Middletown transcript., 1908-02-15
LOVE FINDS THE WAY
BY MARY MOORE

Teddy Green proposed for her
five minutes after the first intro.
duction, was refused, and has
never since been heard Of. Jack
Sharp, the wears son, enlisted
as q private soldier, to the IN
speakable grief Of his parents,
because Mabel had expressed a
liking for an officer. Ephraim
Jones, fathers, friend a tedious,
proyerbial bachelor of fifty. tfull
OF wise saws and modern in
stances, forgot himself so far
as to present Mabel with some
verses of a most amatory nature,
and was observed to have had
q most suspicious liking for walk
ing By moonlight for some time
after. The number of healthy
appetites she ruined the many
sieepiess nights she caused, are
beyond my calculation; yet sup.
pose the world has never seen a
conqueror more careless of con.
quests than my cousin Mable. ]
often wondered thai in lighting
so many flames in the hearts OF
others she never burnt her own
fingers. I began to think the old
saying, that Everybody has been
in love once in their lives" an
utter mistake, and that Mabel
bore a charmed life," for here
January's last days drew nigh
and, her laugh was as merry, her
dimples as pretty and her eyes
brighter than ever.
Come, come, this won't do,
Mabel, said my father it is
positively unfairHere have | dis.
played the finest assortment Of
goods, with every wish to please,
and you are going to leave me
without making d choice. II
you are as fastidious over your
ribbons as your lovers pity the
shopman.
Liberty for me:
No man, s wife I'll be.
sang Mabel, and We all gave her
up as incorrigible.
n
Can you write good feigned
hand said Fred Pratt, entering
the library where I was sitting
alone. indulging in what Mr..
Weller calls "a referee. +" Not
that I'm aware of, said 1. Because
if you can, continued Fred, just
direct this envelope and he put
down bulky looking letter on
the table, I've been trying a new
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kind Of penmanship the whole
morning, but don't think it will
do-and he showed me several
hero glyphical specimens. If
you had q Chinese or Egyptian
postman, 1t might, said !. exam.
ining them. But what do you
want to feign your hand for? !
hope you would not be guilty Of
SO mean an action as writing an
anonymous letter; remember, the
man who can write an anonymous
letter only lacks the bad courage
RI
to grasp an assassin's knife.
It-it--it's only a Valentine,
stanmered Fred; to-morrow's
Valentines Day.
A valentine!
was never more surprised in
my life.
Fred was certainly the most
bashful man had ever met. Gold
smiths hero was bad enough,
but Fred was worse. Why, he
he could no more have behaved
as NARROW did to Miss Hardcas-
tie than he could have flown; and
yet here was Fred sending q val
entine! How he ever got his cour.
age up to the sticking point, is
still a mystery to me. And
who's the lady, Fred / inquired;
7 never observed you admired
any one in particular.
Mabel Grant, Of course, said
Fred, with cheeks in an alarming
~ apoplectic condition.
Mabel Grant, of course, said
Fred, Here was another snr-
prise.
Why, Fred, we all thought yop
disliked her; You never joined ia
praising her-never danced with
her seldom spoke to her; in fact
never caught the prevailing cpl
demic, as imagined at all.
! thought her far too beautiful
and good; and myself too mean
and unworthy ever to aspire to
her at first, said Fred, in a
ousky tone;but love her so much
now, must tell her all-or-or-
die; and he smote his forehead
after the manner of men his
condition.
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