The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1914-10-13
The IMPOSSIBLE he
BY CHARLES POEHLMAN.

| Describe him? Well, In the first
place, he must be big and strong.
There was marked emphasis of the
word big"
Jacks smile was sarcastic. How
girls do worship the prize fighter
type! Go on, light or dark?"
Light, by all means" Graces dim
pies now came to the front
| Il needn't have asked. Let's see
big, strong and light complexioned.
Handsome, of course?"
NO" most emphatically. Hand
| some men are vain. He must be ugly"
| He swept her low bow, saying:
There seems to be ray Of hope
left"
| And he must be energetic"
Jack was lounging among the pill
lows in the boat. At the spirited EN-
ergetic," he settled himself more com
fortably and pretended to stife a
yawn.
Indeed! And brainy?" he asked
pleasantly.
No, brainy men are often uncom.
! Portable to live with. Just intelligent
and brave and generous, clean-heart.
| ed, and"
My dear girl, he has never yet
been born. He's impossible How.
/, ever, I'll keep my eyes open and If
should happen to see such perfection
I'll just send him along"
John Foster, you're the most con.
trary fellow that ever lived"
With this he laid strong hands on
the Marsh Marigold, their boat, and
| the hard, slow push ashore began.
| When it was finished John Foster
| did not look quite SO fine as when be
left the city. He was hot, somewhat
| winded, and in spite of his precau
| tons, both trousers and shirt were
covered with mud Then he uttered
| his relieved "There!" and, looking UP
there was shrek Of laughter ooh
oh, what sight you are; if you could
| see yourself" Suddenly she reached
rnr something hitherto concealed;
| then the little click of camera, then
more laughter. ooh, couldn't help
It. 1t was such temptation"
Are you ready to come ashore p
| Was he laughing at her, or what?
II don't know as I dare. l expect
TO be killed." but she gave him her
| hand. She did not Jump, however, for
| he took more than her hand. He took
| a-l there was to take and held her
fast please tell me what my punish.
ment is to be-" she asked humbly;
I'D like to know now"
| He looked deep into her eyes. ut
| Is to repeat something / am going to
say" was the answer; then l will let
you 60, and not before"
Did they see the ENJOYS? Hardly
They seemed quite content to remain
in the shade of the willows, particu.
larly when the Chesley party went up
the road. Then there was a toilet to
be made-an apology for one-made
| beside convenient tunnel, at the sac
r1fice OF the companys entire stock of
handkerchiefs. Still they did not hur
ry, somehow, they found plenty to
talk about, and it was nearly dusk be-
fore taking short cut across fields
they appeared before two very anxious
| parents, one of whom had to take to
| The back porch and his pipe to keep
| frrsin disgracing himself as host; the
other, still too anxious and disappoint-
ed to see the funny side, relieved him
self in the following way:
You might at least have sent me
word, somehow How could I 60
with you of-nobody knows where?
How did I know but that you were
drowned, with the boat gone? Oracle
Madden. your dress is a sight to be.
hold" Then, remembering her duty
as hostess, she said in milder tone
to the other culprit: go right up to
the spare room, Jack. I'll bring you
some Of pas clothes right away"
When the great touring car came
putting and splitting back to town and
past the Madden cottage, nobody, l
think, but Mrs. Madden gave it a
thought. She was in the kitchen CIV
Ing directions for the sponging and
pressing Of the unfortunate trousers,
and 1t was Black Mary, with the free
dom Of speech Of an old servant, who
took upon herself the role of COM
forter.
Please, honey, what 'er y keer fer
peace? Amt we got peace a-plenty
right out dere on de pe-azzar? Ain
dem chillun dun muffin but scrap fer
two year and mo-? Look lax it'll
miss put up a mighty big fight dis
time ,cordip0 RI do oJoco b,,+ roolx