The daily Alaskan., 1905-08-16
THE GIRL WHO
 WAS TOO GOOD
Torginal

was advised by my physician to go Co some quiet country place and do noth- ing from morning tn night but lounge.
 I chose the village of \. When | went there the leaves were budding inc air was soft and halmy, the walks were beautiful, and gave myself up 10 strolling. On one of my routes there was a young ladies seminary sur rounded by a high brick wall One morning while passing I heard a voice 1t was soft and melodious and evi- dently came from a young girl-utter- ing a string Of words that could only be expected from one of the opposite sex:
 "Ry thunder! A thousand devils! Con found ltr
 The expletlves were not an as inno- cent as these. There were many that would have done credit to the forcCas- tle. A repetition of them would repcl the reader, though Co me the words came out with such apparent uncon- sclouSncSs of guilt that | was simply amused. It was llkc a child just learn Ing to talk. getting hold of expressions the meaning of which it does not Un- derstand. The girl did not seem Co he angry with any one. She was evident ly fascinated with the sounds. hrlnCiI e them out with great gusto, as we stu dents fired from out our threats the col lcge yell. was attracted Co the girl without even seeing her pictured her as one of those little imps who by their roCuiSh ways faSCinate all who come within their influence. She must have laughing eyes, a dimple In each cheek, the whlteSt of teeth constantly display cd In smiles by the parting Of pair of rel lips Then when rompiug with oth- CT girls I fancied her kicking on their hats, though if seen by a man she would turn scarlet. With my conCcp. ton of her I fell In love- and. having nothing else Co occupy my mind, | dwclt upon her charms constantly. [ passed the school often, hoping again to hear the lncongruity of a charming voice utteriug such rough expressions. but this was not likely. and. though [ often lOitercd for hours under the wall. I never heard the youthful swcarcr.
 Ten years later I chose wife. al- ways regretted that fate had never thrown the swCarer in my way, though I feared if I had met, loved and won her she might have been altogether too pCppcry for nc. My 7Unccc, fhc daughter of a clergyman, WIS her very OpDOsite-a girl of character. one who took great interest in the charitable work connected with he- fathers church-lndeed, what might be called model woman. After all, thought !. my little swearer must have turned out full ot the old Nick. if not positively h0l Girls who havo spice in them are attractive, but one never knows when taste for wickeiness is going Co make them trial to their husbands.
 Nevertheless l wished thnt my fan cec had just a dash of this same spice. She seemed to me to be almost too steady. Men ot my kind, men who are themselves reserved, dignlfed, me thrdiCaL always superior Co tempta. tion-bccause, I have often thought, we are not of a nature to be tempted usually admire our opposltes. felt myself getting a trlie wearied by my fiancce's similarity to myself As our wedding day approached this feeling grew upon me Was I not about Co make a mistake-the mistake Of a whole llfetime' This set me Co hrnDl- ing when I should have been looking forward to the delights Of a novel con dition.
 In time this something on my mind attracted the attention Of the girl who was to be my bride Instead Of up. braiding me as another woman would have done, ,,he bore my condition with out a muG UT This only dissatisfied me the monA "If she only had enough wickedness a her. said to myself, "tn tell me to go Co the deuce | think could be happy. As lt is, she Is killing me with her self control, her piety, her Interest in good works I should have known better than to marry a min lsycr's daughter"
 My condition was such a few days before our wedding that after a bitter mental struggle, which left me awake all night, I resolved to 20 to my bride expectant and make confession. | went Co her house in the morning after breakfast and asked for her. She came down with happy look on her face, but when she saw my carewoIn eN- nrcssion it left her at once.
 led her to the library and shut the door.
 "I have called" I said lugubrlously, "to say before it Is too late that fear we arc going to make a mistake, and lt is better to back out at the last mo ment than ruin whole lifetime 1have come Co the conclusion that we are too much alike-both too steady, too up- right, too serious Indeed, you are too good"
 50 this Is what has been troubling you" she said, her expression relaxing. "Ry thunderl A thousand devilsl Con found itv'
 Are you"- gaspcd,
 Tho girl you have told me about SO