Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1907-07-06
A Practical Wooer.

S0AAo' ~ SCI pul VI the nOT town into
the country"
1.-THE towns pretty nice in summer"
what in the world can there be nice
about itY"
"Well, there are the theaters and the
roof gardens and-one's friends are
away, and there's no one to keep tab
on fellow"
"Why did you leaveasuch delightful
freedom?"
ITO be with you"
There was pause. The last four
words had produced a sudden effect.
Presently she began again:
zone who prefers city to country can
have no ideality, no romance what
ever"
Ergo, have no ideality, no ro-
nance, in me-"
"Of course not"
"Try me-"
She was silent for time, concocting
some plan for trial. Finally she
found one.
II will think of flower. You bring
me one of its kind"
IF do that should rather consider
1t thought transference."
mo; it would be sentiment"
"Where am 1 to get the fiower?"
'When ladies of old asked knights
Of old and warriors bold for a flower,
did the knights ask such a question:"
"If the ladies of old asked for flow
ers in the middle Of plowed field and
didn't even designate what kind they
wanted, all I've got to say is that the
knights got pretty big job"
She gave a depre tory shrug and
made no further rema ).
Perhaps" he added, well meet
some kind fairy who will tell me how
to do impossible things"
II knew it would be useless. One
might as well try to extract honey
from wooden image as to get any
sentiment out of you"
The pleasant confusion of sounds
continued. A breeze brought delicious
perfumes. Man is capable of no more
perfect conception of heaven than a
bright summer morning. Presently he
spoke again:
There's a yard about that house
over there. Perhaps there are flowers
in it."
Its fenced all about"
"Ill jump the fence. What care
for dogs or danger? Come on"
When they reached the fence, instead
Of jumping it he leaned lazily on it and
looked over. There was every variety
of flower from the lily of the valley to
the American Beauty rose.
Il don't see the one you are thinking
of in there" he said. Besides, flow
ers are not typical in this case"
Typical of whatf
an illustrate" Some thistles were
growing near by. He plucked one and
offered 1t to her.
"What does it mean" she asked.
Guess"
81 give it up"
"What nibbles at thistlesp
"Donkeys, of course"
"Well isn't 1t plain?"
"Plain? It's ridiculous"
you're the thistle, and I'm nib
bling"
"Oh" A brief pause. "And you call
that sentiment?"
Another pause during which he look
ed very much depressed at his failu@
MAY have another trial?" he ask
meekly
mo"
They sauntered on till they came
yard in which were beehives. Z
bees were humming merrily. The pal
watched them buzZing among som9
hollyhocks. He stretched forth his
hand, clasped the huge leaves Of
flower from which bee was extract
ing honey, imprisoned the bee, then
broke off the flower.
you'll get stung," she said.
And so he did, but bore It stoically.
He handed her the flower, but she re-
coiled.
as 1t token of sentiment"
He opened the flower, and the bee
few out.
''Do you mean to call me wasp?"
"a wasp2 No; it's the flower that
means something"
"a hollyhock Well, 1 declare!
Where does the sentiment come inf
'The honey in it."
ooh! And the bee-has he nothing to
do with this delicate compliments"
even a donkey may be stung if his
hides not too thick"
She looked up In his face curiously.
81 don't know what to think of you,"
she said. Sometimes 1 fancy you're
not so''-
"Stupid as look?"
GAS you pretend"
They walked back to the house, and
as they passed through the garden she
plucked rose and put 1t In his button
hole.
SIS it typical of anything" he asked.
mo"
81 was afraid it was"
There was disappointed look on
her face as they stood on the porch.
he was Tranquil us Tue SuuAuef uorH-
ing. She turned to enter the house,
but he called her back.
"What is it?" she asked.
ooh, nothing, except that came up
y rom town to ask YOU
sSTS>he matter of fact~
"Yes. -sss .sSs - -~wifeY'
''It's very sudden, o.
She was all smiles now. was
a quick pressure of hands,
into the house. f. A.