Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1910-02-17
HAPPY BACHELOR He
MAD GOT ALONG WITHOUT IN.
0PIRATIoN or ARAMlNTA
Ambitious Girl Sent Him Out Into the
World to Make Fame and For
tune, and He Had Never
Returned.

The big man In the blue flannel suit
and with the expressionless face, and
the pale but evidently well-fed man
with the faraway look in his eyes
came in in together. The big man in
blue placed a chair in one corner for
the pale man and sat down beside him
IN another, says dispatch from Gosh
en-, N, Y, to the New York Sun. The
pale man regarded his companion a
moment with his faraway gaze and
then said:
"A comfortable and contented bache-
Tor I; and / say to myself now, as l
have said any time these years past.
Luck to you, Braxton Bump, old boy!
and may you ever be the same! Self.
ish? Oh, l don't know! Not when
you come to think about it!'"
The man in the blue suit nodded
and said he guessed maybe that
was 90.
1907" said the other. 80? oh,
yes! So! To be sure 1t is! I am de-
lighted to meet you again, Araminta,
said I. oh, thank you, Mr.. Bump!'
said she. Mr.. Bump! Ha! saw then
that she did not seem altogether
pleased. She was poor. So was l. I
had thought this ought to serve to
make things about equal between us,
and I told her right there and then
that loved her and / asked her to be
mine.
81 am young said she, and Just
from school. / haven't forgotten what
l wrote as valedictorian of our class.
I'VE must act now to make our i'm
press on the future and have the fu-
at our feet. Now is the time to grasp
opportunity. If we falter now the sui
len sound Of the dark waters Of fate
will be In our ears forever, rushing us
whithersoever they will, and we help
less to stay them" That is what l
wrote she said. so you see, Brax-
ton, Aha! Braxton! SO you see, Brax-
ton, how full Of feeling I am in the
matter. do not say that l do not
love you, but my husband must be a
man who has made name and fame;
a man who can elevate me, and whom
! can lift even higher by the force Of
my overpowering ambition and in
tense yearning and striving after the
barely attainable. Will you win name
and fame, Braxton?
For you. dear, will"' said L"
The man with faraway look paused
and turned 1t on the man in the blue
outfit as II wondering where he had
seen him before. The man in blue
nodded again and said:
THAT was fine"
The pale man seemed to think II
over a while, and then said:
"'oh. yes, for you, dear one, will!
A l left the old village that memoir
able day the sallow young fellow who
owned the little grocery on the corner
was getting ready for the days bust
ness.
what a dreary, hopeless prospect
in life is his, unused. SO many cab
bages or potatoes, SO many pounds OF
sugar OOneCJ YEA uohJ uOhAI OuI uoy
after day. Sleep, eat, awaken. Moth
ing to round out future such as mine
is to be. No rich, incompatible prize
to be won. Poor grocer! Happy, hap
by |. And now"
. The man with the faraway look
rubbed his hands together between
his knees glesfuIly, chuckled and said:
Comfortable and contented bache'
Tor 1; and l say to myself now as I've
said-and that poor, poor grocer! Two
years. Money had come to me at last
and fame. Long and eagerly had
sought them. Then that stroke Of
Genius-that work of mine, Either
Something Somewhere, Sometime, OF
Marlborough both. The senseless
many said, What does it meanT The
intellectual few exclaimed: 1t is Of
the problem problenlatical. It lie q
daring Of the most unacountable Of
the Understandable. 1t is a challenge
to the Whosoever, the Whatsoever
the Whatsoever. 1t is anything, ev
erything. nothing. 1t is genius. It Ii
great"