Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1907-03-05

en- aunt But, more generally. the
young woman becomes ESQ to speak,
aer own executioner, and-to mix met
aphors-lands her fish without assist
ance from any one.
Such was the damsel who, having
been assiduously wooed for some
years by one who gave her no oppor-
tunity of granting the boon he seemed
to covet, left his side one day when
they were out walking together, and
incontinently dived into a furniture
shop. Naturally, the young man in
qlired the object Of her visit.
"Oh, just ran in to choose the
dining room curtains" she replied,
sweetly.
ITO choose the curtains" he
echoed, turning pale as he spoke. DO
you mean that-that you are going to
be married?"
She nodded and smiled.
'But-but you cannot mean IT." he
calculated.
"Oh, yes
Then fell a long silence.
May I ask" stammered the young
man, when the happy event is to
take placer"
Il am not quite sure-the day isn't
fixed.''
Another long pause.
"You will tell me when you choose
the day?' he ventured.
why, of course" with a mild sur
prise. do you think the 10Th of
next month would suit you, George?"
A flood of light poured into the
young mans mind; and the silence
deepened. But it was the 29th of
next month all the same.
Another variety of marriage pro-
posals is the indirect. In these the
prospective bridegroom, for some I'M
discovered reason timid in the pres
ence of his fair one, has recourse to
some ingenious hint or innuendo to
make his meaning apparent. Perhaps
the uuaintest of all such expedients
hitherto recorded was that of the
Scotch lover who, in The course Of
a Sunday afternoons ramble, led his
divinity into the churchyard. Pausing
for a minute or two before a space
rallied in with handsome iron ratings
and adorned with numerous head
stones, he drew the attention of his
companion to the quiet beauty of the,
scene and the extensive prospect
which Nature had provided for the oc-
cupants of the cemetery, had they
been capable OF enjoying it. Turning
his gaze upon large marble cross,
and reading with illconcealed relish
the inscriptions underneath, he OBJ
served that the surname of the de-
ceased was the same as his own
"a cor folk lie here, JEAN" he
whispered to his blushing companion.
Would you like to lie here, too?"
The answer was not recorded, but
it is believed that the damsel recog-
nized that her too realistic lover had
the root of the matter in him and
consented to overlook the grim and
grizzly manner in his wooing.
Again, there have been proposals
which were, on the part of the per-
son chiefly concerned, wholly unin-
territorial. Valuable as a warming is
he tale of the young man, who took
a sea voyage for the benefit of his
health, and in the course of the voy-
age met his fate in an unprecedented
manner
Among the lady passengers was a
girl named Ethel, whom he knew,
but did not particularly revere. He
was aware that she was an egregious
little f1irt, and had no mind to be
caught in her snares. But she was
pretty and agreeable and he found it
impossible to abiure, from motives of
prudence, deck promenades on gold
en- afternoon or the delight of shar-
ing with her a secluded corner on
moonlight night. He was drifting
into danger, and he knew it, yet he did
rot know how he might guard against
the obvious conclusion of his philan-
derings.
AS last desperate resource he hit
upon the unworthy device of pre-
tending that he was consumed by a
passion for a fair unknown. Yes"
said this unprincipled young man, as
they sat up together one afternoon,
behind deckhouse. yes. have loved
her for years, though she does not
1now it. Her image is always with
me-always. She is the inspiration.
he lcdestar of my life
~Oh. how very, very interesting,"
was the eager response. 4 should so
like to see her photograph, You have
a photograph Of her, | am sure. Don't
deny it,"
1t was easier 20 own the soft i'm
9eachment than TO disprove it. and
he fair one whispered. You will let
me see it, won't you? Do" Then,
seeing that he hesitated Che had no
photograph to show, she added Il
thought you would have granted me
Just that one little favor." He could
only exclaim. "Tl fetch it at once,"
and rush below
Will you lend me your album for
4 moment, Mrs. Fortescue?" he asked
4 middle aged lady, a friend of
EtheTs. whom he met OPPORTUNITY on
he saloon stairs. She good natured-
" handed him the volume. Turning
over the leaves. he came upon the
photograph OF an actress dressed mn
as a Young Quakeress. This one will
do as well as any" he said to him
self. slipping it out of the album and
carrying il on deck.
There he exclaimed. as he placed
Il in her hand. There you see the
only girl I have ever loved or ever
could love-"
She gazed at the photoGfsph a mo-