Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1907-12-19

"There!" said the widow, balancing
herself precariously on the top step of
the ladder with the tips OF her fingers
ION the bachelors shoulder, while she
Surveyed pink and gold angel at the
VERY apex of the charity Christmas
tree. 1T looks stunning, doesn't it,"
The bachelor folded his arms and
gazed up at the widow critically.
stunning" he agreed. "But why
are the incest things all at the top
where we can't reach them?"
I The widow withdrew her fingers
Sfrom his shoulder and leaned hurriedly
over to transfix tinsel heart on a
side branch.
They aren't" she said, squirting
one eye to ascertain that the heart
hung straight. They only seem the
lhicest- because we can't reach them.
From here" she went Oh, returning to
her scrutiny Of the pink and gold
Eangel, he looks like real angel but
III we should take him down he'd turn
Ito paper and wax and paint again"
Il wonder said the bachelor, study.
Ting the widow thoughtfully, from the
Esprig OF holly berries in her, ruff
fed hair to the bottom Of her ruff
fled lace frock, IF / should take you
down what you'd turn to-"
us that butterfly on straight" ask
&ed the widow anxiously. bending to re-
adjust gilt clothespin with green
#tarlatan wings,
Prom here, @went on the bachelor.
ignoring the detection, "you look like
Ia real"
i ITS the Illusion" broke In the Wild
Tow, which makes anything seem
mice And it's distance that lends en-
Echantment to the illusion"
I'D rather put up with less en-
Echantment," complained the bachelor,
"and less distance, IL
"Of course you would" The widow
jabbed pin into a paper kitten and
Fastened it firmly to the tree by one
%eye. That's the trouble with man.
He always wants to tear down his III
Illusions, and see what they are made
Eof. From the time when boy insists
#on seeing the wheels go round In his
Fathers watch, or on taking his patent
mill to pieces to find out how 1t works,
Ito the time when he insists on know
ing what his wife pays for her hats
and how she gets the blush on her
cheeks and the curve in her waist line,
he is forever trying to. get behind the
scenes of life instead of. being salts
fed to sit out in the orchestra chair
and take things-for what they seem
to be. Ii a woman can possibly ideal
lie husband or a lover, she will shut
her eyes and cling to that ideal, like
grim death, even II she may know she
is being fooled: but man is not hap
py unless he has the facts; and facts
about anything aren't--very pleasant =
"Oh, / don't know" the bachelor
squinted up at the widow; there are
facts about your pompadour and the
tilt of your nose
/ of Eden went on the widow, twist
ling string OF popcorn about refrac-
tory branch without noticing the bach
kelor.
n Were you there, too?" The bach
<elor looked impressed.
n 1--WE always believed" pursued the
Nwidow, undauntedly that the tree OF
knowledge was just q Christmas tree,
Ind that all Adam and Eve did was to
take down their illusions and lind out
-
That they were paper and paint and
EzWax?"
n The widow nodded.
Yes" she agreed; and that's what
always happens at the end OF the hon.
ymoon. The moment the holiday Of
ove is over married people begin tear
zg down the trimmings on the tree OF