The Coconino sun., 1914-02-20
THE WOEFUL HAPPINESS
OF ANOTHER BACHELOR man
Girls That He Has Met and He is Not
Married Yet-Happy Days Full of
Regret-You Bet

| tue DlDlc W quOtC 81 dui NiC"S
on marriage, as my instruction
along the line of Holy Writ has
been sadly neglected, have heard
that an old timer named Solomon,
at one time or another took unto
himself thousand wives, and
still has Nat Goodwin and the live
ones of our day beat few. Solo
mon may hold the record as
wise man, but not to my notion;
he was like the rest of US, and
wisdom and knowledge forsook
him when a pretty skirt passed his
way. read your woes Dayton"
in a late issue of The Sun, and to
you Dayton, Nat and my old
friend Solomon extend hand in
sympathy, and weep with you so
now l ask you Dayton" like
brother in we'll and woe, to hear
me and open the headgates to your
reservoir of weeps, to flow with
mine, that we may moisten and
freshen the barren wastes of bach
elorhood.
My first experience with the
female of the species was in the
east. A beauty she was enough
to make me wish | had been Solo,
mon and had thousand like her.
All! she was beautiful! A form
that would make Venus, in envy
dash from her pedestal, and shat
ter herself into fragments in the
dirt. A smile that would make the
Mona Lisa" wish it had never
been found and now found, wish
it could fade through the canvass;
and eyes like the stars, precious
Jewels by their side would compare
like a candle in the MONDAY sun.
l would have been proud to be her
doormat and was. | feel tramped
on yet. One day as we stood
gazing at the mysterious finery in
millinery front, she was carried
away by the beauty of plume.
She gasped and squirmed in
ecstasy, desiring possession, and
| who wished to please her every
wish and whim, said you shall
have it. She called me dear.
DO not blame the girl, nor do not
blame me. We had already
reached a hand-holding acquaint-
ance, and talked of a little cottage
by the sea. | felt l could spring
myself for her pleasure to the ex.
tent of four or flyer. 1t was
not in the days of the high cost of
living, so braced into the plume
emporium feeling like beef
baron as | had just been paid and
had an even fifty in my wallet. l
: stepped up to the counter with my
lady and asked for that plume in a
way that looked as if bought
them every day. The milliner
wrapped it carefully in pale green
and l was wrapped in the same
color when she handed it over say
!. ing, It was a beauty for the re-
markable low figure of fifty dollars
: but | was there fifty strong and
. my girl wore the finest plume in
her set. know, for saw her
e next Sunday with the other fellow.
She is married now but not to me,
l left town.
blew into Pittsburg and de-
cided not to stay, but already
had strolled few blocks from the
depot and got lost in the smoke.
Once when it lifted l saw the sign
and it read 5th Ave. ! hailed a
shadow in the haze and asked
directions to the main smoke
street and he, it was man, told
me l was on it. This, so dark
and narrow? Why you almost
have to step into a doorway to let
B the cars 60 by. Then we got close
l. to each other and found we were
old college chums. He invited
l. me to his home and | went.
t met his sister and decided at once
: that Pittsburg was the garden spot
L