The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1907-10-17

| vacation S"a>an. All the world takes
its vacation il July and August, aud
to secure rooms one must set about
1t when the beautiful SNOW is waltz
ing. Then you must fix your thoughts
on forest or field. mountain or ocean.
when you would prefer to stay at
home and snuggIe up to the fire If
you don't act then. when the thermom-
eter stands at % degrees i'll the shade
you must stay at home and roast.
Molly loves the mountains, | the
ocean. The consequence was that this
year when we sat down together to
fix on 4 summer resort we disagreed.
| am sorry to admit that we uuarreled.
The end of 1t all was that Molly said
that since | was So unreasonable |
could 20 where | liked: she was going
TO the mountains. And so she did.
] went to the scashore.
| reached my place of rest when
a cold northeastern was blowing. The
guests in the house where | stopped
We're huddlpd together in the sitting
room, grumhling ut the proprietor for
out on to the beach and stood looking
Oh the lreary waste of flying clouds
and rolling waters. The only happy
thing in sight was n sea gull sailing
between both. | went back to the
hotel. sat down III my oyercoat and
smoked smoked ali day, smoked till
my nerves were in the condition of the
/ ni,rI, 7 Il In
sleep for two reasons immodcrate
smoking and The cold. | slept under
a sheet and a light blanket. couldn't
get any more. There was another
reason for my insonnia-T was lone
some without Molly. but | would
never have admitted il TO her. Re
sides, pinned for the dry mountain air
The second day was like the first,
| at least till noon. when ! boarded Il
train and started Ia join Molly in the
mountains. | spent the afternoon try
ing 10 think Of 4 reason, not a truth
| full one. to give her for doing so |
reached her habitation ut 10 O'Clock
| ut night, alas. to learn that she had
| gone away from il that morning
/ y
been having henatly weather here. and
your wife got to thinking of the bright
sun shining on the sands and the
waves, and she said she couldn't stand
it here. She must go To YOU
| Well, there was nothing to do but go
! to bed and take the train back the next
| day. But in the morning the sun rose
bright and beautiful. gliding the peaks
and leaving the valleys in contrasting
shadows. The air was crisp and brac-
| ing. After all. Molly was right. My
| obstinacy was inelted by the sunshine.
| | sent her the following telegram:
Am here. You were right. Come back.
! About II o'clock received one:
Am here. Will wait for you to come
| back.
81 wonder" | remarked soto voce,
eff that Internal sun has taken it into
T his changeable hot head to come out
at the seashore as well as here
What was to do? What would Mol
ly do? My experience with my dear
wife gave me To understand that her
reasoning would be something like
this: my husband is a man. and men
are all obstinate. I'm not going to give
In to him. I'm here. and here I'll stay
Ii he had been sensible ut the outset.
this wouldn't have happened" The
reader may not understand this last
statement, but | do, because I'm used
to woman's logic-th that is, MolIy's logic
Thus thinking. | took the next train
for the seashorc. first telegraphing Of
course, that | would do so. | struck q
change in the weather during the aft
ernoon. The sun went back under the
clouds, and by the time | reached the
ocean | was greeted by the most dis
NAL sound in the world, fog horn. At
the hotel / found my telegram to Mol
ly (unopenen, but not Molly. She had
gone to join me in the mountains
you see" said the landlord, "the
sun rose clear this morning. and the
air was very soft. Your wife decided
to stay here and telcgraphed You. But
went right away
at was the fog" l remarked. Moth
ing else would have done it,
Well. | was mad. | was mad from
the crown of my head to the sole of
my foot. | was mad mentally, phys
tcally and in my very soul
"Whats the next train for the city,"
I growled.
in an hour
"Send that trunk back to the sta
ton right Outright off, l said; mot a
moments delay"
That night ut 10 O'Clock | was sitting
in my comfortable den at home with
a cold supper and a bottle of ale be
fore me, a cigar ready in a box on the
table when | heard n carriage stop ut
the front door. then q latchkey turning.
l stood on the landing looking down
stairs 1t was Molly.
."You here" she said. 1 could tell
from her tone that she was very angry.
Yes You too
''Of all the stupid. obstinate. incor-
rigable men ever knew you are the
worst
"a rn ypu HIInrrV tIeGfS"