The Canon City record with which is consolidated the Canon City cannon., 1913-04-17

ticed them 70 death before he propos-
ed to her. They were married the day
after New Years and she lost lots Of
good friends because she didn't give
them more time to talk about it.
don't intend to run any risk OF
losing my friends that way and want
them to have all the good time they
can get out OF II. I'm going to serve
out mint juleps Of excitement until
the dear old place IL running a. II
did when It was two-year-old. Why
get mad when people are interested
In youf. It's q compliment after all
and just gives them more to think
about. I remembered the two trunks
across the hall and hugged my knees
up under my chin with pleasure at
the thought OF the town-talk they con-
tained.
Then Just as had got the first plan
well-going and was deciding whether
to wear the mauve meteor or the
white chiffon with the rosebud en-
broidery as first juiep for my
friends. a sweetness came In through |
my window that took my breath away
and I lay still with my hand over my
heart and listened II was Billy sing |
Ing right under my window. and I've
never heard him do 1t before In all
his five years. II was the dearest oi5-i
fashioned tune ever written and Billy
sang the words as distinctly as II
he had been a boy chorister doing
difficult recitative. Ny heart beat 50
1t shook the lace on my breast like
breeze from heaven - he took the
high note and then let 1t 20 on the
last few words.
IF you love me. Molly darling.
Let your answer be . kiss,"
A confused recollection OF having
heard the words and tune sung by my
mother when I was at the rseking age
myself brought the tears to my eyes
as ! few to the window ana parted
~ curtains II you heard q little
boy-angel singing at your easement
you expect a cherabi. face
uptnrned with heaven-lights all over
Il. Billy's face was upturned ~ ne
heard me draw the shade. but it vas
strcaked like n Wild Indians with dee
orati.ns Of brown mud and he head =
long shiny nrh-worm on the end q .
stick while he wiped his other srimy
hand down the front OF his linen
blouse
Say. Molly. look at the snake iii
brunged you,- he exclaimed as 1el
came close under the sill. which 90
not high from the ground. III ysa
put your face down to the mud and
sing somethinE to EN- they'll come
Duten they holes. A doodle-bug coined
too. but couidp't ketch EN- both. Lin
me up and can put him In the water
glass on your table He held up onal
muddy paddle To me and promptly
! lifted him mp into my arms. From
embrace In which he and the worm
and I indniged my lace and dImlty
came out much the worse
THAT WAS n lovely song you sang
about Molly. darling. Billy" said.
Where did you hear it7-'
That's a good bug-song. Molly. and
bet I can git lizard with It. too, IL
/ sing Il right low" lie began to
squlrm out OF my arms toward the
table and the glass.
who taught Il to you. suga--
sugar-sweet7~ ] persisted as I pour-
ed water In on the squirming worm
under his direction.
Nobody taught II to me. Doc sinrs
1t To me when Tilly. nurse. nor you
amt there to put me to bed lie don't
kne~ no good songs like ROLL IoR-
DON ROLL OR HOT TINES OR
TWINKLE. I 70 to sleep quick cause
he makes me feel tired with his slow