The herald. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1905-1953, 1913-03-13
WHAT MISS DAISY SAID
BY JANE BJORNSEN.

Mlnglett's voice was a deep bass
with a reverberant, booming quality
warranted to penetrate the din OF
street traffic, the racket of a boiler
shop or the turmoil of ten thousand
baseball enthusiasts all yelling at
would cleave its way through any OBJ,
stacle like bullet from a gun.
No matter how he lowered his voice,
its carrying power was unimpaired
However Minglett was blissfully un.
conscious of this popularity, which
was so strongly impressed upon
others by his thunderous bass.
Minglett is good looking and nc
girl is anything but proud TO be seen
with him. Still, ordinarily, 1t Is easier
to carry on a conversation If one does
not feel that half a dozen utterly I'M
known persons are breathlessly hang.
ing on ones next remark.
Daisy Larke, perhaps was the most
hardened to the embarrassments due
tc having Minglett for an escort, pos
sibly because nine times out OF ten
che was the girl he chose TO invite.
She herself had a voice which might
be described as little, pre- isely suit
ed to coy corners and condolences.
When they were out together their
conversation as heard by outsiders
was merely a mOnologue by Minglett,
for Daisy's voice couldn't be heard a
foot away Minglett when close by
her had to bend his head 10 hear her.
This gave him an appearance of great
devotion, well calculated to draw at
tention to them If his alarming voice
hadn't managed that
Because Minglett had such prodig-
ious voice ii was particularly embar-
RAISING TO Daisy that he should have
taken II into his head to propose to
her one night at the theater.
BE careful" Daisy warned him
nervously before the first act, when he
started in to tell her how lonely he
was. People can hear you!"
"They cannot" doomed Minglett,
Indignantly, for he still labored I'M
der the delusion that he could speak
softly if he chose. 81 am merely whis-
pering! Anyhow, If anyone wants to
listen to private conversation let EN-!
I'm not ashamed of what | am saying!
I've known you long time now, Dali
sy, and ] never knew before what 1t
was really to be head over heels"
The sixteen-year-old girl two rows
behind them gasped, ooh, my!" and
leaned forward interestedly.
PLEASED" protested Miss Larke.
"The curtains going up!"
Hang the curtain!" growled Ming
lett. "If you are trying to steer me
of. that's another thing, but II it's
Just nervousness I'm going to talk
right ahead. You do like me a little
don't your"
He bent his head to hear what she
was saying. The curtain was up, but
neither of them knew 1t.
"Of course" he said in a hoarse
humble. But you must have known
cared more than just ordinarily.
You must have seen 1t coming! You
must!"
Miss Larke fluttered her hands and
said something intensely.
"Well, you might just as we'll start
to caring" Minglett announced to her
and incidentally to every one around
him. Because it's down on the cards
that I'm going to marry you, Daisy!
You might as we'll say yes, first as
last!"
She talked to him and he wagged
his head, shifted his feet and hall
turned around in his seat.
"Since care so much for you and
you like me, there's no reason fol
delay to think 1t over! You can decide
this minute! Are you going to mar
ry me? Say yes!"
He listened again to Miss Larke.
"Oh, nonsense!" he said.
Now, Daisy" he said next.
you're all right" he confided II
her soon after. But your ideas ar,
wrong. Still. see the point. You'v,
got to tell mel"
Fifteen minutes later, during the in
PERMISSION, when Minglett was buy
ing a box Of candy in the lobby, h,
wan dppfOdCueu Wy u uiuiucuI YUM
who gulped twice and swallowe,
hard In an effort to open a converse
ton.
well, SOM" Minglett's big voic
doomed forth.
Il beg your pardon, sir" stammere
the difident youth. "Pm sure l don
know how you'll take it-but the fac
Is that the young lady I'm with thi
evening won't give me any peace ii
find out something she's crazy I
know. Did-er-did Daisy say yes Q
didn't she? We've sat two row
back, you know, and-an-"
Its none Of your confounded bus
ness!" beloved Minglett, cheerful,
But, between you and me, she did!
Two Essentials.
The essential things which distil
guish one individual from anotha