The Washington herald., 1913-01-26

Young George Tellum went to dance
one night and met a palatable-looking
creature of Titania proportions, all done
I'D in pale blue After the dance was
over and he had jotted down her street
address he found that by walking two
blocks from where he lived and, by TAX
ing a car and transferring, he could
reach her domicile on a Sunday-matinee
or evening-without a bit of trouble.
After a week or two he made another
discovery, to-wit: that he would be
thrown in her society more frequently II
he ran in two or three calls on week
nights.
he called one Wednesday night. She fut-
tered to the door. rlstlingly. to let him
in He handed her his ante, consisting
of a box of candy, TO sit In on the cozy
corner over beneath the picture OF
Spring"
Now. George was one of those boys
with a practically unlimited flow OF the
calorific talk On this Wednesday even
ing he didn't waste much time.
Say. 1 s'pose that isn't the swell out
fit you've got on this EVENING"" he burst
forth enthusiastically for an opener.
''Mebby 1t doesn't fit you or anything
lust looks as IL it had grown right up
with you, that's ALL Thus his talk
ran.
BY and by he went over to the piano
sand picked out three or four of the best
sellers among the latest musical comedy
selections. He had a way of making
himself at home that was one Of his
strong plays George would have been
perfectly at ease in the dining-room of a
girls boarding school on the Hudson.
Run over two or three of these" he
suggested gayly. stacking the selections
up in the order he wanted to hear them.
"Oh. that doesn't make any difference
whether you've learned 'em yet or not.
You can get more swing into them the
first try-out than most of the girls who
go in for that Chopin stun can after
practicing eight hours day for three
weeks Your music always sounds
mighty good to little me-"
As soon as she had finished the chorus
OF the last best seller. George. leaning
back luxuriously In a green plush arm
cflair reached over to the center table
and picked up q popular novel that
gave the ins and outs OF a certain love
affair with illustrations and lots OF d.
rect discourse.
This one here reminds me of you."
remarked George, pointing out a colored
illustration of a dainty little queen with
languorous, ox-like, eyes. and great bill
lows of lustrous auburn hair.
You know 1 don't look like that" she
returned coyly as she FASTENED to give
two or three deft little pats to her coif-
fure and adjust the big comb in her back
hair
You may not look Just exactly like
that" admitted George. but you've got
the same style. and he added. you're
the swellest looking little girl In this
mans town, too. You can just take that
from me and hang 1t on the whatnot"
''Oh, / guess you're the only one who
thinks So" said she modestly.
George blinked for a minute, wonder
ing Just what she meant by that assump-
ton that he was the only one who
thought so.
But il wasn't his disposition to put the
soft pedal on that flow of caloriferous
atmosphere, and he kept. right on going.
BY that time her parents had left the
living-room across the hall. and retired
to the upstairs. the way a girls parents
should. George had Joined the fiuffy
young creature over on the cushion-be-
strewn window seat. She was thumbing
over the pages of 15-cent magazine
with picture on the cover OF a girl in
red jacket riding horseback with that
immaculate young man. who 10 always
horseback riding or autoing when he
6n't posing In the ready-made clothiny