Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1909-03-03
Her GENTLE
HINTS
1T Took Him a Long
~ Flme' to Got Vice.

| nat anu TlSlnB W HIS lSSA III Itauy'
She put her black caracul coat On
one chair, her ermine boa on another,
her vanity bag ON third and herself
On fourth.
Come" she said, IN let you but
ton my gloves"
And as John comes awkwardly for
ward and starts on his appointed
task, let us carefully consider this
| matter of buttoning lady's gloves,
| In the first place, she was seated and
John was bending over her, da Gef-
Gus position and most naturally to be
| relieved by kneeling on the floor at
| her feet or sitting on the arm of her
| chair. Then again, as everyone knows,
it is not the easiest thing in the world
| TO button a black button on a pair of
| black gloves at right, and John had
to bend over further and further while
she gave him tender little glances
from time to time as though to en-
courage him and to see that he was
not growing discontetnted with his
work. Further and further he bent
over, and more and more tender grew
her glances until at last he drew
full breath and said:
"There,"
How nice you did it," she whis-
pered. Il don't know how to thank
you!"
"Oh, that's all right" he said.
And turning to her impedimenta he
added:
Shall / help you with your coat?"
Il wish you'd do something else for
me first" she bashfqlly said. do
you mind, John?'
What is it?" he asked first.
81 Think don't know, but l think
that one of the buttons on the back
of my waist has come undone. Do you
mind, John?"
And as she turns around and re-
signs herself to him with a pretty lit
tie air of helplessness, let us give
modicum of thought to this somewhat,
intricate subject as we'll In the first
place every time he nearly had the
button where he wanted it, she drew
her shoulders forward a bit and he
had to start all over again. 1t was an
exceptionally pretty waist; a gold and
amethyst chain hung over the back of
her shoulders; string of pearls en-
circled her throat and ended in lit
tie clasp at the back the riot of her
back hair was partly confined by
knubbly tortoise shell ornament, and
around in an ecstacy whenever they
had a chance. Then, again, she kept
turning around to see how he was pro
crossing and glancing at him over her
shoulder, and turning back quickly
when she caught his eve, and putting
her head on one side and looking coy.
All, very, very coy she looked, and
especially so when he muEnured:
That's it,"
But her only response was to put
her head little further on one side
and to look coyer than ever.
IT'S buttoned" he said.
"Tee-hee!" she giggled. "Tee-hee-
hee!
Now you can help with my coat!"
And as he helps her with her coat
let us take thought together and re-
fleet upon this phase of the question,
too. Helping a girl with her coat can
be divided into three stanzas: holding.
tucking in the sleeves, adjusting. So
in the first place, John held it, but it
was in vain that she tried to find the
sleeves and at last John had to take
her hands and guide them into their
places. Next, she turned around, pink
and rosy, so that John could tuck in
the sleeves of the waist Very pink
was her face, and very rosy, and very
close to Johns, but John only blinked
his eyes and when it came to the third
stanza he refused to sing at all and
left her to adjust the coat herself,
smoothing it over the shoulders and
pressing 1t in at the waist as though
she liked to do it herself and wouldn't
let John do it, even if he went down
on his knees and asked her with tears
in his eyes.
And now my boa," she smiled.
He slung it around her neck in a
sheepish manner but it seemed to her
Just possible-just barely possible
that his finger touched her clxmsily
under her chin; suspicion that was
confirmed by the brick-red tints- of
John as he picked up his hat again.
Now I'll turn the gas out"
And down-down-down went the
gas to the nearest point of light,
where it remained for a good 80 sec
onds and then suddenly turned up
again.
"Oh. there you are!" she cried.
why, where did you think l was?"
asked John, from the doorway.
Never you mind" she exclaimed
and own-down-down went the gas,
cnly to flare up again aftsr an inter
raj
Il thought heard you tiptoeing
ever here" she accused him.
mo, no." said John. Il was right
.here al the time"
So for the third time she doused the
i'm and her expectancy was at last
.ewarded by the tumult of Johns shy
-oproach. Yet, although his first tip