Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1911-08-24
THE RISKS
HE RAN

Ab tno young man AT Ine WrltlnH
desk began on his second sheet Of
paper In an distracted sort Of way
the two other young men who had
distributed themselves between the
couch and the wicker chair nodded
gravely at each other.
WELL" said the one in the chair
with q loud sigh, III he will do It he
will, suppose, and there's no stop
ping him! Dick always was stub
born!"
YES" said the one on the couch
I'VE might rs we'll close our eyes on
the sad sight and try to forget It, be-
cause worrying will do no good. Still
It's hard to see him running these
terrible risks. Dickie, Dickie, pause
in time!"
What's the matter with you fell
lows?" mumbled the one at the desk
without stopping his busy pen.
Nothing Is the matter with us!"
replied the young man in the wicker
chair with great dignity. Every one
In the world isn't selfish. Occasion.
ally Bill and / devote some time to
thinking about others. Just now you
are on our minds. We wish you
wouldn't, Dickie!"
Wouldn't what?" snapped the one
at the desk, glancing up In an an.
noyed way.
They simply shook their heads at
him and did not answer.
When the young man at the desk
again was hard at work the young
man on the couch spoke up. They
never consider Low It will sound in
court" he said, plaintively. They
go splashing their inmost thoughts all
over sheet of paper and inventing
new pet names for the only girl on
earth without stopping to remember
that In five years she'll be miles be.
hind them In their forward rush. But
she'll not forget! She'll have all those
poetic epistles tied up with pink rib.
bon ready to hand over to her lawyer
and she'll have ON a becoming dress
and a flower hat and she'll make
pathetic eyes at the jury whenever
she isn't weeping bitterly over the
perfidy Of her false lover. So the jury
will arise as one sympathetic man
and"
Jaw, cut It Quit" growled the man
at the writing desk. Il can't Think"
You don't need to think, believe
met" responded the young man in the
wicker chair. THE less you think
the better. for when the letters are
produced in court maybe you can
make plea of insanity stick.
Write sort Of wild and rambling
Dickie. That's your only salvation!
The girl will like what you say all
the better, because she will think you
are intoxicated with love for her.
Later on the Judge will say, Poor, de-
mented mani and let you OF with q
warning to your family to look after
you.
Think, Dickie, how dreadful It will
be after you have achieved side
whiskers and q reputation to have q
bunch Of those letters come out on
the front pages Of the newspapers
where all your nelghbors can enjoy
them with their breakfast coffee!
You'll feel so comfortable sprinting
down the street for your car knowing
that people are watching you from
behind their parlor window curtains
and saying. How could It be possible?
Such a nice man and with such love
ly whiskers!"
And it really isn't necessary" de
clared the man on the couch. when
you feel that way and find yourself
looking for pen and paper just go and
take cold shower bath. That will
help. If 1t does not get you into Q
sufficiently sensible frame of mind,
put little cracked Ice on your fore
head.
Il knew a man once who persisted
in writing to a girl and what do you
think happened to him? She married
him! Yes, sir, that's what she did!
Took him in the bloom Of his youth
and tied him up for life. Writing
those superheated letters sort Of
him into thinking he really
felt the way he said he felt OF
course, the infatuation wore on and
then consider his awful state Of
mind!"
Il wouldn't be as funny as you two
think you are for anything!" broke
out the badgered one at the desk. |
"0f course you wouldn't II you could
help II, sDickie," soothed the young
man in the chair. But you are! ANY
young man writing love letter Is toe
far gone to control himself without
good advice. Fortunately, we are here
to advise you. Say-hes beginning a
second letter! Great heavens! Is he
as bad as that? Writing 'em whole.
sale to a lot Of foolish girls who trust
him? Oh, say, I'd stick up for him
In court II he was Just plain foolish