The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-05-18

why he didn't marry and settle down. | It made Fruder grin.
 ! It was Angeline Schoenmaker who first gave him the glimfnering of an idea that there might be another point of view. AngeIine was married about three years before. She was niece ] of Fruder's-a mighty pretty little girl, tOo-and Fruder thought it was a pity when he got her card; but he sent her a silver chafng-dish and tiought no more about the matter until he re- ceived a letter from Angeline telling him that the baby had been named for i him. This time he sent a silver mug l One afternoon Angeline's husband called at Fruder's office and extorted a promise that he would come to dinner He went and was pleasantly surprised It was a nice little dinner. The house Angeline lived in was a cezy little box of a house. AngeIine had not grown i the least bit dowdy, and she and her husband seemed. without gushing un- duly, to be particularly well satisfied with each other.
 Decidedly there. are exceptions, 3 thought Fruder & '7
 When Fruder junior was brought in 1 in his little pajamas, rosy from the tub, to say goodnight, Fruder felt en- thusiastic.
 By love-" he said to Angeline's hus- band, you people make me envious! I shall have to try this sort of thing my self.' ,4
 Don't you think of it. said Angeline | "What?" said Fruder.
 Tt wouldn't suit you at all. Would I it, James?" .... .=, I Angeline's husband shook his head. "As far as comfort is concerned you are probably as comfortable as you lever vii be- Angeline went on ''You might even be less comfortable if you married. Mightn't he, James," He might, indeed" agreed James, seriously. & ! If you had been a marrying man, Uncle Frank, you would have married long ago." pursued Fruder's niece. I
 am glad to see you are sensible enough
 to recognize the fact that you are not a marrying man." Too old?" quered Fruder.
 \ Mot that, exactly: You're not so old,
 you know-but-well,} some men were meant to mary and some weren't. They
 may be good and kind and generous
 but-their part in life Is to be god-fath- ] CTS. They make good old bachelors, but ! if they marry they make poor hus- bands. It's the same with women
 There's Carrie Steavens now, James ? ] T know Miss. Steavens," said Fruder
 absently.
 Well, you know just how lovely and sweet she is. But she will never marry. 1 She isn't a marrying girl, and I'm gald of 1t, for I want her always for little
 Franks best aunt. No; I think it is ridiculous to call bachelors selfish. Men don't marry out of a spirit of self g sacrifice, do they, James?" %F l T didn't, replied James emphatical- Fly. e &s.@ l "Of course not. You married be- Icause you wanted to. If you had not |wanted to you would have been an old I bachelor and that would have proved J you were meant for ane old bachelor, land you wouldn't have been a bit to
 blame for it--any more than Uncle 4 Frank here.''
 Where is she now?" asked Fruder.
 "Who?'' @-r
 I tCarrie--Miss. steavens.'
 t "Oh! Why, she has ED apartment in the Ranelagh. I thought she might Hook in here this evening, She very often does. Where did you meet her,
 Uncle Frank. ?" I %aSo you think I would better not marry, eh?" asked Fruder, changing T the subject. < asa. 5
 Fs'I think you will bernore comfortable
 as you are"
 I There's a big difference between tcomfort and happiness" observed An lgeline's husband. H Fruder smoked a pipe pretty we'll fn- to the morning after he got home. The I tobacco was good and the chair was lcomfortable. He was comfortable sit Iuated altogether in his bachelor quar- lters. "But he reflected, Comfort is \ not happiness exatly"%sg Was he SC lconstituted that he could not sacrifice
 comfort to happiness, if necessary I Would he, "a good bachelor" make lsuch an everlasting failure as a hus. { Iband? Was he an abnormal creatures l Somehow he found no solace in the N thought that he was mot to blame.' lit sounded like an apology for a de- i iformity. He could not enlist for the lterm of the war. He was crippled Ipoor fellow, but not in the least te l blame for 1t. . y I The first thing that 3Fruder did tht lnext morning was to look in the direc. ltory. Then he walked into the flor, lists next door with an air of determi. lnation and selected a. magnificent lbunch of long-ste1nmed roses. On the back of his card he wrote: T shall cal I this evening. I hope shall find you al home" Then he turned to the fiorist
 ITO Miss. Carrie Steavens, apart \ Iment G 27, 72 Reggie court" he safd.-