Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-08-20


follow my lead because / was scared of
my life that between the fattery and
the fortune card she was going to turn
that summer suit right flop into his
hand. | whispered to her:
d" He wants you to pay for that wild
rose story but she just thought l was
jealous cause he hadn't paid no attention
to me except to kinder take note that |
was the chaperone
Don't you lend him any money on
no check | whispered as we walked
along, and not looking where | was 90
ing, down ! fell on loose plank or a
banana peel and my suspenders popped
and | lost my head. | grabbed at my
stockings and told them to 90 in and
get a table and | would come along. ]
rushed to a ladies' room and prayed to
all the saints in heaven he wouldn't get
her coin before got back.
When ] come up, the had already
ordered and Annals eyes were bullying
out with happiness. It's funny a green.
horn is so gladstone when she's lust
bought gold brick or lemon, but the
dinner was all o. X. The check come to
S4.55 and he tipped the waiter quar-.
ter which | thought had better 90 to
Anna, knowing she would need it most
before the week was out. 1t was mid.
night then, and he put us onto a trolley
but he never offered to see us home. Said
he lived in Brooklynl
Anna said he'd offered her a check
and she told him she couldn't oct il
cashed not knowing anybody to take heI
to bank. So he told her to meet him
on the corner of Twenty third street and
Sixth avenue on Tuesday evening and
says if he couldn't arrange to be there
on account of business engagements he
would send it during the day. She was
to go into MiXem's drug store and ask
the clerk on the left-hand side as YOU
60 out if Mr.. Smith had left an en-.
velope there for Miss McDougal, and
the clerk would then know that she was
the girl to hand the green to.
tuesday it was raining torrents. but
| went by for Anna. She was all logged
out In her Sunday clothes. | Just nearly
tainted. He sure had her fooled. Oh
course. | never expected to see tar
breeches again.
Anna McDougal,' l said, take of
that gray suit and put ON your ole
brown skirt Don't you know it's rain
ing little kittens outsider
Oh, | look horrid in brownl Nv
eyes are so blue and my hair is Sc
black!'
You know you are pretty enough tt
wear anything and you Just want to be
Joshed; besides, it might happen (yor
see | wanted to let her drop easyl ii
might happen you would have to weal
that gray all the fall and you know
it's last years already. / guess I'd save
it,
"'Oh, / guess he didn't give YOU
enough compliments she snapped, MAD
as could be.
u guess he gave you too many ]
thought, but | wasn't going to quarrel
with Anna McDougal for no tan breeches
with that sort Of a man in them.
We got up to Mixem's corner and
hung around. We had waited for about
twenty minutes when Anna gave iumr
and grabbed my arm.
- knew he'd come she said, almost
crying.
HE eome-and he went! He wasn't
| our tan fashion plate, and Anna begar
to get pale. At 10 o'clock we went il
to Mixem's and Anna asked clerk il
Mr.. Smith had left package for Anna
McDougal
Smith, he said. let me seeH
"He diyed under the counter and
brought mp package left by Mrs
Smith, to be called for by Mr.. Smith
1t was bottle of cough medicine.
1--WE went out again, and Anna be.
gan to cry for fair. A policeman had
been cycling us all evening and wher
he saw Anna cry he come up and want.
ed to know what was the matter. and
she blurted out the whole story though
i was so ashamed of being so easy ]
tried to close her face, but once Anna
McDougal's mouth gets going, it beats
an automobile for damage And an,
other policeman came up and he had
to hear it all again. Hist girls. here
comes old Creepy"
When the watchful matron of the
factory lunch room came in, Rosy and
the crowd were industriously washing
hands and pinning collars. Then the
gong struck and Rosy reared her pompa,
dour backwards, and announced in q
sibilant whisper:
The first polieeman's Annals steady .
the second is mine. He's the best look
ing. We're going to be hitched after
Easter"-Mary Nolan in Young's Maya.
zine.