The Winslow mail., 1912-11-30

was the only correct appraisal Of the
/ situation.
Nhey sat on the sand during the.
ions forenoons under the shade of the
big umbrella listening TO the melan-
! eholy monotone of the sea and chuck
,ngs sand into each others shoes
They paraded along the seas verge
under the same old, big old moon of
Ill the ages.
He didn't whisper anything to her
about the state Of his feelings Yet
he couldn't help but glance at her with
a heap of wistfulness as the two
weeks vacation drew to a close, and
once or twice he fancied that she re-
turned the wistful gaze -
But he wasn't going to take the
chance of making the bad break of de-
claring himself unless he knew posi-
lively that he had at least a little bit
Of one in hundred chance.
So after the most delirious two
York the most miserable hardware
clerk on the face Of the inhabitable
globe.
When he had parted from the girl
n shadowy corner of the hotel piaz-
"a on the night before his departure
he had been sorely tempted to tell her
things. He refrained, however, by
gigantic effort, although he did pick
long golden hair from the lapel of
his, blue serge coat when he got to his
room at that.
She invited him upon parting to be
sure to call upon her in New York
IN the autumn, and he told her that
he sure would, and
But just a moment, please
Now, If this were one of those hi
arious, made to order yarns there's
not a doubt in life that the average
reader would get whole lot more
good out of it.
But it isn't one of those things On
The contrary, it's a strictly veracious
narrative.
The professional funny men would
have the world believe that young
folks who meet each other at the sea-
shore never by the remostest chance
ever think of keeping up the acquaint-
ance made down by the seas verge
when they get back home, and that
such seashOre affairs never, never on
earth result in anything worth men
tioning.
But they do.
They result, as a matter of fact, in
heap of marriages.
The professional screech ,evoker
would wind up the story in this man.
ner:
He'd have the girl drop into the
hardware store some gray day of the
following October to look at pair Of
roller skates or to examine some and
irons for the hall fireplace at her rich
home, and she'd come face to face with
the young hardware clerk, upon whose
blue serge lapel she'd left couple,
If not more, of her golden hairs at the
seashore few months before. ~;
The jokesmith would have the young
clerk start with an expression of acute
pleasure to greet the young. woman,
addressing her with the phrase, ooh,
Miss Gotgilt, how exeeedia diaglgs&W
you look! And don't you, recall our
jolly times at the seashore little
while ago?" And then the young wom-
an would "draw herself up to her full
height" in a most freezing manner and
address him as If he were lightning
bug or German carp, asking him to
be good enough to show her a coal
scuttle, and that would be the windup
of %hn m
the usual view of it.
This. however, is different, for real
life doesn't trot to pole with the joke
smiths gage
Consequently, as a simple matter OF
fact, when this young woman returned
to New York the hardware clerk called
upon her at her folks handsome home
almost Immediately, and he got a
mighty pleasant reception from her,
and she looked mighty glad to see him.
She introduced him to her father
and mother and he made prompt hit
with both of the old folks by his frank
and on the level manner. They may
and probably did have all sorts of
other ideas for the girl, but when she
told them, few months after the
young hardware clerk had called, that |
he'd asked her to marry him and that
she'd fixed the date for the following |
June--the June of 1908-they accepted |
the situation as it was framed up, and |
the marriage came off exactly as per
program. -,
It's prosaic sort of finish and all |
like that. maybe, but facts are:facts
and not fancfes, and SO the prosaic |
windup really can't be helped a bit.
Holes In Ships and Compressed Air.