El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1914-03-07
Seeking For a Husband
The Girl Believes She Is In Love and
Tells Why-SOme or
the symptoms.
BY Constance Clarke

BELIEVE I'm in love: am almost sure
Of it And there's the funny part OF Ire
again. I never would have belleVed IT,
Il never in this world Mr. Woods came
over last night Dropped in out Of a clear
sky, although he did say something aoo9l q
rehearsal down at the churcn ne Ioohsg "
my address in the telephone DOCK ana 20
tell the truth. he was almost embarrassed
when met him say almost, because OF
course singers do have great deal Of poiseB
but I don't see how ever managed to at
tract him sufficiently. know I was terri
bly, cold and distant when met him
I decided while I was going down stairs
not to let him see that was bit surprised.
so 1 hummed little tune ana rusl4sa N
How do you do. BIr. Woods" said. hold
ing out my hand Did you decide not to
wait till next Sunday at church, And how
in the world did you ever venture out In
such a wind You know singers do have
to be careful about their voices"
He laughed a little consciously but OF
course he had an answer ready
There's reason. came in on my way
to a rehearsal down at the church for
special purpose. Would you care to 90 to
a concert next Wednesday evening at Lyric
hall? I am going to sing, but in spite OF
that you ought to hear some good music"
Next Wednesday, museds why yes,
let me think moment Tuesday I prom
ised to assist in tango down at Betty's
studio, and Wednesday, no that's Thursday.
why yes I guess Wednesday is all right
Yes, I'd love to go Are you going to sing 20
I'm afraid am, but only once. so don't
be alarmed"
There was something rather disconcerting
about the expression Of his eyes as he
talked He watched me so very closely. But
I viii confess that could read the express
sion quite easily-it wasn't battling like the
expression in a very wicked pair OF dark
eyes that I know. wonder when shall
meet him again I think III turn into
female detective II his name is Whitney
have a clue anyway But as I was SAYING
Mr.. Woods admired me so openly that really
I don't think I'm bit conceited IN confess
ing it.
And now for the thrilling part Of the very
short time he spent with me
wont you sing something for me 20
said. making for the piano and turning over
music reCklessly- And then I picked I'D .
very Up to date ballad all about aching
and played the chorus with much gustO. But
he came over Immediately and sang the
chorus through in warm, thrObbing tenor
that made my heart beat a little faster I'm
sure don't know why.
Something more highbrOw, perhaps"
yentured,' looking over my shoulder tantaliz-
1nEly- And then we both stopped for a piece
Of music that had fallen from the rack We
plano, and keeping my hand kissed each Of
the fingers softly, and said
Thank you. you play we'll"
gasDed- I wanted to resent It. but he
did it so calmly that I really had NOTHING to
say But / did manage to look him in tha
eyes cOldly and say:
Don't You think that was rather an exaE-
gerated form OF thanks?''
had drawn my hand away and stood
ieanlnS against the piano looking up AT him
rather defiantly. I'm always a little AFRAID
when don't quite understand myself
Not for the way I feel" he said ,-srr
slowly And it wasn't until afterv-arl5 ma
remembered what DR.. Hammond had said
ABOUT hlsslng- And OF course I happened to
pe thinking about Mr. Woods lust AT thai
moment; ne really might have been twice "a
daring, and I might not nave Ca-s,5 49,
be in love.