Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1908-09-17
BY AID OF A SENTI=
MENTAL SALAD.

The lobster salad, inwardly con-
scious Of his attractive appearance,
gazed round patronizingly at the 9th
err plates which covered the table His
salad leaves were SO coquettishly curl
ed, revealing such appetizing morsels
of brilliant red lobster-no wonder he
gave himself airs!
Il certainly put everything else in
the shade" he soli1oQuized; "our table
is by far the prettiest. | hope the
beautiful duchess my dresser mention
ed will sit here; | shall claim &C
quaintanceship with her pearls. Dear
me, what's that?" He trembled with
annoyance looking up angrily, for
rose petal had come duttering down
from the bouquet above, and actually
lay in the midst of his salad leaves.
"Since | am not a sweet dish, and
you are not crystallized," he remark
ed, cuttingly, this is not your place"
Il am so sorry" answered sweet
voice, "but I only wanted to have
little talk. l think you look nicer thar
any of the other things. They've real
ly made you splendidly."
"Hum," said Lobster Salad, some
what Modified; you certainly have
good taste Mine is known to be ex-
cellent, so since you shade harmOriZes
exquisitely with my complexion, will
call your intrusion 'bangout.' Do you
speak French"
MY Observation-Disclosures bloom
ed during the empire, and am called
'Fleur d'Amour,' after her." was the
reply; they said my buds were so
beautiful that | must adorn the supper
table How good of them to place us
together"
you and | are sure to attract the
incest couple" remarked Sir Lobster,
rendered almost affable by the re-
marks of his charming companion.
THE Spoon tells me that some things
get so sentimental. Dear! How hap
py I feel"
Lady Bouquet blushed deeper red
and leaned over until a rosebud al
most touched Sir Lobster Salads crys-
tai bowl.
How I wish the sun and those
perky little showers could see me"
she murmured, opening out her petals
to best advantage.
Look" whispered Lobster Salad,
excitedly, as a couple entered the sup.
per room, isn't she beautiful? I'm
sure it's the duchess"
NO" answered the flowers, "they
came into the garden yesterday and
he went away so sad 1 nearly shed a
petal He's in love with her. pretends
he isn't, and thinks it self-sacrificiEg
not to tell her.
Dear me!"-Lobster Salad became
quite sympathetic, cant anything be
done?"
"Hist!"-as the two sat down in
front Of them-"well hear what he
says"
"You know, Lii" continued the
young man, "I'm off tomorrow, so it's
good by. Fancy | may never see you
souvenir of our jolly times together
Liz (taking the bouquet out of the
silver vase in front of him, they're
not even mine, but'-in rather a
husky voice-''it's my farewell pres
ent" He turned away as the girl
pressed them to her lips, and together
they moved back to the ball room.
Lady Bouquet" cried Lobster Sal
ad despairingly-bu there was no an
swer from the empty vase. so" he
continued, settling himself heavily in
his dish, hes going to leave her be.
hind, is he? Not if know it,"
Such fresh morning and every one
in bed except solitary-looking little
figure pacing up and down in the gar
den, her head bent over some faded
roses
Hello, ILL., suddenly cried voice
which tried to sound CHEEKY, you up
so early?" The girl started.
Dave! I thought you'd gone hours
ago."
Fact is, I couldn't. Never felt so
| ill in my life. | believe that lobster
salad did it. Shouldn't have been here
else, so I'm jolly glad-Lil," selling
her hands-"are those the roses I
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