Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1912-11-01
PUT TO MONEY TEST
BY CAROLINE kRAuSE.

Young Stacey walked into the par
lor after the manner of one who had
frequently been there before, deposit
ed his box of candy on the table, snap.
ped his fingers at the pet dog, smiled
beamingly on Miss Becker and sat
down.
"Eugenia," he said, ''if / had one
million dollars would you marry me?"
The young woman looked startled,
but recovered herself. You haven't
it," she said, as though that settled
the case.
Stranger things have happened"
declared young Stacey. "Other men
have had unknown uncles die in Aus
tralia or Alaska and leave them vast
wealth. Why am | different from 9TH
err men? Why should you deny me
an unknown uncle?"
Jimmy Stacey" exclaimed the
young woman, doubtfully. Have you
really-did you-have you honestly
got an unknown uncle"
Il don't see why l shouldn't have"
said young Stacey in an injured tone
Il don't see why you shouldn't think
it would be so remarkable. 1t doesn't
take any particular amount of brains
to have relatives That isn't what I'm
interested in, though. What l want to
know is whether you'd marry me If
had fortune left me-"
"The ideal"
well, would you? The last time
you declined my heart and hand it
was on the score that we couldn't live
on my salary. If had a million
now"
"Of course" said Miss Becker, at
would make difference"
"Eugenia!" young Stacey cried
''That you should be mercenary and
what is worse-openly glory in 1t!
What are girls coming to nowadays?
Men used to be loved for themselves
alone, but now fellow has to sign
and swear to an agreement to provide
so many tailor suits and party dresses
and so much pocket money before
they will even consent to place him
ia ZIG waiting IISti LhOubnL you
were different"
''I'm not mercenary" insisted the
young woman Il just have common
sense. I'm not going to starve to
| death with any man, and have him
hate me because l can't greet him at
dinner time with smile and mani
cured hands and dress-up dress!
Men are so inconsistent, you know!
They have a lurking idea that any
woman who is truly feminine should
be able to scrub the kitchen floor,
cook dinner over hot stove, answer
the bell and the phone and polish the
silver all at once, and yet greet her
husband at the front door looking as
though she was on her way to an ex-
tremely fashionable afternoon teal"
eff you cared about me-" said
young Stacey, grimly, you wouldn't
feel that way"
That's all you know about it," re-
clared Miss Becker. mo, you sit right
over there where you are! Now, tell
me, honestly-have you inherited a
million?"
would you marry me if had?"
81 might as well be honest" sighed
Miss Becker would Only /
wouldn't, because you'd say that l was
mercenary."
"You would be, too" insisted young
Stacey, in an injured tone. "But I'd
take you!"
Men certainly are foolish" unused
the young woman. Il do Hike you,
Jimmy. I'm sorry that you unknown
uncle hasn't died"
How unfeeling!" commented young
Stacey. 1--WE no doubt he enjoyed
life just as much as we do. Eugenia,
I'm awfully unhappy because you
won't say yes. don't blame you for
! turning me down ON that salary
knew I'd no business to ask you, but
I couldn't help it. don't want you
to marry me because have a million,
but because you love me-"
"But you haven't got million!"
cried Miss Becker In an exasperated
tone, the more intense because she
was on the verge Of tears. ut isn't
| fair to"
'Eugenia," said young Stacey, com
ing close to her, "I admit that have
MT million. My unknown uncles are
wretchedly healthy-they never die.
When they do the town authorities u.s.
ually trace me and send me the bill
for funeral expenses. But I've had a
jump in salary at the Office. I'm head
of the department now Do you think
we'd starve on twenty a week?"
Jimmy" said Miss Becker from his
coat collar somehow l don't care a
bit that it isn't million! I'm SO fool.
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