The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1909-07-30
ATypeof Love
BY F. Harris Deans

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murmured, flattered. But &.
why?"
You needn't look so conceited I'm
only asking you because you happen
to be a man."
"A happy accident" said. well
pleased.
IT'S really a simple question" she
informed me. "Of course, know
what you'll say"
Then, why ask me?" / said, mildly.
ooh, well all men have the
same taste. Otherwise, why do you
all go to the same theater?"
you argue very logically" I said
admiringly.
Women can always argue better
than men," she affirmed, boastfully.
Yes" | assented cravenly.
Still what is your opinion?"
"Of what?"
Mrs. Wyvern gave despairing sigh.
What we've been talking about, of
course. You are dull to-day. believe
it's the weather"
ITS good of you to put 1t down to
that" | said, gratefully.
What's he been doing wrong now"
demanded a voice from behind. Il
can see you've been lecturing him,
Mrs. Wyvern."
she's my good angel Miss Pres
cott," said l. Wouldn't you rather
have my seat? She tells me all my
faults; that's why we've always so
much to talk about"
I've been trying to get him to use
his brains" cried Mrs. Wyvern, and
he won't"
What is t." questioned Miss Pres
colt, with the air of one in quest Of
knowledge, "obstinacy, or ?"
Here, I say" | pleaded in alarm,
mot two of you!"
BE quiet" commanded Mrs wy
vern.
81 want him to tell us what sort Of
woman he likes best, and he won't"
ooh, do" cried Miss Prescott, her
eyes dancing; "it would be so inter
esting."
Really" protested, I'm no Paris.
| am forced to like the women who
like me-"
Don't you believe him, Elsie" cried
Mrs. Wyvern. IF it was true he
would have"
"What?" I interrupted defantly.
Never mind; but you'll be sorry
some day. When you get old, and fat,
and bald"
You're remarkably bad-tempered to-
day, Mrs. Wyvern," I protested; II
never heard before of marriage as
either an anti-fat, or hair-restorer,
or"
Don't be silly 7 meant you'd wish
you had married before it was too
late. However, you needn't tell me if
sort of girl you like"
DO split" cried Miss Prescott.
you don't" I denied quickly, be
cause one doesn't generalize on such
a subject. One may admire a certain
type in the abstract, but then one
nevertheless one is a poet with liv-
ing to get-loves in the abstract"
81 suppose not" agreed Mrs Wy
vern. who really-with all charity
ought 10 know
But surely" murmured Miss Pres
colt we're not discussing love; isn't
it the type a man likes?"
Likes" I cried, scornfully; "a pla-
tonic term for love"
Mrs Wyvern chuckled
Man." I went on, making the most
of my opportunity, "is a creature of
moods"
My listeners exchanged glances of
wondering admiration.
You're very clever" said Mrs Wy
vern
"A lovable woman is not one of
type" | went on, much encouraged by
this appreciation, but the one who
combines the most qualities Of the
various types A good partner at ten
mis- is all very well, but one doesn't
marry her if she's no hand at any
thing else In business it's the spe-
cialist who is in most demand, but in
marriage it's the all-round person.
That's where so many men come
cropper. They go out in a canoe with
a girl who has specialized in the bust
ness, and come back engaged And so
he gets fed on cold mutton, and she
loses his money at bridge"
| paused after this little harangue,
and looked at Mrs. Wyvern suspicious
ly She withdrew her hand from in
front of her mouth in some confusion.
Immediately afterwards she found,
OF said, she was wanted in the house.
Miss Prescott and ! sat in silence
for a moment.
80" she said at length, glancing at
me from beneath her eye-lashest $50
you don't admire any type of woman"
NO" I agreed, ~ prefer the girl
without a label"
What paragon she must be! I
should just love TO see her"
took my cigarette-case from my
pocket and handed II to her
Thanks, no" she said.
Then she glanced at the polished
surface, and vivid blush spread over
I her face.
ooh" she cried comprehendingly.
And then, perhaps fortunately, Mrs.