Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1906-10-15
Short STORY
Of the Day
HOW THEY DO 1T.

Knowing that I am an eligible man,
I am corresponding cautious-par
ticularly so at a summer resort.
| suppose some time shall love
and be loved as I deserve, but there
is no hurry
have an abundance of this world S
goods, a fine figure, with the chest Gt
an athlete, besides being rather good
looking. What more could any wool-
an want? In fact, it's quite plain from
the way the mamas play me that I'm
something of "catch."
This is the third summer resort |
have flown to this summer, because |
saw the danger signals flying.
have resolved to make few
notes and read them over occasional
ly as a sort of warning.
I catch my breath when l think OF
the narrowness of my escape early
in the summer. She was widow
with flashing black eyes. We had
been dancing and talking nonsense, rs
people will-even people OF my y!
tellect. After a delightful waltz we
went for a stroll on the veranda,
thing generally avoid. Somehow l
found myself there, talking in the
moonlight A fellow is bound to he
spoony at such times. Moonlight
walks are to be avoided.
She had thrown me off my guard
by saying she should never marry
again-nothing would ever tempt her
to put another in the place of the
dear, lamented Freddie. She had
thought once that man like myself
would be the ideal of woman's life.
But" she said, with a sigh, Il did
not meet him until it was too late"
She just hated men who were al
ways proposing, she said Then she
warned me of the blonde girls
mother, who, she said, was a schem-
er, although she knew that such
things really wouldn't affect me, for
wasn't a marrying man, thank good
ness!
Of course l asked her how she
knew that. The first reason was
she said. that 1 would never find
woman who could appreciate man
like me. She certainly was a dis
corning woman, although the blonde
girls mother called her designing.
Another reason was that made such
a delightful bachelor-and she rather
doubted my capacity for loving deeply
and truly.
This l contradicted. AS l looked
into her melting black eyes-we @at
in sheltered corner-well, nearly
made a fool of myself. l can't say
what would have happened If the
blonde girls mother hadn't interrupt
ed us just then.
Now that 1 realize what short work
she made of poor Davis-she snap
ped him up and they were married in
a month"; makes cold chills run
down my back.
But I'm safe here. There are no
persons with designs on my liberty
in this quiet place. Only few old
married women and good fishing and
oh, yes, there is little slip of an
innocent girl here with her mother.
She certainly is a fine little girl AMI
fully appreciates what it is to have a
steady fellow like myself for sort
of adopted brother. We go fishing
every day and | read poetry to her
She knows what's good in that line
too. l have written some verses
myself and she always wants me TO
read them to her first.
We had rather an exciting time yes
terday. We went for row and
when l reached for pond lily for
her, somehow the boat upset 1t
wasn't deep, but she was terribly
frightened and clung to me like
child. She is very timid, poor little
thing. She looked very pretty-a sort
of pocket edition of Aphrodite. We
sat in the sun until our clothes were
dry and had a good laugh over our
misadventure.
Today l had to go fishing alone and
felt rather lonesome. Her mother
didn't like our staying away so long
yesterday.
The fish didn't bite and returned
home early.
Fife and I are bound to run into