The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-01-17
THE CRISIS.

ANH taaat saiS was sIiil DeautiIul though there were marks of tears on her face. The young man was plainly puzzled. He was good-looking young man and he appeared to mean always to do his best by every one.
 Have you got a headache?' he asked, with the proper note of sympa- thy, as he took his favorite chair.
 Oh, nO!" said the pretty girl, with gentle pity for his denseness. Its much more serious than that. Herbert, I've been thinking-it just struck me to-day and it worried me so. Do you suppose that after we've been married ten or twelve years we'll be like all the married people we know?"
 Herbert's imagination, like that of the majority of men, was a negligible quantity. His effort to cast his mind into the future ended in failure. T suppose we shall,'' he admitted, cheer fully. Then he was astounded to see the pretty girl sink back against the cushions of the couch in despair.
 Il knew it!" she waited. And you can sit there so calmly and not care! You don't care bit!''
 See here" said the young man, for cibiy, awakened to the fact that he was facing a crisis, whats the trouble. anyhow? We're going to be happy and all that, aren't we? And most of the married people I know seem to jog along comfortably. Whats wrong?"
 That's just it," she cried. They jog along. Who ever heard of engaged peo- pie jogging along?' Why, they're thinking of each other all the time and are so glad to see each other and so in terested and have so much to say. You know we do, now don't we? We'll, I'd like to see two people who've been mar ried five years. watching the clock fe- verishly for the hour to arrive when they should meet again or spending a whole evening rehearsing what they've been doing all day. I should say not! The man will say 'uh-huh' and 'm-m- m-m' through dinner to his wife's re-
 marks and afterward he will read the newspaper all the evening or figure And she's so taken up with the imper- thence of the cook or the way the up holsterer didn't do the reception room chairs over that she doesn't mind. On, I've seen .it--it's so!'
 The young man looked gloomy. "But we won't be that way" he protested. ''I'll always be interested in you.'
 No, you won't persisted the pretty girl, sayagely. Those men thought they would. too. You won't be able to help it, Why, you won't notice when I've done my hair a new way or have on new dress unless tell you. I can't b-b-bear it, Herbert!''
 The young man was plainly wrestling with this brand-new aspect of the case. But what's the need bothering about it now?" he insisted, Whats the use?'' P ges5t rq. The pretty girl dissolved in tears. You are a heartless wretch" she wept. Why don't you get up and declare that
 we'll be except-cept-cepti and act as though it mattered instead of being so com-com-comfortabl about it?" But I'm not comfortable, I assure you" protested the young man, walking back and forth. T don't see what started you on this tack. You don't
 mean to say you think all the married people in existence don't love each oth- CT any more just because they don't 1 have heart palpitations at the sight of each other across the breakfast table? And if a man didn't take vacation long enough from repeating that he loved her and her alone to attend to the financial end of existence, I'd like to know how the bills would get paid. And anyhow, what can we do about l it?" .,ar.
 The pretty girl gave her eyes final | mop with her lace handkerchief and considered, We've might just stay 1 engaged" she suggested, hopefully Then we'd never get tired of each oth- er."
 "No,n objected the young man, 'that ! wouldn't do, either. I'll undertake nev- ] CT to grow weary of you after we're ! married and not to mind bit, no mat 1 ter how tired of me you get. How's that? I shall be the wonder of the mat rimonial field. You can boast of me and make all the other women jealous. After twenty years I shall rush home
 breathlessly every evening as soon as I can escape from the office and clasp you madIy to my bosom, gazing anx- iously into your face to see if you have I changed any since morning. Will that be all right?"
 There was an alluring 1imple lurking near the pretty girls mouth and her handkerchief had disappeared for good. T think you're great big goose" she said, and as the young man sat down beside her he felt that the crisis was passed.--Chicago News,
 
 THE OLD ACADEMY BUILDING IN CRAWFORD.
 The old academy building in Bran- ford, which occupies a picturesque spot | on the public park in that town, is one of the quaintest features of the Shore Line region, The two-story structure,