The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1904-08-05
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Still the combination worked very
we'll. The only trouble was that his
work rather knocked the bloom off the
romance of life. He found it difficult
to be romantic after chasing around
after the stern realities, The tragedies
and comedies of this mortal existence
for sixteen hours day, but he manag-
ed to retain something of the dreamer
about him Notwithstanding. He lived
in love. Somewhere on this mundane
sphere there existed woman whom
be should one day NEE: and love and
be happy with her forever after.
She was to be his affinity, his twin
soul, and they would know it the mo-
ment then bands touched. Naturally
it was all rather hazy in his mind as
yet, for he did not have much time for
dreaming Newspaper work on lively
daily and dreaming were not CON-
patible, and as the daily bread, also
cigars, depended upon'the newspaper
the dreaming was neglected.
He had also a rooted opinion that
he should one day commit suicide.
He often said as much to his chum
jim, who always looked cynical and
fell to whistling softly with faraway
look in his eyes. He would talk about
it quiet seriously and discuss the
different methods, but his preference
was for the revolver route: When he
got tired of living or things went
wrong, he intended to try it, he said,
and kept revolver handy.
And so one spring day he fell in
love. It was all in one moment. He
was at his desk writing away like mad
when the door opened, and she came
in-a little, blue eyed, fair haired,
childish thing, with Cupid's bow lips
and frightened manner. He looked
up impatiently, and tLeir eyes met.
They neither knew afterward what
they said, but five minutes later he
was at his desk, she was gone, and be-
tween his eyes and the paper was
fair, childish face, with Cupid's bow
lips and blue eyes,
Before two days he met her on the
~',cct. Their eyes met again and they
both spoke. Then he walked home
with her and carried her schoolbooks,
and all the world was suddenly fair
and sweet as rose garden in June.
She understood his every word, and
he-well, he lived in a world of his
own. He walked in a dream. The
real things of life-the murders,
marriages, divorces, even the men and
women he met-seemed faroff dream
and only Daisy and himself real peo-
pie. He was in love and for the first
time.
Her mother soon became aware OF
the state of affairs and decided Daisy
was much too young for love or lovers.
Her father told him so, and also that
he and Daisy must see each other no
more except as acquaintance. There
was nothing against him-they were
simply too young. And so she was to
go to school, but Gordon could call
and say goodbye.
That night he went to see her and
came away filled with wonderful
schemes for the future. He was to
become rich and famous, and when
she came back he would marry her.
That was his plan, and from that day
he worked as had never dreamed it
possible that he could work. Before
he worked because a certain amount
of work was necessary to keep grim
want at bay, but now he had an OBJ
iect for which to work, and he threw
his whole soul into it. 1t was for