor Dora! But she is right. an
no good as q fiance. II had only no
gone with Crane to Mamaronegg! Tha
poetical donkey got me into it,
Then my friend Bubbles returned t
the Steam Whistle and wrote humor
GUS article: What It Is to Be Engaged,
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