The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1909-04-18
A ROMANCE.


I'm awfulIy hungry" sighed Miss
Costello, reaching for her paper par
eel of luncheon as the hand of the
office clock jumped from 1853 to II.
| I'm most starved, too" said Miss
| Weinberg, who sat on the high stool
next to Mis- Costello. She opened a
| lunchbOx which, with a slight effort
of the imagination, might have been
mistaken for a camera case.
Il was to a show last night" said
| Miss Costello, biting into a plump
sandwich. a bunch of US girls went
ir a crowd. Every one tok bag of
candy or a package o gum, and we
had a swell time"
show any good?" asked Miss Vein
berg.
1t wasn't so worse. I like vaude-
vuI better myself. I get kinder tired
| followin' one play a whole eVenin'.
| We sat up in the balcony, but the
'cous-tics are so good there you can
see just as well as you can down
stairs. I heard a fellow behind me
Sayin' how good the 'couSticS was
said he'd just as soon sit there as
down in front. OF course, We had the
op'ry glasses wnen we wanted to see
anything real good. AS for heaTin'-
landI I don't know what they are
talking about half the time when 1 do
hear en-
what was it about?" As she spoke
| Miss Weinberg wiped the juice of an
orange from her fingers with a piece
OF paper.
oh. bout a girl and a fellow and
another fellow" explained Miss Cos
teIlo. Say, who do you s'pose was
there sitting in a box? Tae boss, Mr.
Cafnheth Him and his wife and
daughter"
well. what do you know about
that?" exclaimed Miss Weinberg,
leaning forward with .'udden interest.
What did they Wear?'
The old lady had on an Alice blue
broadcloth and she looked like the
dimonds d drop OFF of her every time
she moved, she-had so many of EN- on
her" said Miss Costello Miss Cain
beth had on a white brOadclOth suit
one of these directory things, with a
coat all covered with embroidery, like
YOU see in the windows, and spring
hat-that new Wastebasket shape
with about a thousand white plumes
on it. 1t was a peach"
My" sighed Miss Weinberg, Amt
she lucky?"
She didn't look like she's havin'
! half as much fun as We was said
/ Miss Costello. An the old man look
/ ed like he wished he's sittin' at his
/ desk with his nose in a bunch of pa
| pers punclin' half a dozen buZzers at
/ once to make somebody get a move on.
/ 'SSI." went on Miss Costello, TAX
/ ing up a banana and beginning to peel
| it, I'd hate to have to live in the
| house with the old lady. I bet she's a
! terror. She sat there with her cnin
! kinder doubled up, leaning back in her
chair and hOldin' up her Op'ry glasses
stuck up on one o these long sticks
and lookin' at everybody like sac
wished she could get hold of EN- and
make EN- do sOmetnin' else besides
/ what they was dOin'. The old man
| couldn't hardly wait till the curtain
/ went down after the first act before
| he got up and went out of the box"
| Land" remarked Miss Weinberg
| her tone evincing d desire for more
particulars.
| He hadn't more-n got out of the
| box" related Miss Costello, when a
I young fellow comes in-nad on a dress
| suit and he was swell lOOkin'. Miss
Cainbeth looked like she was tick
| eIed 10 death. but the old lady acted
/ Ike she'd just ordered in basket o
! lemons. She shook hands with him
( like she's afraid he's goin' TO take her
hand of and run away with it"
sac must be the limit" said Miss
Weinberg
He didn't stay very long said Miss
Costello. but before he left he sal
| down in the old mans chair for few
minutes and talked 10 Miss Cainbeth
and after he'd gone she looked like
she's havin' some better time than she
| was before he come in ! bet they
got 4 case on each other and her ma 5
/ trying TO block the game. / hope
{ they'll up and eiope on her some OF
( these days and fool her
/ oh. wouldn't that be dandy.
/ breathed Miss Weinberg. dreamIly
stnMing AWAY her last cOOky. i Just