The Leon reporter. (Leon, Iowa) 1887-1930, 1912-01-11

Waiitres!

Sanford, if you care nothing fol
cards, don't want to smoke, and take
fifteen minutes to brush your hair
you must be in love- said Eugene
taking a long puff at his cigar.
you've diagnosed my case exact
ly, old boy"
who is she? The daughter of
some millionaire, I presume. If the
girl has money it will come in handy
and will only make you love her the
more, not less"
"Is a waitress usually hampered
with a superabundance Of wealth
All the gold this girl possesses is In
the color of her hair
"A waitress! Are you stark, star.
ing mad? Do you contemplate intro
ducing a waitress as future member
of your aristocratic family? You
didn't have to wait so long to get
married for that Where did you
meet herr" asked Norton all in one
breath.
II haven't met her, but no young
lady of my acquaintance has had the
power to entrance me the way that
little girl with her big luminous eyes,
her perfect little figure, and her lily
white hands has. The others it was
easy to forget as soon as they were
out of sight, but-with this one it's
different" he sighed.
| ,1, Il,
Morton gave a stag dinner last
Thursday and she helped serve the
guests. But saw her once before, on
the train when she came to the city.
Though she was dressed simply, I
never dreamt for second that she
worked for her living. Tried to get
flirtatious with her, but she's not that
kind. Imagine my stupendous amaze
ment when she entered the dining
room carrying a big soup toureen."
Maybe another glimpse Of your
waitress will cure you Of this mad
infatuation. Perhaps she talks with
an Irish accent. I'm going up to the
Mortons tonight. Want to come
along?"
Surely. AS soon as I arrive I'll
request glass of water. Perhaps
she'll bring it in"
That evening when Sanford and
Eugene entered the drawing room of
Morton's apartment, Mrs. Morton
greeted them cordially, saying Il
want you to meet my sister, Geral-
dine
Your sister, stammered Sanford
as he looked adnliringly at the girl in
a shimmering peach-colored satin
dress.
probably you recognize our wait
ress Of the other night" explained
the hostess. "Our maid left suddenly
and as none of the guests knew Ger
a!dine, she thought it would be a good
joke to act as her substitute"
but it wasn't as much sport as I
laughed the girl II split
the soup over my dress and burnt my
hand, gave the host the largest in
stead of the smallest portion, when I
had been instructed differently, and
shattered the best platter into thou
sand pieces. But" she added, zone
gentleman tipped me generously, and
I'm always going to keep that money
as souvenir.
do you remember ever seeing me
BEFORE" asked Sanford. Il was seat
ed in back of you on the train and
offered to carry your suitcase
THAT was one of the reasons I
begged to help serve the dinner" an
swered Geraldine, candidly, for I
overheard you remark, 'Beastly bore,
must go to Mortons dinner Thursday
night"
Sanford made an attempt to apollo
gize for his unintentional offense,
though all the time he was thanking
his stars at being able to converse
with the girl he adored"
did I exaggerate any of her
charms?" he remarked to his friend
on their way home, after they had
spent delightful evening. '1'm 60
ing to try and win that girl. Not
only is she beautiful, we'll educated,
and sings like bird, but she comes
from one of the first families in the
south. Did you ever know one girl
to possess so many good qualities"
And besides ALL" said Norton Gym
ically, "she's the daughter of a mil
lionaire and not poor waitress"
THAT wouldn't have made a parti>
Gle of difference if l loved the GIRL"
demurred Sanford.
Il wonder if it wouldn't have" an
SWered Enpeno