The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1907-11-19

WuaI accompaniment 10 you mUSI
admire in a woman?
The art where none but you can
vie
To roast the joint and make the
pie.
The art that none like you are
knowing
The gentle female art of sewing.
What are your favorite recrea-
tons?
Bicycling, driving, tennis, skat-
ing.
Golf, riding, croquet, fishing.
If not yourself, what would you
be?
Who to Lucinda dear might be,
Behold my choice! I would be
hei
Who to Lucasta we're most dear
In his blest shape l would ap-
pear.
What is your dearest wish?
May nothing ever come to hinder
Our friendships course, most
Lucindal
May frienship never cease to cast
her
Enhancing spell on us, Lucasta!
There was a good deal more that I
can't remember. I flatter myself that
have put down enough to show that
have dealt with the subject mean
an elegant and ingenious
manner. When had finished I was
a little sleepy. I wrapped the books
up in brown paper, however, ready
for posting in the morning, and then
went smilingly to bed. l was glad
all next day to think that l had been
able to give so much pleasure to both
the dear girls, and I started off half
an hour earlier than usual in the
evening to receive their thanks. AS
Lucinda's house was nearest, I went
there first.
Lucinda was reclining on the gar
den bench. She received me with
even more than her usual sedateness.
Possibly, it occurred to me, she felt
a little shy about the promised re-
ward Her coyness made me like her
all the better.
II have come" I began in my
best manner.
"For the last time" she said, firm
ly. My hair stood on end. l could
feel it lifting my cap. -!
Really" protested. Lucinda"
Miss Smith, If you please" I
twirled my stick uncomfortably.
"Er-didn't you-get the book?" +
asked.
81 did," She seemed to put un-
necessary emphasis into the simple
statement
sit was sincere" I assured her.
Every word said"
st bore the evident impression of
she replied, with convic-
ton.
Then" protested. "really don't
why-er-"
Il have no intention of enlighten-
ing you" she informed me. Good
evening"" Before l could collect my
self she was tripping up the back
steps. I whistled softly for few
seconds. Then I went down the path
and out the gate. They have rather
a nasty dog, and I thought l heard
him barking.
What lucky escaped" reflected,
'To think that I should ever have
compared her with Lucasta! Dear,
little Lucasta! She will receive me
very differently"
She did She was in an armchair,
reading novel when 1 arrived. AS
soon as entered she jumped UP and
stamped her foot. If she were man,
she said, she would "box my ears!"
dropped my hat and stick in my
She looked so angry
that I nearly dropped them again
when had picked them up.
upon my word" I said. "Lu-
casta-"
Miss Brown is my name"
miss" is no part of anybody's
name, you know, but 1 didn't contra
dict her.
"If you were annoyed at what
wrote"
Annoyed" She tossed her head.
ut is matter of absolute indiffer-
ence to me what you write or think
I could almost fancy that I ssv
sparks coming out of her eyes
sparks of Indifference, presumably.
THE words Of NINE" said. sol
EMMY, (which are in your book"
Excuse me-" she corrected, politeJ
ly. They are in the kitchen ash-pan,
except small portion of leaf, That
went up the chimney, think"
Really" I protested, more in sor-,
row than in anger, "if knew how to
please you"
would you do it?"
"Most certainly"
"Then," said she, Got" she point
ed to the door.
I went.
1t has occurred to me since that
I may have written the confessions
in the ,yrong books! New York;
Weekly.
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