Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1914-09-03
GOOD JOKE ON WHEY
MIS-. TRUEBOYS FILTRATION
WITH HANDSOME "STRANGER."
She Really Thought She Had Never
Before Seen the Young Man Who
Taught Her to Swim, but 1t
Turned Out She Had.

you never-never-do the one
thing I have asked you to do until I'm
tired Of asking" said pretty Mrs. True
boy to her husband.
20, you mean"-and he f1ourished
one hand about his face, with a grin.
Yes. Just that 1 want you to
shave. You're the only man in the
neighborhood with beard
We'll. my dear, I want some badge
Of distinction"
q don't care! I'm getting to hate
your beard! Just think Of it! never
saw you with smooth face"
But when we were sparkling, dear,
you thought my beard so nice = so
silky. you said. and SO becoming"
But I've changed my mind. Other
men of your age don't wear a beard
Nobody but old dodgers. Besides, the
other women talk about it. He must
have weak face heard one Of the
neighbors say. She didn't think 1 was
listening, the cat!"
well, dear, Il you insist upon it, I'll
shave the moment get back from this
fishing trip"
What! Are you going fishing
again?"
Yes. Up in Canada. Want to come
aIong?"
L should think not! And if you go
fishing again, I shall go down to the
shore for a couple of weeks. l sup
pose you'll be gone that long"
''All right, my dear. Go and enjoy
yourself But don't firt too much"
''FIirt The idea! Aren't you
ashamed of yourself, John Trueboy?
But 1 suppose you firt when you're
fishing"
"A little with the fish, yes. But there
are no pretty girls where I'm going.
We have to rough it up there"
q don't believe you. Besides, you
see plenty of pretty girls on the way
there and back"
81 do eh?" And John TTueboy caught
her in his arms and tried to kiss her.
I'll never kiss you again, John, I'M
til you get rid of your beard. And I'll
have a good look at you when you are
shaved before I kiss you then" And
she seemed to mean it.
John Trueboy started on his fishing
triP, and Mrs. Trueboy lost no time in
making for the seashore.
Before Mrs. Trueboy started, how
ever, she attended two bargain sales
and QUILTED herself deliberately. The
season was a bit late, and she made
bargains. She got a fetching bathing
suit that displayed her slightly figure to
the best advantage, and when she first
made her appearance on the shore she
was very good to look at, with polka
dotted red bathing cap that gave the
final touch Of charm. She was fine
swimmer and looked far more alluring
in the water than some women do on
shore.
Mrs Trueboy had no notion of iirt-
ing when she went to the shore, al
though she felt little resentment at
Trueboy for selfshly going fishing and
leaving her to her own devices.
But the first day she did 1irt with
young man-one Of the very few in
the water-to the anger of every other
woman on the beach. She sat with
him and swan with him. and in the
evening she danced with him. And he
appreciated her kindness. The next
day, as she was floating and swimming
about and wondering whether she had
done just right in the matter, she
caught a glimpse of a handsOmer
young man floating near her. She had
noted him at breakfast, for he was
fresh arrival, and had been tempted to
indulge in a slight Irritation there and
then, for he had encouraged it. But
all at once she thought of John True
boy, away up in Canada and she really
began to believe he couldn't firt on a
fishing trip.
But she changed her mind. She was
floating in shallow water, as she found
by touching bottom, and the tempta-
ton was too great. She pretended she
couldn't swim, and shrieked and made
show of helplessness. This expert
mental deceit Is sometimes affected by
young women who really could give
mermaid a race.
The handsome fellow, of course,
came to her rescue, and their acquain-
lance began He set about teaching
her Young women who can't swim or
who pretend they can't and young men
who teach young women how to swim
know something of the peculiar init
macy of this joyous task. 1t was not
long before Mrs Trueboy forgot all
about John in Canada, and she even
looked at the young man she had fiirt-
ed with but yesterday as though she
never before had seen him. At mo-
ments her conscience troubled her a
bit, but she got over that This was
too much fun to be worrying about
anything else.
you seem to like me- said the
young man unblushingly, as they
waded out.
Mrs. Trueboy looked about in alarm.
This was not the voice that had been
teaching her to swim. But it was the
voice Of John Trueboy, who had
shaved.-Judse.
The Gentleman.
AS finished product, the gentleman
c.aroe RI do ouorvfbi0p vorv oocjIu.