Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1910-06-03
sRebosa.. saws l. earnest. drawing

"Rebosa." says l. earnest. drawing
upon my display of knowledge con-
corning the feminine intuitions of rea-
o n "ain't there a young man in Pima
"a nice young man that you think a
heap Off"
Yep" said Rebosa. nodding her
pansies. ..Sure there is. What do you
think? Gracious!"
Does he like your l asks. How
does he stand in the matter?"
Crazy" says Rebosa. Ma has to
wet down the front steps to keep him
from sitting there all the time. But l
guess that1i be all over after tonight"
she winds up, with a sigh.
"Rebosa," says l. you don't really
experience any of this alteration called
love for old Mack. do your"
Lord. nor says the girl. shaking
her head. 81 think he's as dry as a
lava bed. The ideal"
"Who is this young man that you
like, RebosaT l inquiries.
Its Eddie Bayles." says she. HE
clerks In Crosby's grocery. But he
don't make but ~thirty-five a month.
Ella Noakes was wild about him
once"
he's going TO marry you at 6 o'clock
this evening"
THAT'S the time," says she. Its to
be at our house."
"Rebosa.' says l. ''listen to me. II
Eddie Bayles had a thousand dollars
cash-a thousand dollars, mind you,
would buy him a store of his own-if
you and Eddie had that much to ex-
cuse matrimony on. would you consent
to marry him this evening 1T 8
o'clock?"
The girl looks at me a minute, and |
can see these inaudible c%ogitations 60
ing on inside of her. as women will.
"a thousand dollars?" says she. "Of
course l would"
Come on" says /. well go and
see Eddie"
We went up to Crosby's store and
called Eddie outside. He looked to be
estimable and freckled, and he had
G-ttAiO dnd GNC IN hia0C w
proposition.
"At 8 O'clock" says he, "for a thou
sand dollars? Please don't wake me
up. Well, you are the rich uncle re-
tired from the spice business in India!
I'll buy out old Crosby and run the
store myself"
We went inside and got old man
Crosby apart and explained it. | wrote
my check for a thousand dollars and
handed It to him. If Eddie and Re-
bosa married each other at 8 he was
to turn the money , er to them.
And then l gave 'em my blessing and
went to wander In the wildwood for a
season. l sat on a log and made cogi-
tations on life and old age and the
zodiac and the ways of women and
all the disorder that goes with a life
time. ! passed myself congratulations
that l had probably saved my old
friend Mack from his attack of Indian
summer. l knew when he got well OF
it and shed his i~nfatuation and his
patent leather shoes he would feel
grateful. I ITO keep old Mack disin-
volved," thinks l, from relapses like
this is worth more than a thousand
dollars" And most of all / was glad
that I'd made a study of and
wasn't to be deceived any by their
means of conceit and evolution.
1t must have been half past 5 when
l got back home. | stepped in. and
there sat old Mack on the back of his
neck In his old clothes. with his blue
socks on the window and the History
of Civilization" propped up on his
knees.
"This don't look like getting ready
for a wedding at g." l says. to seem in
nocent.
"Oh," says Mack, reaching for his
tobacco. that was postponed back to
8 o'clock. They sent me a note saying
the hour had been changed. It's all
over now. What made you stay away
SO long, Andy?"
"You heard about the wedding?" l
asks.
II operated it." says he. II told you
I was justice of the peace. The preach
er is off east to visit his folks, and I'm