Kingsbury County independent. (DeSmet, Kingsbury County, S.D.) 1894-1929, 1909-01-29
BY AID OF A SENT.
MENTAL SALAD.

bCiOuS VI uiS dttIdCtlfc dPPSoi"hSSt
gazed round patronizingly at the 9TH
er plates which covered the table. His
salad leaves were so c~oquettishly curl
ed. revealing such appetizing morsels
OF brilliant red lobster-no wonder he
gave himself airs!
Il certainly put everything else In
the shade" he s~oliloquized; o table
Is by far the prettiest. | hope the
beautiful duchess my dresser mention
ed will sit here; I shall claim ac-
quaintanceship with her pearls. Dear
me, what's THAR" He trembled with
annoyance looking up angrily, for a
rose petal had come iuttering down
from the bouquet above, and actually
lay In the midst of his salad leaves.
Since | am not a sweet dish, and
you are not crystallized," he remark
ed, cutti ly, this is not your place"
Il am SO sorry" answered a sweet
voice, but | only wanted TO have a
little talk. / think you look nicer than
any cf the other things. They've real
ly made you splendidly."
"Fur." said Lobster Salad, some
what Modified; you certainly have
good { ste, Mine is known TO be ex-
"%ellrnt. 50 since you shade ~harmonizes
exquisite v I'll my complexion, | will
call your N rusion 'bangout. Do you
ereak FIR nch?"
NY g eat-grest-grsndmother bloom
ed dGrin the empire, and | am called
'Fleur Damon after her" was the
reply; they said my buds were so
be~uti'ul that | must adorn the supper
table. Eow good of them TO place us
toeet1er.'
You and | are sure 70 attract the
incest couple remarked Sir Lobster,
rende ell almost afable by the re-
marks IF fis charming companion.
The Spoon tells me that some things
get so 'e7tinentaL Dear! How hap
by feel"
J. ady Bouquet blushed a deeper red
ard leaned over until a rosebud al.
most touched Sir Lobster Salads crys-
tai howl.
How I wish the sun and those
rerky little showers could see me-"
she murmured, opening out her petals
to best adv-n .e.
Look" whispered lobster Salad.
exc;tedly. as a couple entered the sup
rer room, isn't she beautiful? I'm
sure it's the duchess"
No" answered the flowers, they
cane into the garden yesterday and
he went away so sad l nearly shed a
petal. He's in love with her, pretends
be isn't, snd thinks il self-sacriicing
not TO tell her"
Dear me!"-Lobster Salad became
quite sympathetic. cant anything be
done?"
"Hist!'-as the two sat down in
front of them-"we'll hear what he
says"
you know, Lii" continued the
young man, "Pm of tomorrow. SO it's
good by. Fancy l may never see you
again, and l haven't even got you a
souvenir of our jolly times together
Lii" taking the bouquet u of the
silver vase in front of him, they're
not even mine, but"-in rather a
husky voice-'it's my farewell pres.
emit" He turned away as the girl
pressed them to her lips. and together
they moved back to the ball room.
Lady Bouquet" erie Lobster Sal
id despairingly-but there was no an.
swer from the empty vase. so" he
continued, settling himself heavily in
his dish, hes going TO leave her be-
hind, is he? Not If | know it,"
Such a fresh morning and every one
In led except a solitary-looking little
figure pacing up and down in the gar
roses.
Hello. LII suddenly cried a voice
which tried to sound CHEEKY, you up
so early?" The girl started.
Dave! l thought you'd gone hours
ago"
Fact is, I couldn't. Never felt so
III in my life. / believe that lobster |
salad did 1t. Shouldn't have been here
else, so I'm jolly glad-Lil." seizing
her hands-''are those the roses I
gave you last night? Have you really
cared to keep them? thought you
didn't care and | wanted to tell you
20 often. but somehow / never realiz-
ed you'd listen until now. Dear, did
you keep them because | gave them,
and will you keep me, tooy"
Since you're so peremptory." she
replied, hiding her face in the bouquet, |
81 kept them-because ! love them.
and I'll keep o for the same reason"
John S. Dugdale.