The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1914-09-07
ROMANCE EVERYWHERE
BY CORA piLsNER.
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The little stenographer shufled a
pile of filing cards with languid air
and looked dreamily at the bookkeper.
What lot Of romance there isl" she
said. Il mean what lot of possibili.
ties for romance! Now suppose a gust
of wind should come in and carry one
of these cards down to the street, and
girl should pick 1t up and see the
name! Here's a card with the name
and address of Thomas Carlyle, q fas.
cinating name, think. l seem to have
heard 1t somewhere, but no matter.
What II this card should be blown out
through the window?
why. that little girl down there
would find it. and she'd say. It's surely
fate! And shed take 1t home to her
bedroom and dream over it! Yes, l
guess she'd carry 1t around in her
purse and snatch 1t out whenever she
was alone. fancying how he looks and
wondering what he'd say II she should
write him!
Then. maybe. she'd actually de-
Velop the courage to do what her heart
dictated, and she would write him!
And when he got the note way of
there in his little western town. he'd
sit down and picture to himself what
the girl who wrote it could be like!"
The little stenographer spoke dream.
lily and the bookkeeper smiled with
patient condescension as he listened.
Then what did this Thomas Car.
lyle. ranchman, do?" said the book.
keeper. as the little stenographer
paused.
Why" said the little stenographer,
he went up to his little shack and
sat down and wrote her a delightfully."-
breezy western letter, telling how glo-
rious 1t was out there! How his
ranch was paying, and how he needed
some one to share the enjoyment Of It
all with him! He told how the fruit
was ripening and the flowers growing.
and how the bungalow was progress.
Ing up on the hill! Even as he wrote
he could feel her sympathy. and knew
that she was counting on his letter!
And then she would get It! And
she would begin to feel
that life was entirely worth while
again, because somebody needed her!"
She sighed gently with a degree Of
sentimentality that irritated the book.
keeper.
Chino intermissions for fearful
music!" he commanded. III you want
me to sit through 1t. hustle along the
next reel!"
WELL" obediently continued the
little stenographer, they'd correspond
OF course, and they'd learn all about
each other. He would find that she
was getting only SIS a week. and
nadnt any home. Immediately he'd
write that she had lived this way long
enough. and he was coming right up
after her!
And when she'd write back she
would not tell him that she wasn't
ready or anything 80 silly, but she
would be frank and say that she'd
be waiting for him! And" Again
The little stenosrapher paused, over.
come by the affecting vision.
We'll. WE'LL" the bookkeeper de,ib.
erately descended from his stool. He
strobe over to where she sat. He
put paternal hand on the head that
was held restfully on her hand. And
'e smoothed her hair. as he spoke.
Did she have 1t 80 bad!" he said
'oothingly. We'll. and why didn't she
ust write to her Tommy Carlyle. and
'egin things? Why doesn't she sit
Ter right down and prepare for ranch
lie! Think Of the romance you're
Missing, my child. while you pine away |
lere. when here's Tommy's address
'lain as ink!" He lifted the card until !
t was at q level with her eyes. but |
he shook her head.
- NO." she sighed. 1T cannot he
lou see. I'm just sorting out the cards |
Il the down-and-outs-those who cam |
'ay their bills even If we 70 to law
ms name Carlyle heads the list! |
mis- romance I've been spinning
wouldn't do for me, because I know
IL about the names. I'll have to get
nine some other way!' Signing. She
nuffied the cards. - Chicago Daily
Jews.