Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-12-29

| lief. Il can tell you what they will do. >
she added. They will discover that you
are looking at them and will move ia
the darkest corner over there behind the
palms. Indian summer has no right to
| intrude itself upon spring." and the
widow laughed mockingly. At the sound
the young people glanced up, caught
sight of the bachelor and the widow and
proceeded to move to the darkest cor
ner-as she had predicted.
The bachelor sighed.
"And that" he said, SIS the first age
of love-"
Not at all,' said the widow, "the first
age begins when you meet the first inter-
esting person of the opposite sex. Don't
YOU remember the time when you gave
your reddest apple to the little girl with
curls who sat next you at school and
spent your weeks allowance on a valen.
tine for the little girl with pigtails and
played kissing games"
And got whipped for whiting notes in
school and beaten by another boy who
said your sweetheart had freckles and a
pug nose, and laughed at by your father,
who found Mamie Jones' scrubbed all
over the family dictionary with your own
name opposite and the corresponding
letters crossed off? Yes, l remember, !"
and the bachelor smiled dreamily out
over the palms.
And you haven't forgotten the golden
age" said the widow, gazing tenderly at
the rose lying in her lap when you fell
in love with an actress and used to dream
of her at night and keep her picture on
your dressing table and go about fancy
ing you were a blighted being with q
broken heart and life history?''
What were you doing then?" asked
the bachelor.
Spending all my money for tickets to
go TO see a matinee idol with dreamy
eyes standing with lot of girls in
hushed reverence about dirty stage
door, with a dirty stage doorkeeper
glowering at u.s."
And then they sent you off to board
ing school," continued the bachelor. land
you thought you were going to die. I'M
til you met somebody from an adjoining
school and used to steal off for long
walks and rambles and moonlight meet
ings"
YES" said the widow; "and then YOU
went back home and fell in love with
somebody twice your age, and wanted
to commit suicide when they laughed at
YOU"
And then" finished the bachelor. "vou
suddenly found yourself grown up-and
at the marrying age
And your sentimental education was
finished" concluded the widow. 1T takes
all those first loves to prepare man
or Il woman for real love. They are lust
little rehearsals. The man or woman
who lodges them and niarries his or her
first and only love always feels as
though he or she has missed something.
and wonders what it is. and is never so
satisfied with matrimony as the
one who has been in love dozens of times
e"And found out how little it really
to-"
The widow sat up briskly and patted
the back of her couture.
Il wonder what time it is" she asked,
irrelevantly.
Indian summer" said the bachelor.
We've wasted an hour in here" de-
clared the widow.
Its too late for REGRETS" said the
without moving.
They are still dancing" announced
the widow, peeping out into the ballroom.
Come. There's a little time"
"Oh, yes" agreed the bachelor, pur-
posely misunderstanding there are
few petals left on the rose"
Where are those two silly people ?"
inquired the woman, trying to penetrate
the palms.
Il don't know" said the bachelor. "and
| don't care. What's the use of both
ering about spring Indian sum
merY l was going to ask you ques-
ton"
The widow looked up suspiciously.
If you are going to ask me to marry
YOU" she began.
Il wasn't" declared the bachelor; 81
was merely going to ask" he hest
tated
"Well?" The widow sat encouraging
ly back in her chair again.
Il guess | won't" said the bachelor.
The widow took a rose from her bou.
quet and leaned over to fasten it in his
lapel
Please Billy" she said. looking y.
over the flowers, what were you going
to ask"
IF yol would-No | WON'T"
The widow swayed little nearer.
III | would?' she inquired helpfully.
NO" said the bachelor, decidedly, If
You would have that ice-row?"
At once, if you please, Mr.. Travers!"
said the widow; but YOU would not have
thought, from the frigidity of the at.
lnosphere that she really needed it
tlelen Rowland i'll the London Mail.
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