The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1907-02-02
An UnintsntiORal
Surrender
BY BOB WHITE.

friend Celeste, six months a bride.
If that is true, / must say that you
were lucky enough to draw a prize
in the lottery"
We were seated before a large,
quaint fireplace, in which blazed a
jolly wood fire, in Celeste's lovely
new home which was not one bit
stiff and obtrusive in its newness.
Celeste was working, as usual, on
some sort Of dainty fancy work. 1
was restingl
The clock chimed II.
'Your thoughts must surely be
worth sharing, if they are worth all
those smiles" I suggested.
81 was thinking of your remarks
on the subject Of matrimony," she
said, her smiles breaking out into
q little ripple Of laughter. "You
little guessed how peculiarly apt
your quotation was"
"You might e~nlighten me and let
me share your evident 1ppreoia-
tion," | coaxed.
She shook her head. ~It would
hardly be fair to Vernon" she OBJ
jected, but l knew from the way
she made this statement that it
was not as final as it appeared.
q think you ought TO tell me-"
l argued, basely classifying to gain
my point, "for when my turn
comes it might help me to decide"
"The joke Of it all was ION poor
me, so it really wouldn't be SO very
bad Of me to tell" Celeste 7remark-
ed, fencing with her convictions.
"0f course not" / assured her,
{ from selfish motives, having an UNI
reasonable desire to hear the story.
81 don't know what ever made
me so foolish and blind" she be-
gan, ''but there was a time when |
was quite fond in a way of that
young artist you remember meeting
at Mays about two years ago" She
glanced at me and burst into an
other merry peal Of laughter at my
astonished face.
"You certainly selected a curl
GUS method Of displaying your af-
fection," | remarked, sarcastically,
remembering quite distinctly her
icy manner toward the person in
question.
ooh, that was just mylabominable
contrariness" she explained, calm
ly.
81 never breathed a word of it to
anyone. ! couldn't bear to have
anyone guess hal | eared the least
bit" she replied, earnestly.
"Then there was really nothing
serious about it," l commented,
eyes, but there was,'' she admit
ted, reluctantly. ''That swell
I-I-let him kiss me-twicew
Quite abashed, she blushea a vivid
scarlet as she made this confess
sion.
eWhy Celester" l cried in dis
may. Possibly a kiss is mot a peni-
tertiary o%ffense, but the way in
which she told it made it seem
shockingly naughty.
ooh, Vernon knows all about that
part of it." she said, quickly, just
the least tiny bit offended at the
way l took the announcement.
"What did he say?' | asked,
with considerable interest.
"Said he hoped it did MIN a
whole lot Of good" she answered,
her eyes full of mischief,
"Then what happened?' 1 asked,
impatiently.
~Po Vermont"
"NO, mol To the artist?"
sob, / got frightened and
wouldn't see him when he called.
He wrote notes, and l returned
them unopened"
ut was rather hard on the art
iSt," I murmured, alphabetically.
eyes, it really was" she admitted,
seriously. 81 saw it at last, and
that is just what got me into a
scrape. 1 hadn't been out anywhere
for a week or two, and the folks
had begun to worry about it, so I
Anally promised to go to the next
dance. l didn't suppose he would
be there, but he was. That scared
me moo of-osl L. .Il -