Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1905-09-14

Men are such manotonous creatures.
They march together like that always"
The girl waved her hand lightly toward
file of militia that paradcd down
Iif,h avenue. Her companion did not
answer Immediately.
You must reduce your complaint to
spcclti" charges, Miss Brecn," said the
young lawyer at length. What for
cA. lplc, renders man so tircsome to
you?"
I'm sure / don't know what makes
him SO. l only know that he is" re
| turned the girl. 'ITcI mean thcy-all
wear forever the same kind of clothes.
walk with the same stride, stick to the
same amusemcnts"-
Are true 10 the same friends" fin
lshcd her listener for her, "and, worst
Of all, persist in expressing admiration
fer the same girl in the same words.
| You must find it monotonous."
Don't he personal, Mr.. ROscOmmOn,"
protested his companion, with a blush.
Il am discussing fact, and that is al
ways personal" replied the man. 1T
quiet habit of persistence. He did not
talk much, but what he did say was
apt to start his companion into fran
tic garrulity of self defense.
"What do you mean|' asked the girl.
You certainly would not accuse me
of Dragging about the number of my
admirers. l was only speaking in
general way"
Roscommon was silent, and the girl
went on:
II refuse to testify against myself,
| but you must give me credit for know
| ing n few other women. Besides, l
| have read the novels written by crea-
lures of your own sex. They ought to
say n good word for the ingenuity of
man, yet their heroes all make love in
! precisely the same way"
They turned as they walked into
| Fifty-seventh street, where Miss Breen
| had lived with her aunt since her IA
Tiers death She had always gone
with a rather gay set but a few months
| after she came out her father had lost
most Of his money For the last three
years that he lived he insisted on her
| accepting many invitations, although
| they were able tn do little entertaining
Her HveltneSs of speech and manner, a
| tri1le defiant, masked IL hurt pride. She
won followers easily among the men
too easily to suit her high spirit. They
| gave her flattcry in plenty, which COM
| forted her us little as gold offered to a
| starving woman. She was all heart
! and had almost no vanity. When her
father died she was hungry for some
| one to lavish her affections upon. Yet
! no one had divlncd this. The impress
sion had gone about that she would
marry anybody for money. She hated
poverty, but she hated Il lie Still worse.
When they entered the house she took
| off her hat and stood n moment beside
n table
You may sit down." she said con
descendipgly to Roscommon. Il shall
stand up awhile. You haven't made
me tired yet"
IF you were one of these unvarying
men how would you propose to n girlE'
asked the young man Gravely. Miss
Breen promptly sat down. After she
had rested and meditatcd for half a
minute, she answered:
"It would depend on the girl That's
| the very point. Instead of having a
formula. such as you men hand down
| from father to son, | should study the
nature of the woman and find words
to appeal to her and to her alone. If
she loved flowers, I'd spend my last
| dime on rose. They say a battle was
lost once for want of a horseshoe.
More wOmcns hearts are lost for want
OF chocolate drop than are dreamed
of In your philosophy"
II have no philosophy that will fit
the race Of women" corrected the law
yer
I'm glad to hear You admit your ig
noranccr' laughed Miss Rreen
Il did not say | was ignorant. !